#Pau'an OC

[dravencroft]

I'm planning to start a solo TTRPG Star Wars campaign in the near future, so I'm brainstorming some NPCs! I created most of them specifically for this game, but I also decided to add a couple of my old SW characters because I want to use them for *something*.

Vesper Durant: Pau'an mercenary, currently employed aboard the smugglers' ship Synestia as bodyguard and muscle.

Captain Nadir: Devaronian captain of the Synestia, smuggler and elderly menace.

Mitth’iav’iklir (Thiavik): teenage Chiss thief, he was "kindly rescued" by Captain Nadir from his former indentured life with Black Sun and is currently traveling with the crew of the Synestia.

N5-75: refurbished BX commando droid, she officially belongs to Captain Nadir but considers herself a free droid, thank you very much.

Maava Norgas: Chagrian Inquisitor known as the Eleventh Sister. She leads the Star Destroyer Scepter in its hunt for any Jedi that survived Order 66.

Vandu Kreed: former Mikkian Jedi, currently on the run from the Empire. He should really learn to dress less conspicuously.

Eran Ziel: Nautolan captain of the Imperial Star Destroyer Scepter, obeys directly to the Eleventh Sister's orders. Despite not being a human, he quickly rose through the Empire's ranks.

Shin Amari: Duros leader of a Rebel cell, she hired the crew of the Synestia for a quick and simple job in the Outer Rim...

[inquisitorius-sin-bin]

From the Ride or Die series:

Reegale Thorsen, illegitimate son of Wandering Star's Arch Vygoth. Joined the criminal organization against his mother's wishes as an adolescent, in a half-hearted attempt to connect with his long-absent sire. Never possessing any talent for the political side of the gang, he did not rise far before Fyzen Gor's attempted droid uprising and a chance encounter with the Plainsman Seda Liga sent him down a different path. Though Spice addiction still plagues his behavior, he oft makes a better companion and smuggler than gangster.

@oh-three @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @keebeees @stardustbee @askthewhiteboard @dukeoftheblackstar

[psychomusic]

old redraw of a comic from the quarantine! back when i was still learning the basics of digital art and i had just discovered layers. can't believe it's been like. 4 years

ref + another cool af piece from that comic (I LOVE THE STYLE) under the cut

[pileofsith]

Nameless Part Nine - Alien Page 7/8

Introduction to Tion Medon (the erstewhile Port Administrator to Utapau), and to a young crayon art and mammal facts enthusiast. Note: text in angle brackets is speech in Utapaun language.

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[anti-cosmofangirl]

Quick fanart of @pileofsith 's "Nameless" webcomic about the Grand Inquisitor; this is their OC Pau'an, Jen June. Go check it out!

Edit: apparently she is not an OC, but is from the scrapped Clone Wars arc about Utapau. But Pileofsith made up the persona of her that I love so credit is needed where credit is due. 🤣

[guardian-andi]

Chapter 5. Sister

Robyn didn’t know what to make of him.

She had failed in her mission. She was supposed to land on Empress Teta, retrieve the force sensitive child, and bring it back to the grand inquisitor. But now she had a survivor of the purge currently in binders and knocked out in her passenger bay. The jedi had surprised her, showing a shocking amount of skill for someone who couldn’t have been more than a padawan by the end of the order, like herself. She didn’t recognize him, not like there was that big of a chance of them knowing each other. The temple was a big place and the jedi were spread thin back then. As the ship left the atmosphere of the planet, she sent a message off to the Grand Inquisitor, informing him of her recent prisoner before jumping to hyperspace. With the blue tunnel of lightspeed filling her viewport, Robyn stood up from the pilot seat making her way over to the slumped over form of the young jedi. His clothes were worn out, ratty and filled with holes, a simple wool poncho draped over his shoulders. His face was obscured by a mess of brown hair as his head hung forward, the straps of the seat keeping him from falling to the floor. Robyn crouched down in front of him and held his head up by the chin, taking note of any remarkable features. His eyes were covered by an old cloth wrap, the edges were frayed, and fabric strained by time. The rest of his face was overall unremarkable with fair skin, a thin layer of dirt, and no scars as far as she could tell. Aside from the new bruise on his cheek from her final kick. She envied him, her own face was marked with the mistakes she had made in training, the lessons she had been taught by her superiors. 

