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 Post Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2005 9:40 pm    Post subject: Biographies
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This thread will store character bios until we have a more permanent database to put them in.

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Given Name: Ams
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Jendob

Faction: Galactic Empire
Rank: Supreme Moff
Position: Director of Imperial Intelligence, Commander of the Central and South Galactic Segment

Race: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant

Date of Birth: 04-10-25006

Height: 187.96 cm
Weight: 80 kg
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Complexion: Fair
Additional Features: Small scar on lower back, scar on right leg from blaster wound, scars on stomach and right calf from knife wounds (incurred in separate instances)

Marital Status: Married
Parents: Carlist Jendob (Deceased), Illandra Jendob (Deceased)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: Shayera Hol (Spouse)

Biography:
For years, the story of Ams Jendob was a mystery. A member of the shadowy Double-Oh Division at Imperial Intelligence, Jendob's very existence was a mere footnote in Imperial records. But within Imperial Intelligence lore, Jendob was said to be the best of the agents. He developed several aspects to his reputation, most of a tongue-in-cheek nature, such as his propensity for destroying special equipment issued him by the Quartermaster branch of Intelligence, or his continuous seduction of women across the Galaxy. Yet, despite these seeming black marks, Jendob's complete record is a match for the most illustrious and visible military commanders in the Empire's ranks. But behind the medals and records and reputations, Ams Jendob is a fairly modest, soft-spoken man, and devoted husband. He does not fit the image of an Imperial officer as portrayed in propaganda; instead, he is politically moderate man with a sense of right and wrong not often found in the Empire's ranks. He has and will disobey an order he feels is wrong, and has a well-known dislike of the Empire's practice of slavery, as well as their racist propaganda, and has made an effort to eliminate the old stereotypes.

Born on Coruscant on 04-10-25006, Jendob was the only child of Carlist and Illandra Jendob. However, when young Ams was just two years old, his parents were killed in a climbing mishap. As per their will, he was placed in prestigious private school on Coruscant. When Ams was almost seven years old, the Galactic Republic became the Galactic Empire. As a young boy, he was remarkably intelligent, and had a strong interest in the Imperial Navy. Eventually, his interest became a desire, which was fulfilled in 25022 when he was accepted to the Imperial Academy on Coruscant. Though officially a naval cadet, he was also involved in Intelligence training.

A few weeks into his freshman year, Jendob was seriously injured when another cadet, Shayera Hol, collided with him at high speed in a melee exercise. For nine weeks, Jendob was bed-ridden with several broken ribs, while Hol was in an adjacent bed while her fractured collarbone, broken leg, and dislocated shoulder mended. Although the two were near-mortal enemies at the beginning, their enforced proximity resulted in a bond that would have a major impact on the future Intelligence Director's life later on.

Jendob graduated from the Academy in 25026, and was assigned to the Star Destroyer Eliminator as a relief helmsman. During a Rebel ambush, the ship's captain, executive officer, and third and fourth officers were killed. This left the burden of command soley on the young Lieutenant Jendob's shoulders. He handled the situation with impressive cunning and tactical skill. He allowed the Rebels to believe the ship was powerless, and free to board. By the time the Rebels had closed to point-blank range and dropped their shields, Jendob was personally manning a portside turbolaser battery. He scored a direct hit, and destroyed the Rebel ship. For his courage and skill, he was promoted directly to Commander at the age of 22 and awarded the Star of the Empire. This incident, coupled with his Intelligence training at the Academy led Imperial Intelligence to recruit Commander Jendob. With mission after mission successfully executed, Jendob soon found himself in the Double-Oh Division, agent number zero-zero-seven.

In 25030, Commander Jendob was nearly court-martialed for assaulting his superior, Vice Admiral Trew. Jendob claimed Trew was a traitor and was attempting to draw a weapon, and that the blow struck was in self-defense. Investigations revealed Trew's treason, and Jendob was exonerated of the charges as the traitor was promptly executed.

Three months after the Battle of Yavin, the commander was sent with a task force for the official purpose of coordinating Navy and Intelligence officers on Relias III. In actuality, his mission was to eliminate a mole in the Imperial staff. The primary objective was accomplished within Jendob's first day on the planet. Shortly thereafter, he was reunited with his Academy classmate, Agent Shayera Hol. The two worked closely, poring over Intelligence reports of Rebel fleet movement. Rumors have surfaced that their friendship from the Academy evolved into a physical, possibly even romantic relationship. At the time, they were dismissed as scurrilous Rebel propaganda.

After his deployment off of Relias and a few infiltration missions, Jendob was acting Intelligence liasion for the naval task force at Gerrard V when it was attacked by the recently-defected Crix Madine. There, he suffered a deep personal loss, as a close friend of his, Flight Lieutenant Salvor Hardin, committed suicide in Sickbay in front of him. He was offered a week's leave, due to the circumstances surrounding the incident (Hardin had grabbed Jendob's weapon from his holster, and shot herself in the head), but refused, instead taking an immediate assignment. It was here that Jendob's modern reputation was born. Infiltrating a Black Sun branch, he eliminated the head of the group and exposed their ties to crooked Imperial officers. Rumor has it he also had a physical relationship with the mistress of the crime ring's leader, who helped him expose the traitors, but there is no conclusive proof.

Jendob's espionage career was, and still is, a highly classified secret. However, after a brief return to active naval duty as an instructor at the Imperial Academy and later a line captain in command of the Star Destroyer Terminator during the Imperial Civil Wars, during which he was awarded the Medal of Valor, he was promoted to Administrator and Director of Imperial Intelligence. His first mission was to reconnoiter Naboo and find out what became of the Imperial forces there. While there, he was reunited with Agent Hol. She was the last surviving member of the Naboo garrison on the planet. The rest had either been transferred, or found murdered.
An attempt on Hol's life was foiled by Jendob shortly after his reunion with his old friend. Immediately after, a coup overthrew the monarchy and all Imperial personnel on the planet were forced to fall back to Coruscant.

In the aftermath, Jendob promoted Hol to Executive and assigned her as his personal aide and chief of security. During an Intelligence mission to Honoghr, it became apparent that Jendob's feelings for his security chief were returning, and they were being reciprocated. The two were married on 7-33-25041, a few days after their mission was complete. Both put in for a fortnight's leave, and when it was granted, they went off to Corellia on their honeymoon.

Upon his return to duty, Jendob was sent to Sernpidal. During the course of his mission, an assassination attempt nearly killed the Director, but the assassin was eliminated by Executive Hol before he could finish the job. Jendob survived his wounds, and received the Medal of Sacrifice. Upon recovery, Jendob was assigned to interrogate a woman brought in by Captain Nevin Antilles from Kessel. During his instructor years, Jendob had made Antilles his protégé, and became the younger man's mentor. However, the interrogation led to a brief falling out between the two men, only resolved when they were threatened with demotion for unprofessional behavior.

Several months later, during the talks between the Naboo and Empire, Jendob and Antilles were instrumental in convincing the monarch to join the Empire. Four weeks later, Jendob and Hol were sent to investigate unusual signals coming from the Unknown Regions, beyond Csilla. He located the source: the lost planet of Thanagar. With the Executive acting as a translator, he opened relations between the Thanagarian Council and the Empire, and ultimately persuaded them to join with Galactic Empire. For finding the planet and securing three planets for the Empire by peaceful means, both officers were decorated Silver Stars and Medals of Exploration, as well as promoted.

But Jendob's good fortune wasn't to last. Upon his return to Coruscant from Thanagar, he was assigned to interrogate Rebel prisoners recently captured at the Battle of Fondor. During one interrogation, the prisoners attempted to break out, and the Grand Moff's colleague and friend Nevin Antilles was apparently captured by the Rebels. Further compounding the tragedy, Antilles' fiancée was killed in the crossfire, whom Jendob had been trying to make amends with. In retaliation for the breakout, he immediately ordered half of the remaining Rebel prisoners executed. In private, he would be tormented by the aftermath of the skirmish, as well as by what occurred next. The following day, Jendob was ordered to bombard Corulag along with two Star Destroyer Squadrons. They devastated a fairly large portion of the planet, Jendob's own flagship, the new Liquidator, firing into the planet's oceans to wreak environmental havoc. During the bombardment, the Grand Moff received word that several Rebel ships were at Corellia. He took the Second Destroyer Squadron, and went to engage. But the brief skirmish shook him from the deadly rage, and he opened talks with the Alliance about making Corellia a demilitarized zone. A month later, he signed the treaty with Rebel Alliance Admiral Ackbar, making the truce official. It is rumored he also met with Ackbar in private, and discussed something for at least an hour. The content of the discussion is unknown, and Grand Moff Jendob has declined to shed light on the issue.

For a while, it seemed the former agent's career had finally quieted down when the Gungan revolt broke out. Shortly thereafter, the infamous Corporate Uprising attempted to overthrow the Empire, but was quickly put down. And while Jendob was sent to negotiate with the Gungans, his wife, Administrator Hol, was sent on a special mission to deliver 19 captured Acclamators to Tatooine. She and her crew were captured, but Jendob kept his personal life separate from his professional one, and went on to end to the Gungan revolt alongside Senator Liana Caitria. But afterwards, he immediately went to Tatooine, where he and the Administrator were reunited. He was also reunited with Nevin Antilles, but the meeting was far from pleasant. Antilles blamed Jendob for the death of his fiancée, and attacked him. The two struggled, and suffered serious injuries. But beyond the physical scars, the Intelligence Director faced the pain of betrayal. However, the subsequent talks with the Alliance were successful, despite General Solo's belligerance. Shortly thereafter, Ams Jendob became the first man ever appointed to the office of Supreme Moff.

For two months, he finalized the treaty with the Alliance as well as helped coordinate the expansion of the Empire's armed forces as the Galaxy became a more hostile place. When agents told him of the DRWP's scheme to overthrow the Empire, he immediately advised Darth Vader to declare war.

Shortly after celebrating his first anniversary with his wife, Jendob was pulled off a shakedown cruise for his new flagship, the Prestige, in order to carry out a rescue mission on Anteevy. There, he was reunited with his former friend Nevin Antilles.

Later on, Jendob was involved in several near-battles with the Yoggoy Condfederate until war finally broke out with the assault on Corellia. Acquitting himself well despite facing down well over a dozen enemy ships after Alliance reinforcements left the system, he eventually called a cease-fire after a conference with Leia Organa Solo and Flint. The result was the abortive trial of the Unu.

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(From left to right, top to bottom: Medal of Exploration, Medal of Sacrifice, Medal of Valor, Star of the Empire, Silver Star)



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Given Name: Shayera
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Hol

Faction: Galactic Empire
Rank: Exarch
Position: Chief of Security for Intelligence Director Jendob

Race: Thanagarian
Homeworld: Thanagar

Date of Birth: 10-24-25007

Height: 175.26 cm
Weight: 52.3 kg
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Red
Complexion: Slight tan
Additional Features: Two large, gray-feathered wings attached at the inside of the shoulder blades.

Marital Status: Married
Parents: Katar Hol (Deceased), Shiera Hol (Deceased)
Siblings: Canjra Hol (Sister), Hro Hol (Brother)
Other Relations: Ams Jendob (Spouse)

Biography:
The story of Shayera Hol's life is a story of hard beginnings, and overcoming incredible odds to become one of the Empire's best agents, if not the best.
Hol was born on Thanagar in 25007, two years before the Clone Wars began. Her parents were killed in a Separatist uprising when she was only seven years old. Shayera had to raise her five-year old sister and one-year old brother after they were placed in an orphanage. When she was twelve, Shayera stowed away aboard an Imperial transport bound for Coruscant. Shortly after, Thanagar's existence was removed from Imperial databanks under mysterious circumstances.
When she arrived, she was immediately attracted to the Imperial armed forces. However, her application for enrollment in the Intelligence Academy was denied for two years on the grounds of intergender and interracial tensions. She was finally accepted, and graduated in 25025, along with current Intelligence Director, Ams Jendob. From there on, she served as an Intelligence agent. Hol was an excellent agent, and was awarded multiple Letters of Commendation and the Star of the Empire.

In 25032, three months after the Battle of Yavin, Agent Hol was assigned to the Intelligence force garrisoned on Relias III. She gathered information on Rebel fleet movements through the system. When the Imperial fleet arrived, she was reunited with her Academy classmate, Commander Jendob. The two worked together and helped foil the Rebel plot to take over the planet. During the operation, rumors surfaced of a torrid affair between the two agents, but, at the time, it believed this was just Rebel propaganda aimed at destroying the agents so they couldn't complete their mission.

After the successful completion of the Relias mission, Agent Hol was assigned to Naboo. She stayed at her post for nine years, until Administrator Jendob met her again on the planet. Shortly after, a coup unseated the Naboo monarch, and the de facto government ordered all Imperial personnel off the planet. Hol and Jendob, as well as the rest of the Imperial garrison fell back to Coruscant.
A few weeks after the debacle, Agent Hol was made an Executive and assigned as Administrator Jendob's chief of security and personal aide. She served with distinction, earning another letter Letter of Commendation and a Good Conduct Medal. During an Intelligence mission to Sernpidal, Jendob was grievously wounded in an assassination attempt. Hol executed the attacker on the spot, and, thanks to her unique physiology, was able to personally evacuate Jendob to proper medical facilities. For her selfless acts, she was given the Medal of Valor with an Emerald Clasp for Conspicuous Gallantry.

In 25042, Hol played a role in negotiations between the Naboo and the Empire, and later was instrumental in identifying her home planet of Thanagar and persuading them to support the Empire. For these acts, she was promoted to Administrator and awarded the Medal of Exploration and the Silver Star.

During a mission to Tatooine, Hol commanded the Acclamator group captured at Kuat. Her ship was disabled, and she and her crew of fifty officers and men were taken prisoner. However, once she revealed that her command was not an attack force, she and her crew were released.

