|Name|
Malcneal Brumaw
|Nickname|
Kell among his employers, Mal in reputation
|Age|
34
|Gender|
Male
|Sexuality|
Heterosexual
|Profession|
Smuggler

|Appearance/FC|
Bob Morley

|Tattoos|
|Piercing|
N/A

|Personality|
Malcneal is very set in his ways. He has his believes, he has his pattern and it is hard tearing him from it. With his main focus being to survive another day he can come off as rude, ignorant and very selfish. Yet there is more to this man than what first meets the eye. While he has his stubborn and stoic side, he helps more than he'd like to admit. Unable to leave people weaker than him to suffer, and often getting involved in business that is not his but will not have a positive outcome for the people in the middle of it. His mind is always ticking, making for few occasions for him to relax, yet he doesn't seem stressed, simply in control. If anything is to happen, he will act in the manner of his benefit, and while he tells everyone he will leave them without a second thought that is far from true. He is silent, doesn't make much of his presence and tends to stay in the back, always thinking one step ahead one can often see him leave locations or planets just seconds before disaster occurs. And while trouble is always waiting on his doorstep, is there one person you want to get in trouble with it is Malcneal. He will get you both out of it, and while his first instinct is to save his own skin, he will usually come back to those he left.

|Strengths|
Piloting – is there one thing Malcneal knows how to do, it is manoeuvring his ship through any asteroid belt, rubbish in space, or tight cracks. Many may ask why he doesn't help the resistance with his piloting skills; however, he has his reasons.
His tongue – Malcneal knows how to talk. How else would he be able to answer his unrecorded cargo, the weird things hiding in his ship, or his sudden disappearance on a tracking radar? He can talk himself out of almost any situation.
Strategizing – In order to keep a low profile and a low reputation one need some sort of plan. He knows what to do in order to get something done, few things will be able to stop him once securing the perfect plan.

|Weaknesses|
Strategizing – While he always makes a plan, no matter how secure he claims them to be. He often tends to get himself into some sort of trouble, his plan usually doesn't fail, they just very quickly become complicated.
Trouble – He can't stay out of it. Malcneal has a low reputation for sure, but when talked about it usually involves the mention of trouble or a plan gone wrong. No matter what he does trouble finds him, luckily he has acquired skills that help him out of it.
The Force – While many has told their story, and there is a whole order out to slaughter it he just can't get his mind around it. In other words, he believes it to be a cover up for something bigger, something of actual danger.
Companionship – When it comes to it, Malcneal will always save himself before anyone else. Hence, why he has no partner and prefer working alone. That way there can be no one else ruining it or getting in the way for him.
Grudges – Due to his first instinct of saving his own skin, Malcneal has grudges with a lot of people. So, while his name and reputation is known to few, he usually has some sort of beef with old 'companions'.
Ewok – He hates them with all his guts. Seeing one makes him just want to throw them down a shaft. Despite their known teddy like appearance he can't stand their eyes or high-pitched tones. If surprised by one, he will kick them away.

|Likes|
Space
Discovering new places
His ship
Nature
Silence
Solitude
|Dislikes|
The First Order as they always steal his cargo
Bounties
Trouble
Being stuck in one place for too long
Snow

|Resistance or First Order|
Currently operating alone
|Reputation in the Galaxy|
Known but unknown. Few know him by ship, name or occupation. Yet he has a reputation following his ability to get into trouble and piloting skills

|Backstory|
There isn't much to say about this smuggler. As surprisingly as the odds are, he grew up on Hoth, surviving harsh days in the never-ending winter storms. He was a great adventurer, always wanting to explore one step further away from home since the last time he was out. Despite growing up on the planet so close to the famous rebel base he just never found himself wanting to fight along their side. Despite his fathers many efforts to convince him. There was just something about this story of the good and the bad, the unnatural power known as the force that didn't make sense. Reaching his mid-teens, he stole a ship stationed, almost in his driveway, certain that this was his way out of this frozen planet. A ship he still holds the control off till this day. With a cunning mind and a good tongue, he saw himself slide onto the path of a smuggler, mostly staying away from everything involving the raising threat to the Jedi's around him. Almost 15 years in the business he has grown a great pilot, knowing how to use his ship and how to sort himself whatever comes in his way.

|Playlist|
Bottom of the Deep Blue Sea – MISSIO
When the Party is Over – Lewis Capadi
Hold On, I'm Comin' – Sam & Dave

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|Other|
His ship is a XS stock light freighter