I recently began running a Star Wars RPG using Fantasy Flight Games most excellent ruleset for it. (I almost said "new ruleset" but it's only new in comparison to, say, the creaky old WEG system; FFG has been putting out books for four, five years now.) And I have resurrected Vandal Carondan to fulfill a needed narrative role as an NPC within it.

For those who care:

• He's a Corellian, because of course he is.
• The Blue Harvest is not a Kowloon-class, which doesn't exist in this context, but is rather a heavily modified Corellian Engineering Corporation YV-666 medium freighter.
• Likes to sing. Every good NPC needs a quirk, Vandal's is song. He has a fondness for old galactic folk songs that are cheerfully upbeat but also sightly sinister and/or disturbing when you think about their lyrics. So far he has regaled the party with "L'homme arme," "Jolly Old Hawk," and "Bring Me My Big'ol Knife" which isn't a real song but whose lyrics are far too Vandal Carondan NOT to use. Up next on the playlist sometime soon is the violently sectarian Northern Irish remix of "Lillibullero," "Protestant Boys." Which will be remixed in the context of Star Wars to "Separatist Droids."
• Maintains a variety of cover identities. "Vandal Carondan" has a lot of paper on him and is wanted by the Empire for, oh, far too many crimes to count. "Vanton Coranado" is a perfectly legitimate trader operating out of the southern rim and certainly hasn't smuggled an awful lot of ryll and slaves off of Ryloth, oh dear me no.

So far, he has:

Nearly gotten into a gunfight with the PCs on their first meeting, being as how they looked pretty likely to renege on their deal to transport him and his unfortunately marooned cargo off Ryloth. Note to aspiring entrepreneurs: don't try and swindle Cham Syndulla out of his cut. He takes it personally, and you will find yourself marooned in the Rylothian badlands and needing to make alternate transportation arrangements.

Assisted the PCs with a spot of bother they were having with an Imperial customs inspector by simply straight-up bribing the man. Which had not occurred to anyone in the group as a thing you could even do at all. Vandal is tolerant of the mistakes of amateurs, though, especially if his life depends on it.

Currently, he is working as part of a large crew with the PCs to run the classic long con "The Queen of Ranroon," in which they attempt to sell the location of Xim the Despot's legendary treasure ship to a couple of well-heeled marks. In this case, it involves gussying up the wreck of an ancient Tionese warship to look like it was one of the Queen's escorts and then convincing a pair of Imperial Senators (Orn Free Taa, who is deeply gullible, and Lux Bonteri, who is... not) that they "found" the wreck and need to "fight" their way past a bunch of "uncontrollable war droids" to get the sweet booty from its navigation computer.

Vandal may or may not betray them and cut his losses if the con goes sideways. We'll see! To quote one of the PCs:

"Vandal ain't loyal and true for all his bonhomie. What he is is patient. I bet a whole lot of people have confused the one for the other and not lived long enough to regret it."

So yeah. Vandal has been coming in handy. I needed an NPC of his specific type, and he really, really stuck with me; he technically had no lines and has never appeared as anything but a corpse and a recording, but he resonated with me. So now he resides a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, at least until such time as he makes the wrong enemies.

-Merc
Keep Rat