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Master of the Gullwind

The Corellian Garlus Tylappar has traveled across the galaxy more times than he can remember. For the last 20 of his 60-odd years, he's been skipper of the Gullwind. This sleek bulk freighter has avoided many a pirate corvette and caught many a freighter-hauler's eye. Garlus is proud to own her.

With the Gullwind, Garlus has carried every imaginable cargo, from exotic spices to mass-produced weapons. The latter has proved most lucrative. Garlus has often carried armaments for Starlyte Enterprises and the Klatooinan Trading Guild, known to hve connections with the Hutts. No moral man would accept such employment, but Garlus' hefty paychecks have always appeased his conscious.

 

Garlus Tylappar (Major NPC). All stats 2D except: blaster 4D, Knowledge 3D, alien specoes 6D, bureaucracy 4D, business 4D, planetary systems 6D, streetwise 6D, value 5D, Mechanical 3D+1, astrogation 7D+1, repulsorlift operation 6D+1, sensors 4D+1, space transports 6D+1, starship gunnery 4D+1, starship shields 5D+1, Perception 2D+2, bargain 6D+2, con 4D+2, Technical 2D+2, computer programming/repair 6D+2, first aid 4D+2, security 5D+2, space transports repair 5D+2. Character Points: 15. Force Points: None. Move: 8. BlasTech DL-22 Blaster Pistol (4D+1) with scope, datapad, comlink, Action IV bulk freighter, R5 droid, CLL-8 droid, tabac and pipe, spacer's chest, ______ credits.

A crusty old loner who chooses not to make friends easily, Garlus Tylappar acts abrasive. His heart is really only slightly tarnished, and his love for his ship is endearing. He suffers recurring but brief spells of forgetfullness. His pipe is his constant companion -- an old thing, it's always filled with Carababba tobac but he doesn't lace it with Armudu spice as do some smugglers.

The little man has no hair on his head. It seems to have slid off his gleeming skull and landed in a heap on his face, forming a mangled scruff of a beard. His face is as wrinkled and scarred as a Class-D Moon, and his voice rasps like dry reeds. He looks around, deliberately, eyes flickering with intelligence. He is fluent in the Wookiee language, but cannot speak it.