Looking closer she noticed a marking poking from his collar, a bit of skin texture different than the rest. She moved the loose neckline out of the way and saw she was mistaken. There was a notable neck wound, ringing his entire throat as if he had been strangled. She winced at the marking, remembering her own pain. 

Standing back up she moved over to the control console and retrieved a datapad and bringing it back to the prisoner. She lifted his face up once again and attempted to take a scan of his face only to be met with a shrill tone as the screen displayed OBSTRUCTION DETECTED. Robyn scoffed and rolled her eyes, these cheap imperial toys never worked right. She grabbed on to the cloth obscuring his eyes and lifted it up, only to find nothing, not even eye sockets as it was simply smooth skin. Letting out a hum of surprise she put the cloth back. Grabbing his hand instead she placed his thumb on the touch pad and let the pad get to work searching all available databases for who this survivor could be. 

Suddenly an alert played from the front console, indicating an incoming call. She knew instantly who was trying to contact her. A jolt of fear shot through her, instinctively dropping to a knee and bowing her head as a tall blue hologram appeared before her. Even with her eyes averted, Robyn could feel his eyes boring into her, searching for anything he could use to instill even more fear within her. 

“Report 12th Sister, I expect you have completed your mission?” His cold voice sent chills down her spine, and yet she answered with the truth, knowing that if she lied here, he would respond with double the fury. 

“N-no Grand inquisitor, my attention was pulled away by another target…” She looked up at him, his eyes changing from calm to angered in a fraction of a second, forcing Robyn to spit out her explanation in a mess of words.

“… who turned out to be a survivor of the purge.” Her head shot down, quickly averting her eyes again. She tensed, bracing for him to loudly demand she returned to her assigned task, and threaten destruction as he had done many times before.

“I assume you captured this individual?” He said, a slight tint of intrigue in his voice.

She looked up, quickly rising to address him directly.

“Yes sir, he was attempting to leave the planet, but I was able to catch and subdue him.” Her eyes glancing at the helmet behind him, the crack in the visor reminding her the capture was far from perfect. How she only caught him due to a strange pulling from the force, calling her back to her ship in time to catch the boy trying to sneak aboard.

“I’ll transmit his profile to you now” She grabbed the datapad and quickly sent the information it had found, hoping it was accurate. The Grand Inquisitor’s image reached out of view, retrieving a pad of his own.

“Let us see here, Andime Endari, miraluka male, jedi padawan and aspirant of the…” He paused, the hand he kept always behind his back tensing into a fist in an almost imperceptible movement. But she had become adept at reading his body language, a survival tactic she had picked up as a way to best avoid his wrath.

“…Jedi Temple Guard” saying each word as if he had an individual vendetta against each one. He set the datapad down calmly, seemingly thinking for a moment before turning back to Robyn.

“Good work apprehending this fugitive, but I would like to see this one for myself.”

“Sir?”

“I will send you coordinates for a meeting location, go there and wait for me. Perhaps we can negotiate your place in the Inquisitorius once we have dealt with this one.” She looked up at him in surprise, could a single padawan be worth that much? Robyn bowed her head.

“It will be done”

With a nod from the Pau’an his form blinked away, leaving her alone with the unconscious Miriluka once more. She crouched down in front of him again, asking him a question in the front of her mind.

“What makes you so important?”

Maybe when he wakes up, he can give her an answer.

[maulfucker]

you 🫵

tell me about your ocs

HII ABSOLUTELY!!!!! ... well actually I. don't have that much in my head about them. but hiiii

currently my main ocs are an early-empire era crew of bounty hunters composed of:

a dathomirian bounty hunter who is force-sensitive but very stupid about it because he's self taught (Latros)

a nautolan chaos child (Kuru)

a givin pilot who used to be a jedi knight (Dji)

twin mandalorians (Arta and Viti)

they're not officially rebels but they definitely antagonize the empire much more than they obey it. and they have a very fun dynamic to me because Kuru was a padawan who lost their master to Order 66. Latros was a friend of their master and was asked to take care of Kuru. Dji and Kuru's master were padawans of the same master, and so Dji feels like it should be the one to continue Kuru's training. so Dji and Latros butt heads A Lot over how to use the Force and what to teach Kuru. (meanwhile Kuru is learning advanced ass kicking techniques from the mandos while the other two aren't looking.)

