| Jared_Tallon | Date: Monday, 11 May 2009, 4:43 PM | Message # 1 |
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| Do you have any clue how much good kidneys can go for on Coruscant? Or a liver on Corellia? There's more money than you can dream of in organs. But you? Oh, I'm just doing this to you because I enjoy it. -Jared Tallon to one of his 'patients'
Name- Jared Tallon
Alias- Night Surgeon
Age- 36
Species- Human
Height- 6'3''
Weight- 203 lbs
Eyes- Gray
Hair- Gray
Homeworld- Unknown
Affiliation- Various criminal groups
Weapon(s)-
- Various assorted vibroblades
- Conventional monomolecular-edged knives
- Garrote
Vehicle(s)-
- Modified YV-545 freighter Scalpel
THE MAN
Nobody is quite sure where Jared Tallon originated from. Some claim it was Tatooine, for some of the best surgeons have begun as backwater hacks who managed to learn enough to get buy and have a lucky break, or perhaps simple genius and luck to get the credits to get off-planet. Some claim he was from Coruscant, Corellia or one of the other various ecumeniopoli that have spawned so many different beings, from the highest Imperial Moff to the greatest senator. There have even been rumors that he came from the unknown regions far out beyond the Outer Rim, though such have been scoffed at and mocked. The single factor in all these stories remains the same: Tallon was hailed as one of the most brilliant, advanced and daring surgeons of his time. No wound was too great for his hands to work upon; no disease too frighteningly contagious that he would not try to combat it. There was no patient, alien or otherwise, that he would not accept and try to heal. Tallon was, in short, a godsend to many. He was learned, cultured and quite versed in the various anatomies of many races, leading some to ponder if perhaps he was truly human at all and not simply an engineered clone with the knowledge implanted in his mind.
Tallon never settled down, preferring to work out of a YV-545 he'd bought from somewhere or other and heavily modified. Along the way, he appropriated an Imperial assault boat by one means or another, but his freelance work saved the lives of several Imperial officers in battlefield situations. As such, some of his actions were overlooked by sector governors and planetary governors alike. To date, Tallon still travels around, helping out here and there and generally making himself useful regardless of which faction needs his assistance. To help people is his highest goal; an admirable one and along the way, he has made many friends.
THE MONSTER
There is a man, so the rumors go, though he is quite inhuman. He is spoken of wearing a uniform vaguely reminiscent of the Imperials; black, foreboding, a heavy-seeming material that would be more suited to a slaughterhouse than to military precision though. This man is masked by a helm from which a blue light gleams where eyes should be. These are the rumors, of course, for it's all handed down by a person who heard it from a friend who heard it from another person who was told be someone who caught a glimpse of this man. Truth, however, is much harder to come by. The only firsthand testimonies have been from the dead, and they haven't said much. It's said that this man cannot be human, at least inside, for his crimes are many and gruesome. Bodies found with organs removed with surgical precision. Throats slit carefully and precisely, as if a loving hand delivered the kiss of the knife with the nature of suffering in mind. If it were simply this, the mystery stranger might have been chalked up as a madman. Instead, the list of dead included entire security teams from well-trained worlds such as Corellia, Coruscant, Ralltiir and Neimoidia, to name a few. If not even blaster-armed men could stand to this killer, who could?
No bounties have yet been placed, oddly enough, yet the killer is wanted in several systems. With no face, fingerprints and only random attacks to go off of, there is little any authority has been able to do. In the grand scheme of things, such a killer takes a backseat to larger issues such as politics. The indiscriminate killing of Imperial military, planetary forces and civilians proves that he targets none about any other. Human and non-human are just as susceptible to the blades of this cold-hearted being who roams the dark alleys and streets of many planets. Called 'The Night Surgeon' by many, the few clues and mocking notes left near victims simply state that his intent was to repossess their body parts, for there were others in greater need of them.
Doctor
Surgeon
Message edited by RepoMan - Monday, 08 Aug 2011, 8:42 AM |
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