Hol assisted Supreme Moff Jendob in the negotiations with the Alliance that ended the Galactic Civil War. Life was fairly routine, even with the outbreak of war with the DRWP, for the Administrator until shortly after her first anniversary, when nausea suddenly began to affect to Thanagarian. In addition, the Prestige, which she was aboard, was pulled away from a shakedown cruise to help rescue her old nemesis Han Solo. On the surface, Hol also met with the now-detested Nevin Antilles. During a tense stand-off between Imperial and Alliance rescue squads, Hol attempted to fire her weapon. She was stopped, and shortly afterward informed that she would be demoted for such a reckless move after the mission.

It was later found that her prior nausea was caused by her now being pregnant. Though she was scheduled to be placed on reserve duty for two years, galactic affairs played a role in keeping the Thanagarian on the front lines. The trial of Unu Flint was abruptly ended when Hol, the Empire's representative, denounced the trials as propaganda and public relations rather than true justice, as well as risking Galactic security.

Hol is an expert marksman with virtually every Imperial weapon. In addition, her hand-to-hand combat skills are virtually unmatched in the Empire. But despite her deadly attributes, Hol is usually friendly and easygoing, always willing to buy a round after a mission. She possesses a sharp, but sometimes coarse, wit and will not refrain from using it.

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(From left to right, top to bottom: Prisoner of War Medal, Medal of Exploration, Medal of Valor with Emerald Clasp for Conspicuous Gallantry, Star of the Empire, Silver Star, Good Conduct Medal)



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Given Name: Swali
Middle Name: Panthera
Surname: Onca

Faction: Galactic Empire
Rank: Commodore
Position: Flag Officer of 1st Destroyer Squadron (At times was Fleet Commander)

Race: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant

Date of Birth: I don't remember

Height: 6'
Weight: 174
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Red
Complexion: Fair
Additional Features: None

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Mau Onca and Flimi Onca (deceased)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: None

Biography:

When I have more time, I will write this and put my awards in. I don't really have time to write a biography on anyone right now.
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Given Name: Anakin
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Skywalker

Faction: Galactic Empire
Rank: Emperor
Position: Head of the Freaking Empire

Race: Human
Homeworld: Tatooine

Date of Birth: I don't remember off hand on any of his statistics

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Eye Color:
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Additional Features: Eh...burn scars on ENTIRE body...

Marital Status: Widowed
Parents: Shmi Skywalker (deceased) and possibly Darth Plagueis (deceased)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: Father of Luke and Leia Skywalker

Biography: You'd better know this or I'll hate you.

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Given Name: Brote
Middle Name: Berbuban
Surname: Heckler

Faction: Union of Republic Represented Worlds
Rank: Supreme Protector of Corulag, and current Elect President of the URRW Senate, and until new leadership is elected, the office rank is not president but Emperor
Position: Supreme Executive of the Union of Republic Represented Worlds, till elections to be held at the end of this year

Race: Human
Homeworld: Corulag

Date of Birth: 25005

Height: 7 feet, 2 inches
Weight: 140
Eye Color: A deep ocean of blue
Hair Color: Dark brown
Complexion: Very nice if he may say so for himself.
Additional Features: A scare that runs from the corner of his eye to about the end of his nose, stopping just an inch from his nostril, and is only slanted by an inch from it's starting place.

Marital Status: Married
Parents: Jeck Heckler (died by Imperial hands), and Morin Heckler (died by Imperial hands)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: Gark Heckler (Cousin), Empress Selena Coral (Spouse)

Biography: I will make this soon.

Awards:

- Medal of the House of Heckler

- Medal of the Presidential power
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Given Name: Gaghee
Middle Name: Dainis
Surname: Tarpin

Faction: Ewoks
Rank: Chief
Position: Leader of VIllage

Race: Ewok
Homeworld: Forest Moon of Endor

Date of Birth: (BBE) 12

Height: 2'3
Weight: 57.6 Pounds
Eye Color: Black
Hair Color: Brown and Black
Complexion:
Additional Features: covered in fur

Marital Status: single
Parents: Jogo (Father, deceased) and Yarita (mother)
Siblings: ligududa (brother)
Other Relations:

Biography: Chief Tarpin's life, by comparison to the average human, was very boring. however he became Chief of the village of Ewoks, the Village of Wikia, that aided the Rebel Alliance on the Forest Moon of Endor 6 Years ago, and Tarpin is always willing to tell the story of the victory, despite their primitive intelligence.

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Given Name: Nubis
Middle Name: Titus
Surname: Serin

Faction: N/A
Rank: N/A
Position: N/A

Organization: Illuminatum

Race: Human
Homeworld: Dantooine

Date of Birth: 06-16-25009

Height: 6'1"
Weight: 196 lbs
Eye Color: Rght Eye: White, Left Eye: Blue
Hair Color: Black
Complexion: White
Additional Features: Series of scars on left side of his face.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Tillik Serin (Father), Lina Serin (Mother)
Siblings: N/A
Other Relations: N/A

Biography: Nubis Serin had a rather uneventful childhood. His past is filled with monotny and tedium. Perhaps it is this rather meek childhood that pushed Nubis to the more cut-throat and face-paced world of smuggling and bounty hunting.

He started into that world when he was 14 years old. He sped off from home, without telling his parents, to the mining outpost on his homeworld on Dantooine. There, he met a ship captain by the name of Dag Debremis. The captain took Nubis on as a crew member aboard his ship. Nubis had concocted a story about being homeless and without parents which won the captain over. Nubis had entered a larger world; one that would consume his life for many years to come.

In his travels as a crew member on Debremis' ship, Nubis aquired a small fortune, some property on distant worlds, and met the occasional love interest along the way. It wasn't until he was 23 years old, however, that he purchased his first ship and hired his first crew. It was now Nubis and the galaxy.

The ongoing war between the Galactic Empire and the Rebellion didn't phase Nubis at all. That is, until an unfortunate run-in with an Imperial cruiser near Kessel. Nubis lost his ship, his crew was seperated, and he found himself with new badges of courage on his face; badges which would remind him of his more adventurous days.

Nubis managed to bargain for his release from the Imperial prison on Dathomir and made his way back to Dantooine. There, he met back up with his old mentor Debremis. With a new ship, new crew, and a new outlook on life, Nubis was free once more.

Awards:
Letter of Commendation x2 (Imperial)
Copper Bar (Imperial)
Meritorious Service Medal (Imperial)
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Given Name: Jayceon
Middle Name: -
Surname: Taylor

Faction: Devaron Sovereignty
Rank: Supreme Vizier
Position: Supreme Vizier

Race: Human Male
Homeworld: Correllia

Date of Birth: 32 years prior to Endor

Height: 6' 8"
Weight: 240lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown/Black
Complexion: White Tanned
Additional Features: Knife wound on right bicep and stomach

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Delocrates Taylor and Marie Taylor/Baker (maiden name)(deceased)
Siblings: Adeline Taylor
Other Relations: -

Biography: Jayceon was born into a very middle-class, standard family made up of a miner who had worked his way up to mangerial position through study, and a maid to high-class citizens of the Correllian highrises. He grew very quick during his teenage years - at the age of 13 he was already the sheer height of 6' 3". Using this height, he became the ringleader of a social group of friends in his school, and was frequently involved in fights with other members of other social groups. This was one of the ways he became as experienced with fighting. At the age of 18, he enrolled in a new military academy on Correllia, where he learnt the skills of a bodyguard and soldier. He was known to be obedient and attentive while in the academy, and so went on to become a star pupil when he graduated.

Upon graduation, he severed nearly all ties with his family, and went out into a world where his over-confidence and arrogance quickly got him into trouble. In a street fight with a gang of muggers, he was slashed badly across the arm and the stomach, and left for dead. While he did recover, he has since never ventured to the streets below.

Since the attack, he has been trying to make a name for himself in the galaxy. However, he had no luck for several years, until recently.

After being wrongly accused as a Imperial spy, Taylor joined the Nespis Republic and abolished his stance as Freelancer. He was thrown straight into the fray, and stood with Nespis at Corulag as they fought the invaders to the world. His courage while on that ship, unable to do anything, was awarded with a medal - the Nespis Republic Medal for Bravery Under Fire.

Since then, Jayceon has mostly been helping to manage the Nespis Republic through requesting worlds to join the Republic and taking a fleet under his wing. He had been deeply involved in the scandal involving Chris Chambers stealing from Nespis, and went to the Devaron Lannis-Station to meet with the man. He has since returned to Nespis, and is now again attempting to colonise other worlds.

Jayceon stayed for a while at Nespis before moving on to a high command position within the Devaron Sovereignty. During this time he met with his lost sister, Adeline.

Awards: Nespis Republic Medal for Bravery Under Fire
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Jayceon Taylor
+ Supreme Vizier, Devaron Sovereignty
+ Commander of Sovereign-class Flames of the Dragon
+ Ex-Admiral, Nespis Republic

Adeline Taylor
+ Head of Intelligence, Devaron Sovereignty


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Wallace
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Joined: 23 Apr 2005
Posts: 189
Location: ON THE SIDE OF THE STREET!

 Post Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 5:32 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Kelt
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Doran

Faction: Freelance
Rank: Freelance
Position: Smuggler

Race: Human
Homeworld: Corellia

Date of Birth: 27 BE (Before Endor Very Happy)

Height: 6'4"
Weight: 283 lb
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: Sculptured Body
Additional Features: Scar just below right eye.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Kell Tainer (Deceased), Sora Doran (Deceased)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: I ain't got no relations, you dig?

Biography: Bzzzzzzrlt. *Data Corrupted, Logging Off*

Awards: Laziest person alive! Very Happy
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Sage
Freelance Bounty Hunter
Credits: 1,550,000 (look at me, i'm swimming! Joke)
Age: 18, woot, I'm a juvee!
Ship: Centurian Hawk (YT-1210 Light Freighter)

Kelt Doran
Freelance Smuggler
Credits: 10,000
Age: 40
Ship: Aracknia and one X-Wing fighter.
Crew: A bunch of clones by the names of Jess, Jordan, and Dino. Also one hot female clone by the name of Melina.


Kell Tainer
Date of Birth: 20012
Ship: Eye of the Storm
Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Credits: 10,000

Ebro Ackran
Date of Birth: 20024
Occupation: Pilot/Crew Member of "Eye of the Storm"
Credits: 10,000
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Selena Heckler
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Joined: 20 Feb 2005
Posts: 507
Location: Naboo

 Post Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2005 1:59 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Selena
Middle Name: Lysia
Surname: Coral

Faction:
Rank:
Position:

Race: Human
Homeworld: Naboo

Date of Birth: 25013

Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 119 lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Complexion: Pale white
Additional Features:

Marital Status: Married
Parents: Lysia Coral (Deceased) Kalor Coral (Deceased)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: Brote Heckler (Spouse)

Biography: Will add it soon
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Selena Heckler
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Joined: 20 Feb 2005
Posts: 507
Location: Naboo

 Post Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2005 2:05 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Sarafina
Middle Name: Keala
Surname: Arkal

Faction:
Rank:
Position: Secuarity

Race: Human
Homeworld: Naboo

Date of Birth: 25018

Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 114 lbs
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Red
Complexion: Pale white
Additional Features:

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Nashina Arkal (mother) Darien Arkal (father)
Siblings: Ravina Arkal
Other Relations: Kestra Arkal (niece) Laron Arkal (nephew)

Biography: Will add it soon
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Selena Heckler
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Joined: 20 Feb 2005
Posts: 507
Location: Naboo

 Post Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2005 2:09 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Liana
Middle Name: Kala
Surname: Caitria

Faction:
Rank:
Position: Senator of Naboo

Race: Human
Homeworld: Naboo

Date of Birth: 25020

Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 109 lbs
Eye Color: Ice Blue
Hair Color: Blond with brown streaks
Complexion: Pale white
Additional Features:

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Kavina Caitria (Mother) Lorak Caitria (Father)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: Tiana Caitria (Cousin)

Biography: Will add it soon
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Jase Denora
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Joined: 05 Jun 2005
Posts: 369

 Post Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2005 10:46 am    Post subject:
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Given Name: Jase
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Denora

Faction: None
Rank: None
Position: Freelance Assasin

Race: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant

Date of Birth: 25012

Height: 6'4"
Weight: 195
Eye Color: Grey
Hair Color: Black
Complexion: Tan
Additional Features: Muscular, multiple scars across his body.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Rinald/ Andrea Denora (Deceased)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: None that he knows of.

Biography: Jase's parents died when he was a young boy. Living as a pickpocket in the lower levels of Coruscant, it is a miracle that Jase survived those young years by imself. When he was young, he was walking down an alleyway and found an odd object. He had never seen anything like the metallic cylinder. He pressed a button on the side and to his surprise a purple beam of light sprang from the object. He did some checking and discovered that it was a lightsaber, a weapon of the fabled Jedi. Jase didn;t care though, he now had something to protect himself on the streets.

