Arns Grimraker

Barlon Hightower stepped through a hatch into one of the mess halls of the Rebel Alliance's flagship Independence. He had just returned from patrol duty in his Y-Wing and was feeling weary. He was hoping to grab a hot cup of javash and a moment of peace during which he could fill out some reports.

However, the mess was far from empty. A group of pilots and technical crew crowded around Wedge Antilles, the man who will forever be known as the Rebellion's second most famous pilot. Wes Janson broke away from the others and approached Hightower.

"Welcome back, Commander. How was patrol?"

"Routine," Hightower replied. He glanced over at Wedge. "Please don't tell me he's at it again."

Janson nodded grimly. "Yep. He's at it again. One of the new guys asked him about Grimraker and that set him off. Last time Wedge told the story, he killed me off! Afterwards when I introduced myself to one of the techs in engineering, the poor guy, thinking he was talking to a ghost, went white as the Moons of Ivortar. Believe me, you do not want to see the color go out of a Mon Calamari."

Hightower smiled lightly. "Don't worry, I think Antilles tells it differently every time."

Janson shrugged. "All the same, I'm gonna stick around and make sure I pull through this time."

"Good luck," Hightower said with a hint of sarcasm.

Lieutenant Karner Karentes strolled into the mess wiping grease from his hands onto his flight suit. He approached Hightower and Janson before turning to see what everyone else was doing. "Commander Hightower, I talked to Chief Corman; he said he could chase down the leak in Gold Five's fractal plasma injector later today."

"Thanks," Hightower nodded.

"Hey, what's going on?" Karentes asked.

"Wedge is telling the Grimraker story," Janson answered.

"Really?!" Karentes said. "Oh, man, I heard about this from one of the navigators. You know, that Arns Grimraker is a real piece of work. My first mission with the Rebellion was flying escort over the purchase of some speeder parts from Grimraker and his band of scavengers. I remember Captain Fisk saying that normally we wouldn't deal with such thugs, but the base on Vortran VI was desperate for spare parts. It turned out that Grimraker had intercepted and scuttled a bulk freighter bound for Vortran, and he decided to sell our own cargo back to us! I tell ya, somebody needs to clean that cyborged scum's skiff. I'm just the guy to do it too!" Karentes pounded a thumb into his chest for emphasis.

Janson and Hightower turned to Karentes with looks of utter amazement on their faces. "Wait! You mean Grimraker's real?" Janson asked.

Karentes was confused. "Huh? Of course he is. You should know that, sir! Hey, did Wedge just say something about Wampas? I gotta hear this!"

Janson and Hightower watched Karentes race over to the others and join them in rapt attention. For a minute the two jaded pilots said nothing.

"Um, it's not a true story, is it?" Hightower asked finally.

"I don't... think so," Janson answered slowly. "I mean, it can't be, right?"

They looked at each other. "Naaaaah."

"Still," Janson admitted, "it is a good story."

"Can't argue with that," Hightower agreed.

• Arns Grimraker

Type: Cyborg Scavenger

Height: 1.8 meters

Species: Human

Sex: Male

Force Points: 1

Dark Side Points: 5

Cyberpoints: 6

Move: 10

Equipment: Blaster, Combat Jumpsuit.

Cybernetics:

BioTech Repli-Limb Prosthetic Arm

Neuro-Saav Hi-Sense Enhanced Eye and Ear (IR/UV vision; +1D Search)

Biotech Electro-Claw (+2D to Brawling damage)

Description: The left half of Arns Grimraker's naturally ugly face and much of his left arm have been replaced with fearsome cybernetics. He has greasy black hair and usually wears a functional blue jumpsuit.

A Quote: "Nobody steals from Arns Grimraker -- an' lives!"

Arns Grimraker was created by David Michelinie, Bob Layton and Luke McDonnell.

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