I think a lot about Kuru since they're the youngest and thus the most malleable, and I'm thinking about having them become a gray jedi with a side of mandalorian training, and the Inquisitors' worst nightmare: not a merciful jedi not a careless sith but a secret third thing (a gremlin with a whip)

(I was gonna doodle them but krita crashed right when I tried to make a new file so no doodle for you </3)

[jarenka]

Hello! If you are still doing Star Wars OC Drawing Requests,

I have a Pau'an OC from one of my fic series named Talion. He's a loveable old, fat man. Puts on a show as a notorious womanizer but is actually ace. Loves getting people drunk and taking them back to his tent to recite poetry at them and show off artwork before making sure they sober up in peace.

(If you do this- thank you so much in advance!)

okaaay. Here he is sitting in a bar maintaining his reputation of a "notorious womanizer". 😁

[pureangels22]

Fanfic Rewrite - Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again (CH. WIP)

a/n: This is a snippet of a chapter of one of my old works. I went back and tried my best to edit what I could, but I think my younger self did pretty well with this one. Hope you enjoy 🤍

OC: Zaria

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Snow silently fell from the sky as it swirled through the cold morning wind. Two figures clung desperately to each other as they made their way towards the graveyard. Ezra had been meaning to come visit his parents' grave sooner, but after his encounter with Zaria, he really wasn't sure if he should take the girl back to the Opera House or let her stay with him. It took several minutes to finally come to a conclusion that the girl wasn't going to leave him alone no matter how hard he tried to reason with her. But, with seeing the marks and burns on her arms and legs, he knew pretty well why she probably wouldn't.

They were the same ones that appeared on his back.

He didn't need an explanation as to how she got them, he knew. Ezra gave a curse under his breath as he pulled the girl closer to his side. It was going to be hard to get her to talk about what had happened, but really, who would blame her? He had gone through the same phase when he was her age, so he would give her time. Just enough so he could be able to gain her trust; it's what mattered the most.

The entrance to the graveyard came into view before the young teen and child. Ezra gave a small pause as he looked up at the gate in wonder. Blue eyes dimmed slightly as he reached out with his hand to open the gate --

"Ah!" the sound of someone gasping caught the teen's ears as he turned around to see the Pau'an child clutching at his sleeve desperately. Fear and worry showed in her dark eyes as she gave the fabric a light tug in order to pull Ezra back towards her.

Ezra gave a small smile as he turned around, crouching before the frightened girl. "I'll be right back, Zaria. I just have to go take care of something first, okay?" he said as he started to get up again, but only to be pulled back down.

"W-wait! D-don't leave me here by myself! Please!" Zaria exclaimed, fear stinging straight into her eyes as she breathed heavily at the thought of being alone again.

Guilt started to crawl its way into Ezra's heart as he averted his eyes away from the youngling. He knew he shouldn't leave her by herself in the cold. She'd been alone for who knows how long until he found her in his old forgotten house, and now he was going to leave her alone again. It wasn't that he didn't want to take the girl with him, it was the fact that he didn't want her to come. He felt as if this was something he had to do by himself, and if that meant leaving the poor child alone for a few minutes in the cold...then so be it.

A small whimper reached the raven's ears as he looked back over to see that Zaria was crying again. Sadness showed in Ezra's eyes as he slowly pulled the girl towards him and hugged her tightly in his arms. Zaria wasted no time in wrapping her small, delicate arms around his neck as she snuggled closer to his chest in order to keep warm.

A few minutes passed before Ezra finally decided that it was time for him to go. Carefully, he pushed the girl off of him as he looked at her in the eyes. "Zaria, as much as it pains me, I have to go. I promise I will be back and come get you when I'm done. Then after, we can go to the Opera House where we can get you fed and cleaned up, okay? But I have to go and do this one thing before we can leave, alright?"

"B-but..." Zaria started, but Ezra cut her off.

"If I'm not back in 10 minutes you can come inside and look for me, okay?" Ezra reasoned as he looked at the girl with hopeful eyes.

It took a while, but finally, Zaria agreed to let the teen go on without her. A smile formed on Ezra's face as he nodded his thanks to the child and quietly made his way inside the graveyard.

Snow fell from the sky as its powdery flakes fell to the floor. White flakes covered the ground as a Christmas Wonderland. Gray tombstones stood tall and strong as they stood guard for the person they were left for in the ground. The smile that was once on Ezra's face soon started to fade.

