Born into the life of a pirate Menuja has never know any other way to live. Growing up he witnessed slavery, blackmail, violence and many other things frowned upon by Republic, but it never concerned him, he never knew better. Though he looked physically weak it soon became common knowledge that he could hold his own in a fight but was also an utter nightmare to fly against. Feeling at most at home in space he honed his skills and soon became one of Kylugo Srum’s top fliers, almost always being the first to race in for the kill. As a reward for several successful raids he received the droid C4-T5, who remains a constant companion to this day. In his early twenties Menjua is already on first name basis with the crime lord Queln the Hutt after single handedly hunting down and bringing back a rouge smuggler who had jumped ship and lost a large portion of Queln’s spice shipment.
When behind the controls of a ship Menuja is cold, ruthless and aggressive diving head first into any conflict with little, if any, thought on the consequences. On the ground however he’s more cautious and paranoid with a constant feeling of vulnerability.
__________________ We shall serve the Old Ones until our dying breath. Warriors of Lustria shall not fail!
Heh, well someone has to cause mayhem in the galaxy while the pirates and bounty hunters are on vacation.
Wow, wouldn't want to stumble down a dark alleyway with him on the loose Valerian.
__________________ We shall serve the Old Ones until our dying breath. Warriors of Lustria shall not fail!
__________________ Kyuzo: Don't you see? A real sword will kill you. Mr. Earl Brooks: If I were here to kill you, you would already be dead. Mercedes: My mother told me to be wary of Fauns. Mr. Le Chiffre: No, I believe in a reasonable rate of return. James Bond: Now the whole world will know you died while you were scratching my balls!
Of course it isn`t! I can`t draw characters to save my life..
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
Sauron to Ar-Pharazôn
Peach has been playing these games for years, and 8 is reallly the limit for non-aliens.
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
Sauron to Ar-Pharazôn