After years of self training and many scars and injuries from trial and error, Jase had become an efficient killer. Being the only thing Jase knew, he took pleasure and pride in his craft. He enjoyed bringing down a target, especially receiving the credits for doing so. jase was once een likened to Boba Fett himself. However Jase takes pride in never being identified by the authorities. With the recent decline for the needs of an assasin, Jase has entered debt, and now cannot even be properly distinguished from any contract-killer. It is this that infuriates him the most, the loss of pride in the trade.
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Joined: 09 Feb 2005
Posts: 1361
Location: Pennsylvania

 Post Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2005 2:22 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Han
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Solo

Faction: Rebel Alliance
Rank: General
Position: Head of Alliance Army

Race: Human
Homeworld: Corellia

Date of Birth: 5-19-25003

Height: 6'1"
Weight: 182 lbs.
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: White
Additional Features: Scar running along chin from vibroblade wound and a fairly large scar on leg from the wound he sustained during the Battle of Endor

Marital Status: Married
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Other Relations: Leia Organa-Solo (Spouse), Jonash Solo (Son), Jaina Solo (Daughter)

Biography: Coming soon

Awards:


Star of Alderaan


Purple Heart


Bronze Star


Prisoner of War

Battle of Yavin Service Ribbon


Battle of Endor Service Ribbon




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Darth Enrike
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Joined: 20 May 2005
Posts: 71

 Post Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 2:57 pm    Post subject: Bio
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Given Name: Kam
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Solusar

Faction: Independant
Rank: none (former personal Dark Jedi for Emperor Palpatine)
Position: none

Race: Human
Homeworld: unknown

Date of Birth: sometime 24 years ago

Height: 6'2"
Weight: 190 lbs
Eye Color: green
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: White
Additional Features:

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Rankin Solusfar (father-deceased)
Siblings: none
Other Relations: none

Biography: Kam's the son of Rankin Solusar, who himself was a Jedi Knight. Durring the extermination of the Jedi, Rankin put up a good fight against Darth Vader, but fell in the battle. While he was still just a child, Kam went into hiding. He remained in isolation until a group of Dark Jedis discovered him, and captured him. After he refused to turn to the dark side, they proceeded to torture him, and eventually he gave in and was consumed by the dark side and learned it's ways. His skills and determination increased so much that Emperor Palpatine recruited him to become one of his personal Siths, and was given a high position under his new master. However when Darth Vader killed Palpatine and along wtih Alex Pratt ruled the Empire, Kam left the Galaxtic Empire altogether with his fighter jet. Kam now roams alone, and has sworn to seek revenge upon Vader for the death of his emperor, and Kam wont come out and admit it, but he feels some shred of light in him since he also wishes to avenge his father's death.

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-Jedi Master-
(ex-personal Dark Jedi to Palpatine)
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Gavin Young
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Joined: 11 Mar 2005
Posts: 934
Location: All your base are belong to Jax

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Given Name: Luke
Middle Name: None.
Surname: Skywalker

Faction: Rebel Alliance
Rank: Commodore
Position: Chief of Rebel Intel and Jedi Master

Race: Human
Homeworld: Tatooine

Date of Birth: 6-13-20011

Height: 1.72m
Weight: 68kg
Eye Colour: Hazel
Hair Colour: Dusty Brown
Complexion: Slight, very slight tan.
Additional Features: Cybernetic arm. Scars and bruises from battle.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Padmé Amidala, Anakin Skywalker
Siblings: Leia Organa Solo
Other Relations: Han Solo (Brother in law) Jonash Solo (Nephew), Jaina Solo (Niece).

Biography:
The path of a Jedi is often difficult, filled with conflict and pain. Luke Skywalker's life which began as a simple farmboy and saw him become the greatest hero the galaxy has ever known is an amazing example of this. Skywalker spent his restless childhood on the backwater desert planet of Tatooine, toiling away on his uncle's moisture farm. His guardians, Beru and Owen Lars, never told Luke of his true heritage. While Luke believed his father to have been a navigator on a spice freighter, he never suspected that Anakin Skywalker was once a famed Jedi Knight and incredible starpilot.
Luke was born during the chaos as the galaxy transitioned from Republic to the tyrannical Empire. He and his twin sister, Leia, were secretly spirited away from his father and the Emperor. Luke was taken to live with Owen and Beru while his sister was taken to Alderaan to be raised by Viceroy Bail Organa.
On his uncle's moisture farm, Luke learned the essentials of desert survival and droid repair. Boredom was not as scarce as water on Tatooine, and Luke often dreamed of adventure and excitement. He had a circle of friends who would loiter around Tosche station in Anchorhead when not occupied by their chores. Luke never quite fit in with his friends; they often teased him and called him "Wormie." Biggs Darklighter, though, was different and Luke considered him a true friend.
Luke honed his piloting skills alongside Biggs in Tatooine's infamous Beggar's Canyon, racing his T-16 skyhopper. Biggs and Luke often spoke of joining the Imperial Academy. Despite his dreams, Luke was not allowed to attend. His uncle needed him on the farm, and so when Biggs went away to the Academy, Luke was stranded on Tatooine.
Luke's life changed when his uncle purchased a pair of used droids from Jawa dealers visiting his homestead. The droids, Artoo-Detoo and See-Threepio, were Rebel property fleeing from the Empire. The Rebel droids led Luke on an adventure, uniting him with Obi-Wan Kenobi, a desert hermit and war hero whom Luke knew as Old Ben.
Imperial forces in pursuit of the droids murdered Owen and Beru Lars and destroyed Luke's home. With nothing left on Tatooine, Luke decided to follow Kenobi. The wise man taught Luke in the ways of the Jedi Knights and the Force, ways for which Luke showed an affinity. Kenobi gave Luke Anakin's lightsaber.
Luke and Kenobi hired the smuggling duo of Han Solo and Chewbacca for transit off planet. They were destined for Alderaan, to return the Rebel droids to their owner, Princess Leia Organa. They discovered Alderaan destroyed by the Imperial superweapon, the Death Star, and were taken captive aboard the monstrous station. There, Luke discovered that Leia was also held captive.
Luke helped free the Princess from the clutches of the Empire. Using data stolen by Rebel spies, Alliance tacticians formulated an attack plan capable of destroying the battle station. Luke piloted an X-wing starfighter in the final attack against the Death Star, and fired the proton torpedo volley that, with the aid of the Force, destroyed the Imperial weapon.
Luke eventually accepted a commission in the Alliance military, and achieved the rank of commander. On the new Rebel base on Hoth, Luke served as a scout on the frozen plains of the ice planet. While on patrol, Luke was injured by a wampa ice creature, and dragged to its lair. Using his growing expertise in the Force, Luke escaped. Han Solo eventually rescued Luke from the frozen wilderness.
Luke then led Rogue Group's snowspeeder pilots in the delaying actions taken to hold off an Imperial invasion of Hoth. After narrowly escaping death by Imperial walker, Luke boarded his X-wing fighter with R2-D2 to leave the ice planet. Instead of going to the scheduled Rebel fleet rendezvous, Luke went to a planet mentioned to him by the spirit of Obi-Wan Kenobi: Dagobah.
On the swamp planet of Dagobah, Luke learned the ways of the Force from Yoda the Jedi Master. Yoda honed Luke's Jedi abilities, but his training was cut short as Luke had to go rescue his friends on Bespin. Little did Luke know that it was all an elaborate trap devised by Darth Vader. Luke confronted Vader in Bespin's Cloud City, and was bested by him in a lightsaber duel. Luke suffered the loss of his hand, and the revelation that Darth Vader was in fact his father. Luke was rescued from Cloud City by Leia, Chewbacca, and Lando Calrissian, and eventually returned to the Rebel fleet. Droid surgeons equipped Luke with a cybernetic replacement hand.
Luke returned to Tatooine to construct his new lightsaber in the abandoned hut of Obi-Wan Kenobi. Luke concealed his Jedi weapon inside R2-D2. This was all part of the plan to infiltrate the palace of Jabba the Hutt and free the captive Han Solo. Sending the droids in first, Luke then challenged Jabba the Hutt for the return of Solo. Jabba refused, sending Luke to fight his hideous pit-beast, the rancor. Luke, Han Solo, and Chewbacca were then sentenced to death at the Great Pit of Carkoon. Artoo delivered Luke's weapon to him, and Skywalker was able to destroy the Hutt's forces and escape with his friends.
Before returning to the assembled Rebel fleet, Luke went to Dagobah to complete his Jedi training. There, he found Yoda sick and dying. Yoda and the spirit of Obi-Wan Kenobi told Skywalker he had one trial remaining before achieving the rank of Jedi, and revealed the truth about his past. Luke found out that his father, Anakin Skywalker, had succumbed to the dark side and became Darth Vader, and that Leia Organa was his sister. For Luke to become a Jedi, he must face Darth Vader again.
Once back at the Rebel fleet Luke joined General Han Solo's strike team to the moon of Endor. This team was to deactivate the deflector shield protecting the new Death Star from Rebel attack. Skywalker feared he was a danger to the strike team since his presence could be felt through the Force. Before leaving, Skywalker confided the truth about their relationship to Leia, and left Endor to face Vader one last time.
Luke believed there was good in the Dark Lord, and that was why Vader offered Luke a chance to join forces rather than kill him outright. Luke turned himself in to the Imperial forces, and Vader brought his son before the Emperor on the Death Star. There, the Emperor planned to turn Luke to the dark side by goading his hatred and forcing the young Jedi to kill his father, thus sealing his future as the Emperor's student. The Emperor almost succeeded; in a fit of rage, Luke viciously wounded Vader. His thoughts and feelings recollected, Skywalker refused the Emperor's promised power. The Emperor, enraged, used the dark side to cast deadly lightning at the young Jedi. The Emperor almost killed Skywalker, but Darth Vader arose to save his son and hurl the Emperor down the Death Star's reactor shaft.
Awards:

Star of Alderaan

Purple Heart.

Battle of Hoth Service.

Battle of Endor Service

Alvace Star

Distinguished Flying Cross

Bronze Star



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Luke Skywalker
"We can live without religion and meditation, but we cannot survive without human affection."


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 Post Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 8:47 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: T'Rell Asamo
Middle Name: None
Surname: Asamo

Faction: Union
Rank: Planetary
Position: Senator

Race: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant

Date of Birth: 5 years after the Battle of Geonosis

Height: 5'11''
Weight: 170
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde
Complexion: Tanned
Additional Features: An earring on his left ear

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Ren Asamo (Senator, deceased) Tira Doorama Asamo (Senator, deceased)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: Senator Caros of Raltirr (friend)

Biography: Coming soon

Awards: None
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Yoogle
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Joined: 16 Apr 2005
Posts: 866
Location: Somewhere in the universe

 Post Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2005 5:28 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Yoggle
Middle Name: Unknown
Surname: unknown

Faction: Lambda
Rank: Presidential Advisor
Position: Lead Advisor

Race: unkown
Homeworld: unknown

Date of Birth: 300 years before the Battle of Endor

Height: .65 meters
Weight: 30 lbs
Eye Color: green
Hair Color: brown
Complexion: Green Skin

Marital Status: Single
Parents: unknown
Siblings: unknown
Other Relations: unknown

Biography: More will be added, as soon as I find a reliable source of a timeline
Yoogle was taken from his home at the age of three and taken to the Jedi Academy on Coruscant. Rumor has it that Yoda, the Great Jedi Master, himself discovered Yoogle when visiting his home planet. Yoogle, like the other young Jedi grew up in the academy and began to develop many core powers.

Yoogle, wanting to perfect his powers, decided to continue his training on the core powers of the Force, before reaching out to the Light Side. For almost 20 years, Yoogle practice on the Lower Levels of Coruscant, acting a police officer for the Republic. Using his incredible Force Stealth, Yoogle was able to watch and record events for the court system.

Yoogle, quickly impressing his Jedi superiors, was moved to other planets as an acting member and representative to the Jedi. He was sent to inner rim planets to settle disputes. Yoogle would soon show his impressive lightsaber skills in order to protect the queen of moon, Mewq. Yoogle fought off an assault of 25 battle droids and 10 humanoid fighters in a matter of seconds.

His Jedi companion was captured a year later on the planet Tatooine, he tapped into his ability to alter the environment. Through the Force, he created a tornado that saved his companion. This intrigued Yoogle, for he had not experienced a Force power from the light side yet. Ready to continue this new ability and develop it even further, Yoogle studied Jedi physics during space travel or free time.

Yoogle was soon called back to Coruscant to learn of a Dark Jedi that went by the name 'Seth Xaela'. The Jedi Council knew that Yoogle had not begun fully down the light side, although he had used light force powers before. They did not want their future possible fellow council member tempted by the Dark Side, so they sent him to the planet Manaan.

Yoogle arrived at Manaan, a planet that had been most important during the Sith Wars of Darth Revan and Darth Malak. Yoogle was given a room on the planet where he practiced his Farsight. Upon using farsight, he learned that the Dark Jedi was seeking Yoogle and was planning to turn him against the Jedi. Yoogle tried to leave the planet, but doing so, Yoogle's Psychometry activated when he touched the door handle, learning the Dark Jedi was on the planet Manaan.

Yoogle only had enough time to activate his lightsaber, before Xaela sprung and attack. Yoogle was quick with his lightsaber and was able to turn the battle. Xaela, knowing the end of his life was near, used Force Lighting. Yoogle, already prepared by the using a superior battlemind, dissipated the lightning. Yoogle absorbed the energy and created a force tidal wave. Xaela, having to energy to defend himself, was killed.

Yoogle returned to the Jedi Temple as a hero. The Council questioned him calmly to ensure Yoogle had not turned to the Dark Side of the Force. Yoda, a member of the Jedi Council, later informed Yoogle to begin practicing his Battle Meditation. Not willing to question the master’s request, Yoogle did so. He practiced the Battle Meditation, a skill hard to learn, against a group of Pirates. He aided the Republic greatly. Yoogle, once again, returned home as a hero.

Yoogle would assist the Republic in many battles, especially when the Clone Wars begun. His Battle Meditation proved extremely useful. Yoogle was eventually sent with a Clone Intelligence Unit, and his missions were secret and usually left out of the archives. Using his abilities to guide the intelligence units, they had destroyed many droid-producing plants.

Yoogle was aboard an intelligence ship when Order 66 was issued. Because of his deep meditation he was able to attack and kill the clones before they could make a move. Not being able to pilot the massive ship alone, Yoogle used the arts of Jedi mind tricks to control three remaining clone officers. When the ship landed safely in a cavern on a nearby planet, Yoogle used the core power of Morichro. The clone troopers eventually died from this power, but it allowed Yoogle to use the Force to hide the ship.For the next 30 years, Yoogle remained aboard the ship and occasionally searched for food.