He hated coming to graveyards. Who wouldn't? You were basically walking into the world of the dead. A sanctuary that was specifically for the ones you've lost throughout the years. It was actually one of the reasons why the teen didn't come see his parents so often. He hated having to relive the memories of his dead parents in his head. The once warm presence of his mother's touch and determined smile from his father was nothing but a distant memory to him now.

A sigh soon left Ezra's lips as he slowly started to make his way down the aisles of tombstones, in search of his parents.

You were once my one companion. You were all that mattered. You were once my loving family and parents. But then my world was shattered.

[roleplayfinder]

[A piece of flimsi catches your eye with it's warm and vivid colors. Upon closer inspection, you realize it's an advertisement for a cafe in the lower levels of Coruscant.]

['Welcome to the Twin Moons' it declares in soft-edged aurebesh. 'Open at all cycles of day and night!' Beneath the flavor text about their bakery counter and specialty drinks is a picture of a bald woman, dressed to the nines in a black jacket with feathers tufting from the collar. She holds out a pair of mugs with steaming caf, smiling a sharp-toothed pau'an smile. There's a yellowy zabrak standing behind her with complex, full body tattoos that peak out from his leather vest. He's holding up a giant wicker basket of pastries and meat pies, grinning lopsidedly.]

[The advertisement invites you to visit, offering half off your first order if you mention this ad.]

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((Welcome to the Twin Moons Cafe! This is a tumblr exclusive RP blog for the nightbrother Feral. All interactions and tagging @exile-of-dathomir assumes you've come to the cafe in person, unless you explicitly state otherwise. Ask box is open for random holonet interactions. The pinned post includes Feral's backstory in a flash fic, and an RP guide with helpful interaction advice.))

((All star wars canon characters and OCs are welcome, as are visitors from other sci-fi realms that are compatible with star wars. Groups of RPers can visit and have a meet up in the cafe using taglists. This blog is for adults only, but adults that roleplay minors are welcome to stop in for some wholesome chitchat. There are no style or length of post requirements. SFW and NSFW are okay. If your character makes friends with Feral, he can be asked to go on adventures, for those that are interested in more action packed plots. Please keep in mind that Feral has amnesia after his recovery from canon events. If you're someone from his past, you'll have to help him remember you.))

((Especially looking for other dathomirians, jedi, or sith from canon to visit!))

@exile-of-dathomir

[labrats-and-clonetroopers]

A Pau'an - Human hybrid.

This an OC who so far has only appeared as the Reader in "Ignorant" Kit Fisto x Reader Drabble. She has a name, but I'm not going to reveal it yet, because it might raise questions, might not, but I'll wait to introduce that within the context of an upcoming fic.

[reneeofthestars]

Star Wars species - list by @ryuuri

Day 8: Pau'an

Rel Fen'na serves as an aide in the Republic Senate. She does not exclusively work for any individual Senator, but rather for the building as a whole. She is well-versed in current bills and procedures, and often helps newly-elected Senators settle in. She has been doing this for a century and a half, and as a result is well-liked among all committees and parties.

[inquisitorius-sin-bin]

Drago in milk candy?

Even the Maseerdei needs to sneak out every now and then...

Taglist (ask to join!):

@oh-three @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius @keebeees @stardustbee @askthewhiteboard @dukeoftheblackstar

[askthewhiteboard]

Sometimes I forget I have a character that interacts a lot with Quizzy and knows him from his times as a jedi.

However their entire dynamic is just like this:

Meet Mie! A force sensitive scholar from the unknown regions

Tell me if you would like to know more about them!

[pileofsith]

Nameless Part Nine - Alien Page 3/8

Our house, in the middle of the street.

Note: text in angle brackets is speech in Utapaun language.

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[aberionart]

if requests are open can u do the grand inquisitors son from fallenrepublik? if not then no worries!

Here we go, love!! ❤️❤️

(it's purely my imagination here, though I kept his father's markings and uniform design; also it's my headcanon that Pau'an blood is somewhat weak when mixing with that of a human, and thus Nova has his hair and brows, and is generally considered to be human).

I'm sorry it took me so long to do it, my schedule was pretty rough until this Friday 😅😂 At last, meet Nova, the precious son of SW Grand Inquisitor and the oc of my dear @fallenrepublick!! Also, a big thank you to you, my sweet anon, for requesting him!! ❤️❤️

I temporarily closed my requests though, because I'm currently working on the prizes for my awesome giveaway winners! They will be opened in a week! 😘😘