Full Name: Cashis Ayumu

Nickname(s): Cash

Age: 17

Gender: male

Homeworld: Tatooine

Race: Kiffar

Occupation: none, going for bounty hunter

Eyes: brownish red

Hair: Black short dread locks, with a few red strands of hair mixed in.

General Description: Cashis is a dark skinned young man, standing at 6’3”. He is of average build and slightly muscular. His eyes are cold and he has a sly smile. Under his left eye he has his kiffar tattoos, which resemble three tear drops.

Clothing: Cashis wears black pants, black shoes, a dark red shirt with no sleeves, and a black jacket.

Weapons: N/A

Other Equipment: N/A

Transportation: N/A

Inventory: N/A

Family: Vega Ayumu, father. Jaz Ver, Mother. Draco Ver, grandfather (dead).

History: Cashis was born on the desert planet Tatooine, but spent the first 4 years of his life on Datooine. He lived with his mother, Jaz, and father, Vega, on a farm. His mother was a kiffar while his father was human. They were happy living there until his father gained a strong addiction to deathsticks. Cashis’ mother would try to convince Vega to give up the sticks and try and get some help, but every time she brought up the issue, it would turn into a argument. Cashis would tune out their arguing by leaving and going to play with friends. One day when Cashis returned home he found the house empty. Items were missing, along with his parents. Cashis stayed in the house hoping that one day his parents would return. After a month neighbors noticed something was wrong. They went to Cashis family farm where they found him alone. He stayed with them for a few days until they found a relative for him to live with. The neighbors round up some credits and put him on a transport ship to Tatooine. They sent him to live with his grandfather, Draco Ver, a kiffar who was a contact for bounty hunters. He would help them out when finding work, and gave them info on the bounties they were hunting. It took a while for Cashis to get used to the heat of Tatooine, but after a few weeks, he felt just at home. His grandfather would tell him stories about bounty hunters frequently. Some being brutal, gruesome, and some having things young ears just shouldn’t hear. Cashis loved all the stories. They had adventure, action, thrill, all things Cashis wanted. He would constantly go out and get himself in trouble that his grandfather would have to get him out of. When Cashis turned 16 his grandfather began to die. Cashis had grown very attached to his grandfather in the time he spent with him and felt heart broken. Before his granddad died, Draco, his grandfather, told him about what had happen to his parents. Cashis father had contacted Draco and told him that he had sold Cashis mother to slavers, so that he could by money for deathsticks. He contacted Draco trying to get help, but, in a fit of anger, Draco cut him off. After telling Cashis all of this Draco died three days later. Cashis was filled with grief, but it was pushed back by the anger he felt for his father. Cashis hoped on to a transport heading to Courasant, the place his father had contacted his grandfather from. When he reached the planet he began to search for his father. After asking around he was lead to a apartment building. He found his father in a dark room, rocking on the floor in a ball. He was a wreck, and Cashis took humor in it. It was pleasurable to him. Instead of doing anything to him, Cashis left the man there, not caring what would come of him. After that Cashis began his pursuit at becoming a Bounty Hunter. He doesn’t know what has became of his mother but he hopes that he will find her one day.

RP Sample: Cashis stood in front of a old door. It was cracked open with a fowl smell coming from it. Cashis reached into his pocket and pulled out a sheet of paper. He scanned it with his eyes and then did the same to the door.

“Room 334, this seems to be the place.” Cashis said. He let out a small sigh as he opened the door slowly. His hand flew over his mouth and nose as the horrible smell grew stronger. Much to his dislike he entered the room. It was empty and dark. The walls were poorly patched and the windows were boarded up. The floor had cracks in it, and a hole sat in the middle of the room. Cashis shook his head, wondering how any person could live here. He began to search the room for the man he was looking for, and eventually found himself following the horrid smell to whatever its source was.

He entered what looked to be a bathroom and paused instantly. It was dark, but he could still see someone sitting in a corner. The man rocked back and forth, and was balled up. Cashis put his hand down, he had become a little use to the smell. He cautiously walked over to the man, he didn’t know if he was dangerous. When close enough he could tell he was in no danger. Cash knelt down in front of the man and smiled at what he saw. The man was to the bone skinny. His hair was wild, had dirt in it, his face was dirty, his eyes jumped all over the place, and his clothes was ripped. His skin also looked to have a greenish tint to it. Cash covered his nose for a sec, recognizing that this was the source of the smell.

Cashis tried to hide his smile but failed, he even laughed a bit. The man didn’t seem to notice him. He was too focused with his rocking and muttering. Cashis stood up. He felt happy after seeing the man like that. It brought him pleasure. Suddenly the man looked up at Cashis. He mans lip quivered as he tried to say something.

“Ca-Ca-Ca-Cash-is?” The mans eyes widened with excitement. He reached out for Cashis’ hand, hoping for him to reach back. “My boy……my son….”

Cashis smirked as he turned and started out the room. His father crawled after him, speaking of how he had missed him and more. He eventually started to break down and began to cry. Cashis’ smile grew wider. He reached the rooms door and left, slamming it shut, planning to never return…..

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