Yoogle then came into contact with Calias Ketra, secretly. Yoogle would give him Presidential Advice. Eventually, Yoogle was relocated to Geonosis where his own starship was created in order to lead Lamdba Forces into battle. This starship was a Democratic Warrior Class and was named "Hope's Defender"[/i].
Awards:
General Yoogle of the Republic

Jedi Warrior, Gold Class


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Moff Yittreas
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Given Name: Lorth
Middle Name: n/a
Surname: Yittreas

Faction: Galactic Empire
Rank: Supreme Moff
Position: Governor of the Northern Sector

Race: Human
Homeworld: Denon

Date of Birth: New Year's Fete, Day One, 24092

Height: 180 centimeters
Weight: 70 kilograms
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown and gray
Complexion: Fair
Additional Features: Nothing of note

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Tarmin and Mira Yittreas (Both deceased)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: None

Biography:
The so-called "Butcher of Krant," Moff Yittreas ruled unchecked on the remote planet of Krant and its asteroid Hanoon during the final years of the major phase of the Galactic Civil War. The Krantians feared him greatly, and he was allowed by Imperial leadership to conduct his affairs as he saw fit. Grand Moff Tarkin considered the man a somewhat unstable sociopath, but recognized his excellent management skills and gave him his own system to rule.

The two men were contemporaries, but where Tarkin's political and military savvy covered his more bloodthirsty deeds, Yittreas was all raw ambition. The dictator oversaw the deaths of thousands of Krantians for trumped-up charges of "political treason," essentially paring down the population so he would not have to increase the size of his garrison. Eventually he became embroiled in a Krantian Civil War, and lost the planet to the Rebel Alliance. He escaped to his nearby asteroid stronghold, and began terraforming and developing the rock for Imperial colonization. The asteroid began fully functioning as a mobile battle station.

During the chaos of the Imperial Civil Wars, Yittreas wisely allied with the Emperor Palpatine, and retook Krant. When the Wars ended, Yittreas ruled Krant for several more years before he was ousted by the Rebel Alliance. He barely escaped with his life.

Recently, he was promoted to Supreme Moff in an effort to help bring the vast holdings of the Empire under better control.

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Nevin Antilles
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Joined: 08 Feb 2005
Posts: 1147
Location: Local Amish Community, PA, USA

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Given Name: Nevin
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Antilles

Faction: Galactic Alliance (former Imperial)
Rank: Lieutenant
Position: Bridge Security Officer

Race: Human
Homeworld: Ord Mantell

Date of Birth: 16 BBOE

Height: 5' 10''
Weight: 150 lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: Caucasian
Additional Features: None

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Kastor Antilles and Greth Antilles
Siblings: None
Other Relations: None

Biography:

Throughout his life, Nevin Antilles has known pain. Whether it be the Mantellian Civil War or the Galactic Civil War, he has found himself in the middle of it. For whatever reason, he seems destined for a significant role in the future, for better or worse.

Nevin was born on Ord Mantell, a Corellian colony known for its degrading civic structure, crime and frequent exchange of smuggling.

After his parents were brutally slain before his eyes at around three years-old, Nevin was forced to live off the streets and steal food just to sustain himself. He would have died if it weren't for Valia Eross, a girl a few years older than Antilles.

Eross was in much the same situation as the younger Antilles, and the two could easily relate their unfortunate stories. The two managed to survive by joining a small, reckless crime group fighting against the brutal governmental system; ironic, as Nevin's position later in life would be that of Security Commandant.

As time progressed, the group grew bigger and staged outright violence against any supporters of the government. Nevin, though headstrong, began to see things were going too far, but his attraction to Val kept him in the hold of what was quickly becoming a terrorist squad.

Around the rough age of seventeen, the Empire had ousted the former government and was beginning to clean things up on Nevin's homeworld. By this point, the teenager had realized how far off track his life had gone and left the gang. This would earn him the spite of former friend Eross forever, as well as being shunned by his friends.

To fill the void left in his life, Antilles joined the Imperial Navy and left Mantell, putting his past behind him. However, he would never forget the lessons he learned in non-linear warfare, courage and the hard experiences that had shaped his life.

Antilles' first year at the Academy were difficult to adjust to after years of guerilla resistance, but his superiors noted his quick judgments in warfare and his uncanny ability of using the elements to his advantage. He also excelled at melee combat, due to his rebel history on Mantell.

Upon graduation at age twenty-one, Nevin was assigned as Executive Officer of the Chimaera with the rank of commander. This is notable, seeing as the Imperial Star Destroyer was under the command of the enigmatic Chiss, Grand Admiral Thrawn. After a short time aboard the Chimaera, he was promoted to captain and assigned to the Storm.

During the conquest of Kessel, Nevin proved himself by using the planet's gravimetric distortions, or black holes, to tilt the battle in their favor. For such a victory, something that could have easily crippled the Storm, he was promoted to moff and given the position of Security Commandant. Within a span of two months since his deployment, Nevin had achieved a rank and position of significant meaning, and therefore was the youngest man to ever hold such a high rank.

However, his newfound success was threatened by a rival moff, Ams Jendob, as the two were embroiled in a conflict over a Kesselian prisoner. Later, their dislike manifested in an embarrassing breach of protocol, partially due to Nevin's violent upbringing and the two men's previous arguements, while en communiqué with Han Solo of the Republic. Both Jendob and Antilles maintained a hostile state for an amount of time, but the hatred eventually turned to friendship as they saw no reason to continue the fighting.

Although things would seem to be looking up for the promising young Imperial, it was not meant to be. Following his engagement to Kara, the young woman was killed during a prison riot in the revered Imperial prison ship Lusankya. Antilles blamed the event on Jendob, and the friendship quickly dissolved. He was taken prisoner by Han Solo, and the next time Nevin met Ams, he resigned from the Empire, even though Jendob presented potentially valid evidence that he did not kill Nevin's bride-to-be.

Now driven by vengeance and the hope of correcting the flaws he had caused while in the Empire, Nevin fights for the Alliance. However, he will never be able to forget his two other lives, one as a Mantellian freedom fighter, another as an Imperial officer, and now as a freedom fighter, once again, for a more worthy cause.

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 Post Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2005 8:25 am    Post subject:
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Given Name: Samira
Middle Name: none
Surname: Onasi

Faction: New Jedi Order
Rank: Padawan
Position: none yet

Race: human
Homeworld: Nar Shadaa

Date of Birth: not known

Height: 170 cm
Weight: 60kg
Eye Color: brown
Hair Color: auburn
Complexion: Caucasian
Additional Features: tatoo on the left shoulder-Anakin Skywalkder with lightsaber

Marital Status: single
Parents: not known
Siblings: not known
Other Relations: none

Biography: Samira was an abandoned child.She started her life in the dirty,overcrowded,cruel refugee centre of Nar Shadaa,forgotten and unwanted.The first years of her life were cruel-she had to fight for every sinlge sip of breathe and bit of food.
The child never knew who her parents were,and many nights,lonely and dark,she dreamt for a family,she wanted so much to have a mother and a father,someone who would take care of her,and a brother who would be her best friend.And her dreams were so real she could feel the presence of her family...And the more she grew up,the more she noticed how strange ger dreams were.They oftenly became reality,she noticed she can see small pieces of the future,vague and fragile.Samira was force sensitive.
Her life changed sharply one day with the arrival of a starship.She got closer to the ship with veneration and longing,and her eyes widened when the saw the Jedi knights who went down.She stayed there,stupefied,her eyes full of tears,when one of the young Jedi stopped and turned his eyes on her.And at this moment she felt the Force around her,and the Jedi felt it too.
Samira was taken and began her training for a Jedi.Years passed and she learned to meditate,to feel and use the force and to control her will.She became a beautiful young woman,sometimes too serious for her age.Diligent and stuborn,she was a great student,but sometimes she had deep doubts in her soul.She couldn't accept that everything is dark or light in the world,and she belived in redemption.
She found that she wants to follow the path of Jedi Sentinel,and constructed her first yellow lightsaber.
She felt strong and almost ready for her trial.She looked ahead with confidence and desire to prove herself.She knew her Master will give her a task soon and she looked forward for the new assignment.
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 Post Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2005 11:45 am    Post subject:
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Given Name: Nasatweed
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Tan

Faction: Empire
Rank: High Admiral
Position: Commander of Interior Defenses

Race: Human
Homeworld: Carida

Date of Birth: 24994

Height: 6'1"
Weight: 147 lbs.
Eye Color: Steely-gray.
Hair Color: Black, streaks of gray and white.
Complexion: Pale
Additional Features: Scar running the length of his left arm.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Deceased, little is known of them.
Siblings: N/A
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Petyr Baelish
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Location: Devaron

 Post Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 7:50 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Tyrion
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Lannister (Deceased)

Faction: The Independant Republic of Devaron and Surrounding Planets, Former
Rank: High Senator, Former
Position: Lord Commander, Former

Race: Human
Homeworld: Dorin

Date of Birth: 07-09-25005

Height: 157.96 cm
Weight: 74 kg
Eye Color: Mis-matched
Hair Color: Black
Complexion: Fair
Additional Features: N/A

Marital Status: Married
Parents: Tywin Lannister (Deceased), Joanna Lannister (Deceased)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: Cersei Lannister (Spouse)

Biography:
Tyrion Lannister was the only son of Tywin and Joanna Lannister, and in that charged with continuing House Lannister as a major player in the Houses of Devaron. His mother, Joanna, died during his birth.

The crest of Lannister was a red-and-yellow leaping lion, hence the motto "Hear us Roar". After the catastrophe at Old Lannisport (The jurry-rigged spaceport in orbit cracked down the center when a docking starship boosted at the wrong moment and fell into the atmosphere. A large portion impacted central Lannisport, annhilating most of the city and making the rest uninhabitable due to the large quanities of radiation left by the portion. His father was killed in this.), the Great Houses sought to find a new home. Tyrion, now inheriting High Senator, went to the Galatic Empire for assistance. The Empire granted them the planet of Devaron, an only sparcely populated forest planet in the Colonies' Region.

During a Senate meeting, agents sent by the rogue admiral Petyr Baelish fired an AHG-10 sniper rifle from a concave in the roof of the building, killing him instantly.
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 Post Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2005 9:30 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Kuat
Middle Name: Of
Surname: Kuat

Faction: The Galactic Killik Empire
Rank: Grand Admiral
Position: Navy

Race: Human
Homeworld: Kuat

Date of Birth: 10 Years Before the Battle of Naboo

Height: 6'3"
Weight: 220 lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: Tan
Additional Features: Blaster wounds on both legs

Marital Status: None
Parents: F: Kuat of Kuat M: Unknown
Siblings: None
Other Relations: Corlena Tarms (Girldfriend)

Biography:

Kuat of Kuat is the son of the first Kuat of Kuat, founder of KDY. He managed to make KDY a major company when he got his first contract at age sixteen, with the cloners at Kamino. It was for many Acclamator II ships, KDY's third largest ship at the time. The Kuat family controled a fleet of Mandators, which were massive.

His father died when he was fourteen and he took over the company. When the Clone Wars began, he order engineers to create better and better ship designs, ranging from the Jedi Starfighters, to massive Venator Star Destroyers.

When the Emperor took over, Kuat took most contracts for large capital ships, his most famous sale - the Imperator design. As the war ensued, he continued to invent more and more ship designs.

When the Death Star II was destroyed, he was still in-charge although he made the infamous Mandator public. Although sales dropped, KDY lived on. Then Vader took charge.

After about seven months or so of Vader's rule, the Empire nationilized KDY. Kuat, in anger, ordered his fleet of Acclamators to open fire on the Golan III above Kuat. In the end, when he learned a task force was on its way, he retreated.

He took control of Nal Hutta, and the infmaous Black Sun from there. Althuogh his rule there was temporary. Although it was short, his reign had two battles that would show the power of the Akula. The Battle of Metellos not a shot was fired, and ended in Kuat's retreat.

The next battle was the Second Battle of Kuat. At this battle, the entire Black Sun Navy was crushed by IMC-2000s and Akulas. From here he became an enemy of the DRWP and learned to like the Empire.

When the Black Sun began to falter, he left leaving to crumble from internal struggles. He joined the Galactic Alliance as Vice Admiral. During his explorations of the Unknown Regions, he encountered the Killiks and join them. Returning all GA ships he went to the Killik homeplanet Yoggoy, where he helped unite the Killiks.

Now he is in an Unknown part of the Unknown Regions, training a group of commandos, and perhaps falling in love for the first time of his life....

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 Post Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2005 9:43 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Corlena
Middle Name: (none)
Surname: Tarms

Faction: The Galactic Killik Empire
Rank: Starfighter Squadron Leader
Position: Navy

Race: Human
Homeworld: Corellia

Age: 32 Years Old

Height: 5'11"
Weight: 130 lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: Slight Tan
Additional Features:

Marital Status: None
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Other Relations: Kuat of Kuat (boyfriend)

Biography:

Born on Corellia, Corlena was born into a rich family. She was educated as a great dancer. She was heir to a multi-billion credit fortune until the Hutt's came along. She had a boyfriend, now dead, and a brother... She thinks. Her father took a loan from a Hutt, and when he failed to pay it off, the Hutt killed her boyfriend and family. She became his slave. His possession...

For ten years she was by the slug creature's side. She was forced to wear revealing clothes, and was given little food and water per day. Her quaters were small, smaller then a slave's on Tatooine.

Her "master" took her to Yoggoy, where he intended to kill the Prime Unu and take control of the Killik Empire. His attemp failed miserably. The Unu killed him and his guard, turned his major domo into a slave miner and gave her to Kuat of Kuat.

In fear at first, she wore the same clothes the Hutt had given her. She was resting on his bed when he entered. She started to get to know him better, and he didn't treat her like the Hutt's had... He treated her normally, and she liked it. More though, she liked him.

She now commands a squadron in the Killik Navy that responds directly to Kuat.
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Petyr Baelish
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Joined: 17 Jun 2005
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Location: Devaron

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Given Name: Petyr
Middle Name: Albett
Surname: Baelish

Faction: Sovereignty of Devaron
Rank: Supreme Sovereign
Position: Supreme Sovereign Emporer, His Lord (Formal title)

Race: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant

Date of Birth: 05-17-25002

Height: 6'10"
Weight:75 kg
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: White
Additional Features: None

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Eddard Baelish (Deceased), Catelyn Baelish (Deceased)
Siblings: Jonah Baelish (Whereabouts and well-being unknown)
Other Relations: None

Biography:
People who knew Petyr Baelish before his somewhat abrupt assimilation of Devaronian power report mixed feelings over what most people consider a very suspicious man.

Born the son of Eddard and Catelyn Baelish, Petyr was born into a very high-ranking aristocratic group of nobles in the high-class of Coruscant. His father, Eddard was the aide to the Galactic Senator from Sarapin. Unfortunately, when the Republic became the Galactic Empire, his father and mother were both killed for accused treason. His emotions were mixed fury and immense sadness, but Petyr suppressed these emotions to an almost dangerous extent; completely forgetting about his parents or former life. He was moved with his uncle, and Petyr then attended the Imperial Academy.

He graduated with a fleet command degree, but when he was given his first capital ship to captain, he fled to Lannisport and met someone that would change the course of his life: Tyrion Lannister. When Tyrion Lannister was given ownership of the planet Devaron and Petyr was offered command of the fleet, he eagerly accepted. Content at the time, as he was finally doing the one thing that he desired, ordering lesser men about. He heartlessly leveled the planet Phu’s capital and led the ground assault, but this is when he began plotting. When the Republic first began, Lannister promised to share power and authority with him. It appeared this was not so. Finally, Petyr’s plans came to a climax with the assassination of Tyrion Lannister by ‘Disgruntled Phuun Politicians’. He was quick to act, and in an emergency senatorial meeting he seized supreme authority and reformed the Republic into the Sovereignty, nearly mimicking the rise of the Empire. Just as quickly, he severed alliances established under the Lannisters and abolished the Senate, keeping every power to him.

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Carnor Jax
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 Post Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2005 3:31 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Carnor
Middle Name: <none>
Surname: Jax

Faction: Galactic Empire
Rank: Sovereign Protector/Grand Marshal
Position: Protector of the Emperor, Commander of Imperial Air Forces

Race: Human
Homeworld: Yinchorr, the only place he calls home

Date of Birth: 32 BBE

Height: 6'3"
Weight: 240
Eye Color: Unknown
Hair Color: Unknown
Complexion: Unknown
Additional Features: Unknown

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Deceased
Siblings: Unknown
Other Relations: Unknown

Biography: Carnor Jax's origins are shrouded in mystery. Some say he was a ruthless killer straight from the womb, others say that he was trained for a period of time by Jedi. Whatever the dispute of his childhood, at the age of 22 his history becomes crystal clear.

The day he joined the Stormtrooper Academy.

Within two weeks of training, he had killed five of his classmates. Some due to training accidents, some due to simple irritation. Whatever the reasons, he was put through the written and combat tests for Crimson Guard initiation, which he passed with no effort. He was taken to Yinchorr, and paired with a being named Andel Nekrista, and it was through the next two years they trained with one another, and came to know each others methods better than they knew their own.

Little did they know that, during the nights when everyone was sleeping, Jax was training in front of a holonet projector, and being supervised by Darth Vader himself, both in the Djem So style of Jedi combat, but of his latent Force sensitivity as well. Jax repeatedly bested Nekrista in the arena, and eventually the being's fury grew so much that, on the day of the Squall, he smuggled thermal detonators to use in the final test, before then-Emperor Palpatine's watchful eye.

That battle was made legend in the halls of the Squall. Jax's Force Pike effortlessly knocked the thermal detonators out of range of any destructive capability as fast as Andel could throw them. A fierce fight delighted the onlookers as Jax's cold efficiency bested Nekrista's raw fury, eventually disarming the being and forcing him against the wall. Applause rang out, and Jax still hears the words coming from the Emperor's mouth. "Well done..."

But Jax was not satisfied. Beneath the smooth contours of the Crimson Guard armor, his soul was as cold as the vast reaches of space as he flipped the Force Pike over his shoulder, around his throat, and impaled Nekrista through the chest just below his throat. With one hand Carnor Jax lifted the screaming body over his head and slammed the force pike butt-first into the ground, forcing the body to Jax's chest level. Nekrista's eyes were wide with terror as Jax pulled his helm free, and relishing every moment, he drew his vibroblade and cut the arteries on either side of his neck.

Jax bathed his armor in the blood of his foe, then left the still corpse in the middle of the arena and strode out, the only sound being the clack of his boots as he walked. Upon reaching his quarters, blood still dripping from them, he found Darth Vader waiting for him. He immediately reached behind his back for the hilt of a double-ended vibroglaive, reminiscent of the dual-bladed training saber the ancient Sith used for combat practice, and as Vader ignited his lightsaber, Jax attacked.

Though the battle before had drained much from him, Jax was running on pure adrenaline as he met Vader blow for blow, using the cramped space and, later, the hallways of the training center to his advantage as he ducked and whirled through every motion that he had learned. Vader made a one handed slash across Jax's chest, and the student spun, binding his blade with the vibroglaive before reaching around and slamming his elbow into the Dark Lord of the Sith's chest plate. The impact was so great it fractured the armor and knocked Vader six meters away. There, in the failing light of the afternoon, stood Emperor Palpatine, standing aside a hyperbaric capsule. With a whisper of the Force the Emperor picked up his apprentice and sealed him the chamber, then turned and left with the pod in tow.

Jax turned back to his quarters and sealed the door behind him, then collapsed onto his bed. When he awoke, he found his closets had been cleared of all of the armor he had worn during his training to become a Crimson Guard. In its stead were black and red arms, armor, and cloaks, with a small datapad on his desk. He picked it up and let his eyes take in the characters... "Welcome to the corps, Sovereign Protector Carnor Jax."

Jax spent the next five years faithfully serving the Emperor, foiling a multitude of assassination attempts... then, one fateful day, above a forest moon... the Emperor died. Jax was struck for only a moment... his loyalty was to the Emperor, not to Palpatine. Jax immediately presented himself to the new Emperor, the same being he had defeated so long ago. The Sovereign Protector swore his loyalty to Darth Vader, and was welcomed.

As Darth Vader required very little protection, being a formidable opponent in and of himself, Vader made Jax Grand Marshal of the Imperial Air Force. Jax's knowledge of the capabilities for starfighters, plus his tenacity and unwillingness to settle for anything than the best made him a suitable candidate for the post. And thus he remains to this day, managing the fleet of airships and training an elite squadron of fighters to crush any resistance to the Glory of the Empire.
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Jayceon Taylor
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 Post Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2005 4:40 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Adeline
Middle Name: -
Surname: Taylor

Faction: None
Rank: None
Position: None

Race: Human Female
Homeworld: Corellia

Date of Birth: 24 BBE

Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 140lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black
Complexion: White, Tanned
Additional Features: Birthmark of a tiny star on her wrist

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Delocrates Taylor (deceased) and Marie Baker (deceased)
Siblings: Jayceon Taylor
Other Relations: -

Biography: Adeline Taylor was born to the same family as Jayceon Taylor, 8 years after the birth of her sibling. Like her brother, she grew quickly against other females - by 14 she was her full size of 6 foot. However, in both a metaphorical and literal sense, she was always in the shadow of her brother. He was taller, stronger, more successful, and offered a more viable way to support the family in their later years. At age 16 she left the Taylor household, and took to maid work around Corellia - while her parents paid for Jayceon to go to a top-class military academy and become the 'apple of their eye'.

Adeline spoke with her parents rarely, and was shocked when their father Delocrates killed himself after Jayceon's desertion of the family, and thus the disappearence and thought death of Marie, their father. Adeline, as you may think, could not deal with the strain and left for Rinn, where she helped local farming communities build their settlements, and helped around on farms.

In 6ABE, Jayceon resurfaced from the underworld of Corellia and contacted Adeline, wanting a meet. Despite her obvious anger at Jayceon's neglect of her parents, Adeline was more than eager to see him. However, he never arrived for several months, as the brother had been busy all over the galaxy. When they met, they did not feud, they simply spoke and took off to Nespis VIII.

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+ Commander of Sovereign-class Flames of the Dragon
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 Post Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2005 4:36 pm    Post subject: Kam Solusar
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Given Name: Kam
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Solusar

Faction: GAJO
Rank: Jedi Master
Position: none

Race: Human
Homeworld: unknown

Date of Birth: sometime 24 years ago

Height: 6'2"
Weight: 190 lbs
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: White
Additional Features:

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Rankin Solusar (father-deceased)
Siblings: none
Other Relations: none

Biography: Kam's the son of Rankin Solusar, who himself was a Jedi Knight. Durring the extermination of the Jedi, Rankin put up a good fight against Darth Vader, but fell in the battle. While he was still just a child, Kam went into hiding. He remained in isolation until a group of Dark Jedi discovered him, and captured him. After he refused to turn to the dark side, they proceeded to torture him, and eventually he gave in and was consumed by the dark side and learned it's ways.

His skills and determination increased so much that Emperor Palpatine recruited him to become one of his personal Siths, and was given a high position under his new master. However when Darth Vader killed Palpatine and along wtih Alex Pratt ruled the Empire, Kam left the Galaxtic Empire altogether with his fighter jet. Kam now roams alone, and has sworn to seek revenge upon Vader for the death of his emperor, and Kam wont come out and admit it, but he feels some shred of light in him since he also wishes to avenge his father's death.

Kam then started stalking Kyp Durron, who he thought was the last of the Jedi other then Luke Skywalker. Kam stalked him all the way to another planet, where the secret past of the Jeid and Sith were thought to have been. Searching to become even more powerful so he could defeat Vader, Kam followed Kyp to the planet. Once there they engaged into an intense light sabre duel. Kyp proved himself to be more then what Kam had expected, but Kam was the victor, forcing Kyp to flea from the planet. Kam was never able to find anything out about the planet, and so he left.

A short time after this Kam was discovered by Luke's men and was captured. Once brought the headquarters Kam demanded to speak with Luke, who in turn ingored the request. Kam was able to break free, and blasted off into space. Once there he sensed a large amount of light energy. He landed on Ruusan and was confronted by Yoogle, and other Jedi. After meeting upon them, Yoogle had forced Kam to see the wrong in his ways, and forced all these emotions on him. Kam then left the dark side, and into the light.

Kam is now a Jedi and has been battling the darkness at every chance he gets. Although his lightsaber skills remain the same, he's not as strong with the force as he used to be. He's still adjusting to the light.

Shortly after converting back, he was able to rid himself of all of his inner demons. He did this by going into isolation for a few months, not telling anybody where he was. There he entered his own training and finished ridding himself of all personal demons inside of him. He's now as powerful as he was before, but in the way of the light. When he returned to the Jedi after this, he was named a Jedi Master. With the title of Jedi Master Kam Solusar, he now travels throughout the galaxy in the name of justice, and uses his powers for the hope of good.

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Name: Ikrit Toran

Faction: The Jedi Order
Rank: Jedi Master

Race: Kushiban
Homeworld: Kushibah

Date of Birth: 495 BBY

Height: 2 ft. 5 in.
Weight: 43 lbs.
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Tan/White
Complexion: Furry
Additional Features: Im a Kushiban. Im very cute.

Marital Status: Queen Laissa Toran (married)
Children: Kam Fisto Toran (Son)
Parents: Yakus & Korma
Siblings: Yahar (Sister), Dukal (Brother)

Biography: Ikrit was a Jedi in the time of the Old Republic. It is believed that he is the last of the remaining Jedi from the Old Republic, after all the Jedi were exterminated in the Great Jedi Purge. Ikrit was born about 500 BBY, and was a padawan under Master Yoda. He learned a lot from the great master, and became a great jedi. Ikrit though went to Yavin 4 and lived their for over 450 years.
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 Post Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2005 3:51 am    Post subject:
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Given Name: Alex
Middle Name: Johnson
Surname: Torr

Faction: Empire
Rank: Commander
Position: Imperial Intelligence

Race: Human
Homeworld: Haruun Kal

Date of Birth: 24 BBE

Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 175 lbs
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Complexion: Black
Additional Features: Medium build. Lithe, and agile.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Marcus Torr & Allesia Torr
Siblings: Dorjo Torr (Brother)
Other Relations: None

Biography: Alex was born on the world of Haruun Kal. For 19 years he lived in the jungles. Although he was Korunnai, he could not touch the force, as everyone else in the Korun Tribes could. As such, Alex could not form a force-bond with Akk Dogs, as others could, and had to brave the jungles of Haruun Kal without help. Living in the jungle, Alex learned a plethora of fighting techniques with blades. He bested numerous tribe warriors in combat, earning the name Sha-tum Ta, or Silent Blade. At the age of 14, Alex murdered an entire rival tribe in their sleep, slipping past the tribe's Akk Dogs, and other defenses without trouble. At the age of 20 he ventured into Pelek Baw, and lived there for a few years, before leaving on a transport. Several years after that, Alex joined the Empire, and trained, as an assassin, and a spy, earning a place in Imperial Intelligence, and later earning the rank of Commander for his infiltration of the Killik Colony.


Awards: None at current.
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Gavin Onasi
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Posts: 542
Location: The planet Stic

 Post Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 7:18 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Gavin
Middle Name:
Surname: Onasi

Faction: Galactic Alliance (Former Leader of the Commonwealth
Rank: Unkown at this time
Position: Unknown at this time

Race: Human
Homeworld: Corulag

Date of Birth: 29 years old i think lol

Height: 5'11
Weight: 179
Eye Color:Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: (if this means skin color, white)
Additional Features:

Marital Status: No wife
Parents: Mary (Dead) and Selvath (Dead)
Siblings: None
Other Relations: None

Biography:

Gavin was born on Corulag. Born to a lower middle class his life wasn’t the best, yet it wasn’t the worst. His father was a former Imperial Stormtrooper officer who was wounded several battles and was finally released from service. His mother was a teacher at the local school.

Growing up, Gavin’s parents did their best to raise him right. They made things hard for him usually and forced him to work for things he wanted. If he didn’t have the credits, he would have to either do without or find a job. Eventually Gavin went off to a higher learning school, paid for by his parents. The major he picked was business management and political science.

After graduating, he left for space. He drifted around for years until he heard about what happened to Corulag. It was there he decided to make something of himself. He hated the empire for all it stood for at the time. They raped his planet and what could he do? Nothing, that’s what. Both of his parents died that day.

Gavin went into minor politics for a while, wherever he could. Eventually he got over his rage and went to the empire to become Moff of Coruscant. From there it is history.

Didnt feel like writing an essay.. ohh well lol
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Amarian`Justice
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Given Name: Amarian
Middle Name: Drake
Surname: Justice

Faction: Galactic Empire
Rank: High Marshall
Position: Inner and Mid Rim Territories

Race: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant

Date of Birth: March 11th 8 BBY

Height: 1.83 Meters (nearly 6 foot)
Weight: 95.25 Kilos (210 pounds)
Eye Color: Jade Blue
Hair Color: Silver with Crimson Tips
Complexion: Tanned
Additional Features:

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Dead/Unknown
Siblings: Dead/Unknown
Other Relations: Unknown

Biography:
Raised in the Empires core planet of Coruscant He grew up Parentless Due to the endless rebellions assults upon the core world. His mother and Father all known served in the Naval Sect of the empire's army. He didn't know either due to the force of laced agency at the age of 2 years. Forcing placement took him home to home wthout much argument from the youngster. He was well behaved and trained hard in his own ways studying books lied around by his Foster parents who also once served in
The fanatical naval army of the empire. He studied each of their flight records and asked them to teach him. He learned most of battle ordinance and the flight systems of both the TIE functional records and the Capital Arraignment.

At the Young age of 8 years ol his foster family was taken from him and they were sent back into service in the heed calling of the Battle of yavin. Again young Amarian found himself alone and lost gathering what recon books they left for him he sccoted them with his possessions and was moved again to another yield of life with a set of parents that were moved into the Core Sec of security upon Coruscant. His Foster father lead the Loacalized post of the 1000th and still the child studied hard on the focus of comanderring and flight reprications of the TIE's and even took over some computer recon of the newer TIE's in service watching Video Feed of their very action is attack.. he watched each timely distinction of the dog fights and grew fanatical on the actions he would stay this wy untill the age of 12.

At the age of 12 His Foster Father got him the position of Security guard at yet a young meere age, He taught him the very ranking and working of security and brute crowd control upon planatary rioting. He took this new faction of life well and stayed in this very stable movement. The rioting broke out and he was commandered for his tatics in quelling the fight in but a single diplomatic reason with the crowds. He earned rank highly in the Core Sec development of his stages. this was at his carreer of only 14 one of the youngest ranked officers within the security factions He only would use this background when he went to apply for the naval standards of the Galactic empire Flight School.

4 Years passed in his officer's holding of the Core sec in the home world of Coruscant came to pass quickly when he passed through most learnt classes of Empire Propaganda and scholling he and a few of his friends decided to join up or at least enlist in the Flight school of the empire. In enlistment Young Amarian at the age of 16 used his background of both flight capabilities and Core sec leadership in his pulled weight. The empire adminstrated their test of intellegence on where to place the enlists of his class, Amarians Knowledge in Flight Recon and Battle coordinates got his ticket to the Naval Training Facility. He told his foster parents good bye in a seemingly less portioned letter and shipped off on the next frigate to the disclosed Flight Training academy for the Empire.

His next two years sat in Flight simulations and battle training upon his ship approval he began in real flight training. First docking in training of standard Issue TIE Fighter.. Quickly Amarian was noticed by the trainers as a prodigy he was un blinked and also had the most time in a simulator scoreing higher than some of the officers.. due of course to his own intellegence gathering of the oposition and studying of battle configurments. He was quickly Placed in a TIE Advanced for his next year showing off his standards in a better flight patern He quickly gained rank in his talent and applied ability. On the graduation Class he graduated first atop of his Flight records and then went to serve upon a Cruiser as a strike force in TIE Interceptors. He was shown to be a ace and loner in their ranks.. killing a few rebel fighters in his matching and never damaged his own ship.Earning him the CallSign Phantom.

Finally Approached at the age of 22 Amarian went to Officer Training School of course after owning rank.. and a TIE Defender.. He was excited about his newapproving rank as was his higher CO's He was shipped off yet again to do training in Naval Intellegence and Imperial Officer Training Core.. He docked tere and took mulitple classes of Combative hand to hand Combat as well as naval Intellegence.. He excelled in both classes.. mainly earning his prodigical advances in the Intellegence of large scale battleing He was apportioned Elite at his Delicate age and searching .. he was always complimented by You are just like your father. Oddly not knowing his true parents he took it as a compliment. He searched for tehir history and learned that both his parents attended here and wre ordained prodigys and even gaven comand of their own SSD.. of course this is not the route young Amarian wished. He was a Dog Fighter by heart. He never strayed in his flight skills. Keeping Sheen and sharp on eah manuver. Finally He graduated at age 25 and then his assignment papers would take him you Yinchoor for his next Chapter of life


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Michael Pacino
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 Post Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 3:18 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Michael
Middle Name: Patch
Surname: Pacino

Faction: United Federation of Independant Worlds
Rank: Admiral
Position: Leader, Grand Marshall

Race: Human
Homeworld: Alderaan

Date of Birth: Unkown, Before the GWC.

Height: 1.78 Meters
Weight: 64 Kilograms
Eye Color: Blue/Gray
Hair Color: White/Gray
Complexion: Bit Pale, Normal
Additional Features: Covered with Battle Scar's. Carrys the NRI Tattoo in his neck.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Dead, Alderaan
Siblings: Dead, Alderaan
Other Relations: Dead, Alderaan. Some friends in the NRI and Army.

Biography:

Michael Pacino, born on the planet of Alderaan. He has been in the Alderanian Navy for quite a while until he heared his planet was blown up by the Empire. Seeking revenge he joined the Rebel Alliance. It was not long thereafter he gained his first command. He proved to be a grand tactician and a superb commander.

Fighting many battles and losing many friends became to much for him, he retired before the battle of Endor. The Rebels were in dire need the day the Alliance began their campaign of Endor. He returned with his Corellian Corvette the Prime Villian and aided in the massive Battle over the moon-world.

Pacino's corvette was destroyed, he and a handfull of his crew made it away, the Alliance had won though. Pacino served the newley formed Republic for a couple of years. But he saw what happend to the senate and the endless debate they called common politics. To quote him. "Its happening all again." He left the Navy and joined the NRI. Patch proved to be a good agent, he helped the NRI in many ways and proved to be one of the best Special Forces in his devision.

It was not thereafter that he left the NRI. He and 5 Officers of the same NRI joined in on him. Together they formed the UFIW. They spend months on creating the ground constitution and months on getting around with finances.

Now, with only a small amount of cash, they stand before the grand task of froming an Federation of Loyalist to fight evil and tiranny in the Galaxy by using Spec-Ops assault and espionage. He and his officers will have to use all their knowledge and expertise to build a fleet and fight evil.

Awards:

[Pic Later]

Phoenis Honor Cross

[Pic Later]

Medal of Valor

[Pic Later]

Various other minor awards, medals and ribbons.
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  • Admiral Michael "Patch" Pacino.
  • Leader of the United Federation of Independant Worlds
  • Ex-NRI Officer, Ex-Republic Commander.
  • GCW Veteran - Bears the Phoenix Honor Cross and the Medal of Valor
  • Top-Rated Pistol Marksman.. "I hate Lasers.."
  • "Its not the End of the Journey that matters, its the Journey that matters in the End.."
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 Post Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 4:17 pm    Post subject:
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What the New Republic and how did the Alliance win at Endor? Joke
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Michael Pacino
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 Post Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 4:21 pm    Post subject:
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This biography is based on the SW galaxy, not based on the not known to me alternative SW Galaxy you play here, Im sorry. I will change it once I know more of this Galaxy.
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  • Leader of the United Federation of Independant Worlds
  • Ex-NRI Officer, Ex-Republic Commander.
  • GCW Veteran - Bears the Phoenix Honor Cross and the Medal of Valor
  • Top-Rated Pistol Marksman.. "I hate Lasers.."
  • "Its not the End of the Journey that matters, its the Journey that matters in the End.."
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Scott Lee
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 Post Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 9:30 am    Post subject:
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Name: Scott Lee

Faction: United Federation of Independant Worlds
Rank: Vice Admiral
Position: Second in Command of the UFIW

Race: Human
Homeworld: Corelia

Date of Birth: Unkown, Before the GWC. (25 now)

Height: 1.83 Meters
Weight: 75 Kilograms
Eye Color: Green/Brown
Hair Color: Dark Blond
Complexion: Normal
Additional Features:
-His body is coverd by some scars, besides of that he keeps himslef in a good shape and fine condition.

-Received the Medal of Valor reward
-Received the Medal of Honour
-Specialist with heavy weapons
-Elite Marksman

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Dead, mother live's at Corelia, father Dead
Siblings: None
Other Relations: Some mates in the NRI and former Rebel Aliance.

Biography:
Scott Lee, a real rebel born on the world of Corelia. He was a true Corelian, his mother aswel as his father were both Corelians. The Corelian blood flows through his veins, this make's him a brave and proud man. He learned the ways of being a fine smuggler together with his dad and grandad, his grandad was killed quickly by some thugs of a rival organization. Jate was too young at the moment to do something about it, they have almost took him hostage but his dad saved him.

From this moment Jate did not wanted to be defensless, he did not trusted the pistol many smugglers used nor did he liked the heavy pistol because of his short distance. Jate started to study the art of heavy weapons, he used blaster canons, flamethrowers, disruptor rifle's as long as it was powerfull enough to kill large groups of people in a short time. He also used some of the longer ranged weapons like rifle's. But only if they were overpowerd, he learned how he could modify his weapons easely and unotable for other people. This way he could cary his weapon around and pretend like it was legal.

When his dad was killed in a set up, Jate became upset and killed all the guy's but before he could kill them they destroyed his ship. He wanderd around the galaxy for quit a time, traveling with other guystrying to jack someone's ship doing iligal things. After a while he wanted to become some sort of mercenary well he needed some action in his life that's why he joined the rebel aliance. He fought at the front line at the battle of endor and was one of the few people who survived, most people think that he could survive because he was a fine tactician, he was commander of a small spec-ops squad. But Jate said that he and his squad were just lucky, after the battle jate joined the NRI the rebel aliance did not had the type of missions jate wished for.

He wanted to do dangerous and special missions like being a spec-ops for the NRI he joined the organization and needed to learn a couple of usefull skills only know the best of the best, most of the time they equiped him with small pistols with limited firepower due to theur size. But he needed to if he wanted to servive being covert-ops. He learned to use all the tricks of being an master spie, and many more techniques only known to special agents.

Together with Michael Pacino they proved to be the best special agents around, they saved each other butt a couple of times, they are now even though. After a while he, michael and 4 others of the same NRI left to start at their own, they spended a couple of months to start a group called UFIW, with little cash and a shortage on members they tried their best to build this organization into something working.

They were building of a group wich uses Spec-Ops assault and espionage to reach their goals. He and his officers will have to use all their knowledge and expertise to build a fleet and fight evil in order to maintain galactic peace.
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  • Vice Admiral Scott Lee.
  • Second in Command of the United Federation of Independant Worlds
  • Ex-NR Officer, Ex-Republic Captain.
  • -Received the Medal of Valor reward.
  • -Received the Medal of Honour.
  • -Specialist with heavy weapons.
  • -Heavy Weapon Elite "HAH! me against 10 of you, sure bring it on."
  • -Skilled with long range weapons "You can't see me! I can shoot you."
  • -Skilled with pistols "Never liked them, but they will do the trick."
  • Ansion
  • The plains of Ansion
  • Valley of the Borokii


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OtetTiswi
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Location: Theed, Naboo

 Post Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 12:52 pm    Post subject:
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Name: Kam Fisto Toran (Prince)

Faction: None
Rank: Prince

Race: Nautolan
Homeworld: Naboo

Date of Birth: 25026

Height: 5 ft. 11 in.
Weight: 153 lbs.
Eye Color: Black
Hair Color: None
Complexion: Green
Additional Features: Long tentacles, can breath underwater, very muscular, great swimmer.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Daran Fisto, Ailla Fisto
Adoptive Parents: Ikrit Toran & Laissa Toran
Siblings: None

Biography: Kam was born in Theed, and when he was two, his father left him and his mother. When he was 11, his mother died and left him alone to take care of himself. Since then he was taken in by Jedi Master Ikrit when he was 16, and has since lived in the Palace in Theed. He was adopted by Ikrit and Laissa Toran, and is currently in a relationship with Sen. Liana Caitria. His uncle was Jedi Master Kit Fisto in the Clone Wars, who sat on the Jedi Council in the last years of his life.
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Kam Fisto Toran
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Klani Uthum
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Given Name: Dietrich
Middle Name: None
Surname: Reezen

Faction: The Galactic Empire
Rank: Captain of the Pillar
Position: An Imperial Officer

Race: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant

Date of Birth: 16 BBY

Height: 1.7 meters
Weight: 130 pounds
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Black
Complexion: Pale
Additional Features: None. Did not have a very distinctive career.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Other Relations: Unknown

Biography: Dietrich Reezen was raised on Coruscant. A memorable event of his life was when (Excerpt from the Courtship of Princess Leia)

Quote:
Once, when Reezen was in his early teens, he'd watched a military parade on Courscant with his father, and during the parade Darth Vader, Dark Lord of the Sith, had stalked by - nearly. Instead, Vader had halted the parade, stopped to look at Reezen, pat him on the head. Reezen remembered how his frightened image had been reflected in the Dark Lord's helmet, remembered the cold terror as that armoured hand patted his head, but Vader had only said softly, "As you serve the Empire, trust your sensitivity," and then he moved on.


He joined the Imperial Academy right when reaching the needed age, and while succeeding in second in his class, managed to have a career that was not very distinctivem, due to his strong lack of family wealth or family connections.

Awards: Due to not having a distinctive career, none.[/img]


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 Post Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 6:27 pm    Post subject:
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Given Name: Jarlaxle
Middle Name: Unknown
Surname: Unknown

Faction: None.
Rank: N/A
Position: N/A

Race: Human
Homeworld: Corellia

Date of Birth: Unknown

Height: 6'7"
Weight: 112 lbs.
Eye Color: Red
Hair Color: Albino
Complexion: Fair
Additional Features: Seldom seen without his outrageously plumed, wide-brimmed hat.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Other Relations: None

Biography: Slender and tightly muscled, Jarlaxle is a dandy to see. He chooses the brightest colors for his clothes and wears a cape that shines in many colors. Jarlaxle wears a eyepatch, but only as an ornament, since he often switches the patch from eye to eye. He commonly wears short vests with no shirt beneath, and high, hard boots. He is seldom seen without his outrageously plumed, wide-brimmed hat, worn atop his clean-shaven scalp.

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Gavin Young
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Given Name: Jandon
Middle Name:
Surname: Fallor

Faction: Rebel Alliance/Galactic Alliance, New Jedi Order, Avance Federation
Rank: Force Commander, Lord High Councillor
Position: Leader

Race: Human
Homeworld: Tierfon

Date of Birth: 23BBY

Height: 1.76 Metres
Weight: 78 Kgs
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Complexion: Pale, slight tan
Additional Features: Scar on abdomen.

Marital Status: Widower (Mina Wexler 29BBE-1BBE)
Parents: Garrik (father-deceased) Mother unknown
Siblings: Kiryn (sister-younger)
Other Relations: Nicole Wexler (Uncle)

Biography:
Jandon Fallor was born on the backwater world of Tierfon twenty three years before the Battle of Yavin. His childhood was relatively pleasant in spite of the deteriorating state of the galaxy. His father, Garrik, was a freelance technician and his mother ran a small curio shop specializing in homemade goods in the tiny business sector of Gamede, one of the few towns established on Tierfon.

Jandon and his younger sister Kiryn were well taken care of and spoiled at practically every opportunity. Both children were exceptionally bright for their ages and as they grew they became relatively popular in their region for both scholastic and athletic achievements.

Jandon's aptitude placed him in contention for an Imperial Academy scholarship, a distinct rarity, considering that the Empire didn't consider Tierfon as an asset worth even one garrison. In fact the only Imperial presence at all was one holo-net relay station manned by a low level dignitary and his family.

When he reached the age of 17 an event that would forever change him occured. He had just finished running a supply of home spun tunics to his mother's shop and decided to take the family's late model Mobquet landspeeder for a little joyride. He gunned the throttle and pushed the speeder to it's limits, relishing the brief taste of freedom his respite gave him, and knowing just how quickly the moment would pass.

Jandon drove until he was well beyond the city glow of Gamede and finally brought the vehicle to a stop at the crest of a large hill overlooking the town. It was here that he would take the time to stare at the stars and wonder what was out there. Occasionally there were a couple of shooting stars, and since his mother was highly superstitious and some of that rubbed off on him, Jandon would wish upon them.

As he lay there on the speeders hood, he spotted two odd lights moving too slowly to be shooting stars, but far quicker than the communications satellites that orbited Tierfon. He pulled out a pair of macrobinoculars and set it's gain to maximum in order to see the objects as clearly as possible.

He had expected the craft to be a couple of the Z-95 Headhunters attached to the single squadron the Tierfon defence force boasted. But the direction and the time of day that the fighters were flying at now didn't make any sense.

The fighters were on a landing approach vector to the Durstil mountain range, a desolate area of Tierfon. The mountains had been tapped of their metal content years ago and the corporate sector mining operation had informed the general populace that the region was not worth the time and effort of the people for reclamation. Thus the Durstils were casually forgotten. It had been that way for as long as Jandon could remember.
So why were the fighters going there now? And why so late?
His jaw dropped as the image solidified and suddenly his questions were answered. The fighters resembled Z-95s, but the quad ion drives and the four wingtip laser cannons were a dead give away.

Incom T-65s. X-wings. Rebel X-wings.

A lance of fear stabbed into Jandon's stomach as all the stories he had seen on the holo-net of rebel atrocities swam in his mind. Rebel terrorists had destroyed Alderaan, and then shortly after a newly commissioned Imperial peace platform. Currently nearby systems were reporting that Imperial freighter convoys were being systematically destroyed by rebel starfighters and a task force had been commissioned to find and destroy the rebels.

So far, the task force had turned up nothing. The fighters would appear, eliminate their targets and vanish without a trace, leaving the Imperial Navy baffled.

Jandon tracked the X-wings across the skies and suddenly felt a longing. The fighters may have been enemies, but they were so... beautiful. The sleek lines, the slightly forward canted wings... aesthetically they were far prettier than the ugly TIE fighter eyeball design. Jandon wondered what it would be like to get behind the controls of a T-65 and see what it was capable of.

Jandon watched until the fighters performed a perfectly synchronized bank and dipped behind one of the peaks of the Durstils. A million different emotions and plans were crashing through his skull as he drove back to his family's ranch. The perfect opportunity to secure his scholarship had fallen into his lap. All he needed to do was inform the authorities.

As soon as the old Mobquet's engine cut off, Jandon rushed into his home and ran to the family com unit. His fingers numbly keyed in the number for the law enforcement station. As he waited for an answer an odd but enticing thought speared into his mind. It was just a simple image of four ion engines burning a brilliant red in the night sky.

A deputy at the enforcement station picked up and Jandon deactivated the com before the man could utter a word. He couldn't explain the feeling, but he knew that his only chance to see a T-65 up close rested on secrecy. Something that would disappear the second the authorities sent a patrol out to investigate. Plus from what the news on the holo-net said about the rebels, they might well destroy Gamede in retribution for having their base exposed. It was strange, but somehow Jandon didn't consider that option as very likely.

No. He would keep it a secret and investigate the Durstils on his own. Needless to say, Jandon's sleep was very restless and filled with vivid dreams that night.

Jandon had decided to undertake his mission at the end of the week. He had fed his parents a cover story about going camping with a few friends for the weekend, leaving him two days to explore the mountains without arousing suspicion.

That week in school had been the longest of his life. He drifted during his normal classes and the only excitement came from having sim-duels with his friends after class in Gamede's only arcade. It was here that Jandon met the woman that would one day become his wife.

She was gorgeous on a galactic scale, milky white skin, piercing blue eyes and shoulder length brunette hair. She had transferred to Jandon's school earlier in the week and had immediately garnered the reputation of an outsider. She was quiet, outside of class but during galactic civics she was a firebrand. She spoke freely, openly and at great length about the shortcomings of the Empire. The faculty didn't bother reporting her to anyone, deciding that it required less paper work to simply chalk her attitude and views to youthful exuberance and naiveties.

Her name was Mina Wexler, and when Jandon wasn't thinking about the hidden T-65s he was thinking of her. He would see her around and had even signed one of her "Free Rodia Now!" petitions just to get closer to her. Jandon was one of the popular kids and he drew a little flak from his team-mates about his infatuation with the "rebel girl", but Jandon remained undaunted in his pursuit.

After he had cleanly waxed all of his friends in the sim-duels, Jandon screwed up his courage and walked over to the table where Mina was sitting.

Their introductions had been brief and awkward. Jandon did little more than listen to Mina as she talked for hours about her mission to expose Imperial atrocity. Jandon was so entranced with her beauty and drive and spirit that he heard little of what Mina said. She had noticed him drifting and said something about having an Ithorian grandmother to see how much attention he was paying her.

She laughed as he fumbled his way through an excuse, and Jandon melted at the melodic sound. Little did he know, Jandon was absorbing Mina's radical information. It began to make sense to him and he wondered just how much of her ravings were true.

The moment for his expedition finally came and Jandon loaded up his meagre supplies and headed for the Durstils. After hours of fruitless searching, he decided to take a break on a small plateau. Just as he was unwrapping a ration bar he heard the unmistakable sound of blaster safety clicking. He felt the muzzle of the weapon dig into his shoulder blades and suddenly the world went dark as a black cloth sack was placed over his head. Jandon was dragged away into the shadows with his binders shackling his wrists and fearing for his life.

He felt himself roughly slammed into a chair and had to blink as the hood was torn away and a harsh floodlight was beamed into his eyes. His captors were constantly cloaked in shadow and began interrogating him. He was able to ascertain that he was in some kind of cell, but beyond that he had no idea if he was even on Tierfon anymore.

The interrogators poked, prodded and threatened Jandon to try and get some kind of information from him about why he was wandering around in the mountains, what he was looking for and more importantly, who had sent him.

He told his story over and over again until finally his captors left the room. Another hour passed and Jandon jumped as the door to his cell whisked open. The floodlight was deactivated and the normal glow panels flickered to life. His eyes adjusted and then widened at the sight of his visitor.

Mina Wexler.

She was clad in an orange flight suit with the alliance insignia patched on her left shoulder and by the look in her eyes, she was not at all pleased to see him.

She explained to Jandon that the only reason he was still drawing breath was that she had pulled a few serious strings. She had convinced the base commander to place Jandon in her custody. Jandon learned that Mina was actually a rebel intelligence officer charged with the task of finding and recruiting those on Tierfon sympathetic to the alliance cause.

Mina gave Jandon two options: 1. Join the fight to rid the galaxy of Imperial tyranny. Or 2. Spend the rest of the war or the rest of his life in the cell he currently occupied. The decision had been obvious.

During the next year and a half, Jandon led a secret life. By day he performed his normal day to day duties. But by night, Mina trained him to be a weapon. She taught him basic hand to hand combat skills, and marksmanship. He learned tactics and procedures of Imperial soldiers, intelligence gathering methods, and most importantly of all; Starfighter combat.

Jandon quickly became a highly competent and proficient fighter pilot, racking up sim numbers on par with some of the best the alliance had to offer. Before he knew it Jandon was standing in the hangar bay of the Tierfon fighter base staring at the object that had fueled him on his quest into the Durstils in the first place.

An Incom T-65 X-wing Starfighter... His starfighter.

That first training flight was one that he would remember for the rest of his life. Chasing Mina through the Durstil canyons, looping and arcing all over the sky, and shooting training drones on the dark side of Tierfon's second moon. It was an experience that he relived every time he fired up the fighter's engines.

With his training completed, Jandon was inducted into the rebel alliance and assigned to Blue squadron, the base's primary defence and patrol group. It was the proudest day of his life, but bittersweet in the fact that he could never tell his family or what few friends he had left.

Fate however would shatter the thin barrier of secrecy that shielded Jandon's lives from one another.

An Imperial counter-espionage agent had learned of a possible rebel stronghold on Tierfon and had immediately signalled for the task force to come and investigate.

The alliance base went dark. Patrol flights ceased for fear of discovery and summary annihilation from the task force, and all personnel were ordered to hole up in the hastily constructed shelters deep within the Durstils.

Jandon and Mena had been in Gamede at the time of the alert and watched with growing concern as more and more of an imperial presence was established on Tierfon.

Squads of stormtroopers patrolled the streets. Curfews were imposed, citizens suspected of collaborating with the rebellion were rounded up and placed into internment camps or disappeared entirely.

Jandon watched helplessly as citizens were dragged from their homes, beaten, shot, or conscripted into the imperial ranks.
He wanted to fight, to blindly charge into the ranks of stormtroopers and try and kick them off his world, but Mina kept him in check. They would be of no use to anyone if they were captured or killed.

They spent the better part of a week playing cat and mouse with the Imperial patrols until Mina received a short-burst coded transmission from the alliance base. The message was but one word.

Evacuate.

It made sense. It wasn't a question of if the base was discovered, it was a question of when. After a harrowing escape from Gamede, Jandon and Mina returned to the fighter outpost to find it in a state of organized chaos.

Shuttles, transports and fighters were being prepped for launch. Tech crews scurried about performing last minute checks on all the craft before hustling into their designated escape ships only to wait and pray.

The alliance commander reasoned that escape was possible. The Imperial task force consisted of a Victory II Star Destroyer and two Lancer picket ships in loose orbit in the skies above. A relatively small amount of force, but enough to decimate the two fighter squadrons and handful of support ships housed in the base.

They would wait until the task force's orbit took them to the far side of Tierfon and then it would be every ship for themselves with the fighters providing as much cover as they could.

The word was given and the alliance craft burst from the hangar like a swarm of angry insects. Blue and Red squadrons assumed a tight cover formation around the fleeing transports and all seemed as if they might actually make a clean break.

The Imperial's had been caught off guard, but their response time was immaculate. As soon as the rebel ships were detected the task force burned for high orbit in an effort to cut them off from their hyperspace vectors.

In a manner of seconds the Victory disgorged it's TIEs and the X-wings of Red and Blue squadrons broke to engage.

The alliance fought valiantly but it became clear to Jandon that they were slowly being overwhelmed. Within the first five minutes of combat Jandon had achieved five kills, but there was no time to rest on laurels. A sharp bleating from his target acquisition software notified him that a squadron of Assault Gunboats had entered the system and were closing fast.

The Gunboats with their heavy compliment of missiles could make short work of the small alliance convoy from long range. Jandon knew this, the Imperials knew this, and the alliance commander knew this. The time for heroism was over.

When all was said and done, only thirty-five percent of the alliance support ships made it to the rally point just outside the Tierfon system. Only six out of the twenty four fighters remained, Jandon and Mina among them.

Jandon would later find out that the city of Gamede was levelled from orbit by the Imperial task force to set an example to other would be traitors.

With a last look at Tierfon's primary, Jandon eased a lever forward and disappeared into the mottled pink and purple swirls of hyperspace, leaving behind almost everything that he had known and loved. Forever.

Jandon and Mina were later assigned to the Nebulon-B frigate Larkhness and spent much of the war before Yavin engaging in diversionary strikes against lightly defended Imperial assets all over the outer rim. During this time they had grown very close, both of them denying promotion and reassignment to be with each other. Both deeply in love, but both terrified that someday one of them would go on a mission and not come back. With the impressive numbers the pair racked up during their mission, alliance command couldn't find a reason to split them up and didn't fault them for the path they walked.

After participating in the Battle of Yavin, Jandon and Mina decided to throw caution to the wind. In a small ceremony the two were wed by Princess Leia and held each other watching the remains of the Death Star burn up in a brilliant pyrotechnic display. For the first time since the flight from Tierfon, Jandon felt at peace.

For a time all in the universe was right and just. Jandon was contemplating resigning his commission and settling down somewhere with Mina to raise a family. Those plans were shattered with the arrival of the Second Deathstar.

During the Battle of Hoth aftermath, Jandon and Mina became separated from their squadron and were quickly cut off. They fought desperately but the odds were against them as swarms of Ties enveloped them. Jandon's X-wing took a direct hit that shredded the top starboard ion engine and sent him in a wildly uncontrolled spin. With all of his systems offline, and his fighter hurtling away from the battle, the Imperials ignored him.

Mina wasn't so fortunate.

Jandon gritted his teeth together and worked frantically to get his com systems back on line. After suffering a few minor shocks, the communicator bleeped to life... just in time to hear Mina's final shriek of pain as her X-wing was obliterated.

Jandon was numb and despondent long after the search and rescue team found him. The constant knowledge that he wasn't there for the woman he loved when she needed him the most ate away at him. He couldn't walk down the corridors of the Larkhness without being reminded of Mina, and his sleep was infested with nightmares of her final moments.

The only time he could concentrate was when he was in the simulator pods. His flight status had been revoked due to his mental state and Jandon knew that he couldn't get revenge on the Imperials if he was grounded. So using the pain and anguish as fuel, Jandon threw himself into trying to heal himself.

The pain never went away, but as time went on, he was able to suppress it enough to convince the Republic med-techs that he was fit to fly again.

When he was finally cleared for active duty, he fought in over thirteen battles

Jandon fought these battles with droid like emotion and found that no matter how many Ties he blew away, it was never enough, and it seemed as if the Republic was giving up on completely destroying the Imperial Empire.

Jandon became disgruntled with this new policy, convinced a tech to list his X-wing as destroyed in the Republic Armed Forces database and resigned his commission. He traveled to Nar Shadaa, and when he wasn't drowning his sorrow in alcohol he was flying mercenary combat missions for any squadron that would hire him.

With every sortie, Jandon hopes that someday he will either redeem himself in Mina's eyes or join her in the great beyond.

Will update when i think of something interesting.
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Given Name: Kalydon
Middle Name: Thanatos
Surname: Skirata

Faction: Galactic Empire
Rank: Commodore in the Special Forces
Position: Flag Officer of the 16 Defensive Squadron at Thanagar

Race: Human/Mandalorian
Homeworld: Kamino

Date of Birth: 17 BBy

Height: 6'5"
Weight: 184 lbs.
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde/brown
Complexion: Caucasian
Additional Features: Scar on back from a vibrosword during melee practice.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Kal & Illipi Skirata
Siblings: Unknown
Other Relations: Kaminoans (Deceased as result of raid by 501st Legion)

Biography: Kalydon Skirata, the son of Sergeant Kal Skirata (the man who helped train the Republic's Clone Commandos), born 17 BBY.

Kalydon Skirata, or simply "Kal" by the Kaminoans, was taught by his father of the Mandalorians, the various armies that have been created, and the many that have fallen. He was taught of the Grand Army of the Republic, it's victory over the CIS, the "supposed" betrayal of the Jedi, and the rise of the Galactic Empire.
Kalydon loved the stories of heroes and villains, the battles and wars. He was shown the training material for an elite unit during the Clone Wars, called the Republic Commandos.

Kalydon had never seen anything like it, a four man squad who all moved in unison, silent, professional, and very deadly. They were magnificent.
In the 5 years he spent on Kamino, he learned a great deal surprisingly. Then one day, an alarm sounded, Kalydon thought it was a battle, and that the new Clones the Kamionans were breeding could finally fight.

But the enemy was different, they also bore white armor, though this armor was different. He felt different looking at it, he felt cold, emotionless, they looked like souless warriors, much like the Clone Army appeared. Then the battle started, this new enemy, the Imperial 501st Legion or more aptly known as "Vader's Fist", began slaughtering the rookie clones. They didn't stand a chance, the 501st was reknown for their brutal victories during the war. Then a new face appeared, a set of green armor, and a T-shaped visor...a Mandalorian. An wall exploded near Kalydon and he was knocked to near unconsciousness.

All he could see was a blur, the next thing he knew, he was sitting in an orphanage with a woman staring at him. Everything went dark after that.

Years later he joined with the Imperial Navy as a Special Forces officer, and was gven command of the Venator Star Destroyer Black Star.

For awhile, he grew board of patroling the rear end of space, since his tactics were deemed "unorthodox" by his superiors. His attacks relied on his infantry, whom he had a hand in during their "retraining" abord the Black Star. He taught them of the Mandalore, how they fought, methods, tactics, and honor.


His attacks on a planet were fast and crushing. A quick insertion of a stealth Commando-styled team would destabilze the enemy position, afterwards the Black Star would land and become an LZ. The regular troops would then disembark and press on. Standard walker mechs like the AT-AT were disliked by Kalydon because his forces needed speed and mobility, not a walking anti-armor magnet.


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Captain--Dark Trooper IV




"In five millennia, the Mandalorians fought with and against a thousand armies on a thousand worlds.

They learned to speak as many languages and absorbed weapons technology and tactics from every war.

And yet, despite the overwhelming influence of alien cultures, and the absence of a true home world and even species, their own language not only survived but changed little; their way of life and their philosophy remained untouched; and their ideals and sense of family, of identity of nation, were only strengthened.

Armor is not what makes a Mandalorian. Armor is simply a manifestation of an impenetrable, unassaliable heart. "

— Passage from "Mandalorians: Identity and Language"


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Given Name: Gilder
Middle Name: -
Surname: -

Faction: -
Rank: -
Position: Pirate

Race: Human
Homeworld: Nar Shadda

Date of Birth: 25009

Height: 1.95m
Weight: 79kg
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: White
Additional Features:

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Father: unknown mother: Florina(deceased)
Siblings: -
Other Relations: Pet parrot: "Willy"

Biography: To be expanded later. In short, raised on Nar Shadda by his single mother, felt oppressed by the tyranny of the Hutts, when his mother died he found his way off world, were he fell in with a band of pirates. Horrified by the length that his crew mates went to get money, he betrayed them, got his own ship, and started pirating, but with morals: he only attacked those ships which he viewed as corrupt such as Imperials or Hutts. somehow a crazy woman called Clara started chasing after him as another pirate with morals. Few years later, his luck ran out, and his ship got impounded on Corellia.
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Given Name: Clara
Middle Name: -
Surname: Primula

Faction: -
Rank: -
Position: Pirate

Race: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant

Date of Birth: 25011

Height: 1.76m
Weight: 60kg
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Complexion: White
Additional Features:

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Father: Ballon Primula Mother: Athea Primula
Siblings: Brother: Cavan Primula Sister: Dowra Primula
Other Relations:

Biography: To be expanded later. In short, born to a rich family of Coruscant, Clara took several trips in her family's yachts as a child, and grew familiar with ships. A couple of years ago, at a port, she saw a pirate named Gilder. Shortly afterwards she bought a ship and became a pirate with morals, like him, with the goal of tracking down Gilder. Eventually she found out that Gilder got his ship impounded on Corellia and when she got there she promptly got her ship impounded as well.
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Given Name: James
Middle Name: Tee
Surname: Vita

Faction: None
Rank: N/A
Position: N/A

Race: Shi'ido
Homeworld: Coruscant

Date of Birth: 41 years ago

(usual appearance)
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 180 lbs
Eye Color: Bright Silver
Hair Color: Bald
Complexion: White
Additional Features: Muscular Human with artificially shined silver eyes, wears dark goggles during light hours

Marital Status: Unmarried
Parents: Allira Stevenson and Salan Vita
Siblings: none
Other Relations: none

Biography:

As a child, James Vita excelled at his studies and was expected by his parents to become a respected politician. All was not well with this particular child, however. At school he was a bullied by beings jealous of his talents. He developed psychological defects as a result of this torture. Eventually it became too much and he lost control, putting one of his tormentors in hospital. Though his crime was one of self-defense, he was treated harshly by his school’s administration and expelled. His fall from grace was not to end there. Horrified by the violent streak in their son, James’ parents threw him from their home, and disowned him. All trace of him was removed from their home and their lives.

Overcome with grief and anger, James stole a speeder and led authorities on a high speed chase through the skies of Coruscant, narrowly escaping death when he crashed it in a tunnel. He was in hospital for two weeks and in rehab for a further four. After this he was sent to prison for his crime, where he was sodomised by two older inmates. He eventually lost control again, this time killing the pair, a crime which landed him in Kessel prison. Life in Kessel was hard on young James, but he managed to survive by befriending an ophthalmologist who worked for a terrorist organization. The doctor was in prison for multiple counts of murder. He taught James how to fight, instilling in him a killer instinct that would change his life forever. After nine years of training, James was ready for the doctor’s final gift, an artificial shine job on his eyes, one which would allow him perfect vision in the darkness of Kessel’s mines. Six months after this procedure, James, under the guide of the doctor, started a riot in the mines. Several guards and hundreds of inmates were killed. In the chaos, James and the Doctor escaped.

It was then that James learned a valuable lesson; trust no-one. The Doctor abandoned him shortly after their escape and left him to fend for himself. He had learned astrophysics while at school, and had undergone simulator training as a fighter pilot as part of an extracurricular activity. Using these skills, he stole an old X-Wing and hid out on Nar Shaddaa. On Nar Shaddaa he found out that there was a large price on his head. Several Bounty Hunters and mercenaries attempted to capture him and claim this bounty. All were unsuccessful. This further enhanced his reputation as a stone cold killer, and more than doubled the bounty. He was leaving Nar Shaddaa when a figure from his past emerged from the oblivion. The Doctor was back, and had attracted a large amount of attention from local authorities. James took care of this problem in a way that only he could. For his efforts he got a blaster bolt in the back. He survived, but was arrested and sent to an unnamed world, called as such because of the atrocities commited on the inmates by their bloodthirsty captors.

Though he had to pay for the crimes of himself and the Doctor, James realized that he had been given a final lesson; that of survival. If he survived this prison he truly would be ready for whatever life threw at him. As he soon learned, it was not that simple. He had to endure the predatory inmates, cruel guards and horrific conditions. The former was a simple task, no more than he had endured at Kessel, but the latter two were a definitive shock to the system. When a prisoner attacked him he could simply beat them up or kill them, but when the guards attacked he could run, in which case they would hunt him down and beat him more, or he could endure their beatings in the hope that they would tire quickly. The conditions he had to endure wore him down, until he learned to work with them, and make them play to his strengths. Once he had achieved this, he began to plot his escape. Once again he incited a riot, whipping the inmates into a murderous frenzy. This time was different to Kessel in the fact that he left not a single guard alive to call for backup. A prison such as this was not in any official records, and was quickly forgotten after James left.

This was a chance for normality for James, but the killer instinct the Doctor instilled in him refused to leave his psyche, and he was fired from every job he succeeded in applying for. At this point he accepted that fact that he would never have a normal life, and started looking in the underworld for a job. One unwitting application came when he was minding his own business in a bar. A small, runty looking man was alone in a booth when two burly scumbags came in and accosted him. James intervened and killed both men with his bare hands. The man revealed himself to be a powerful underworld figure. He arranged for the two bodies to be disposed of and took James to his establishment. For the first time in his life, James was content. The authorities never left him alone, though, and were always hauling him off to their headquarters whenever an enemy of his boss went missing. For the most part he was guilty, but with the lack of evidence he was let go time and again. He eventually left the employ of the man, and struck out on his own as a freelancer. There were several small jobs, but none paid very well. He advertised on the holonet and struck gold. Somebody was offering him two billion credits for a simple retrieval operation.

He took the job, and went to Belsavis in search of his quarry. Unfortunately it was not as easy as he had hoped, and his quarry had several bodyguards that had to be disposed of. Still he managed to retrieve them, and hire a smuggler to take him to Manaan, where he was to deliver his cargo. The smuggler obviously recognized him from Kessel, and threatened to return him. James bested him, and forced him to land. Shortly before said landing, James dropped the smuggler out of the landing ramp, critically injuring him. He took delivery of his credits and bought a fighter. After customizing it, he set out for Corellia in search of a job.

While on Corellia, he saved the life of a young Coronet Hotel employee. As had been the case before in his dealings with the authorities, they did not trust him. Fortunately there was little evidence on which they could hold him, and they were forced to let him go. The man intent on killing the young girl had several friends who were not at all happy about how things turned out. They tried to assassinate James, but he escaped and killed both. It seemed that here on Corellia the simple act of taking someone's life had repurcussions in the form of someone else wanting you dead. James was jumped in a bar by two thugs related to his most previous victim. He defeated but did not get to finish the job as the bartender used a silent alarm to call the authorites. He barely escaped the authorities, and chose this moment to leave Corellia to seek his fortune elsewhere.

Awards: N/A

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Given Name: Eliana
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: Tamerin

Faction: Galactic Alliance
Rank: Division Captain
Position: Zeltiin Squad Leader - Starfighter Corps

Race: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant

Date of Birth: 06-13-25026

Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 107 lbs
Eye Color: blue-grey
Hair Color: red
Complexion: fair
Additional Features:

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Jorax and Alexandra Tamerin (Deceased)
Siblings: none
Other Relations: Not aware of any still alive

Biography: Born to a couple who were wealthy and influential businessbeings in the highest echelons of the Coruscani social hierarchy, wanted nothing but the best for their beloved daughter, and spared no expense to see to it that she got exactly that. She was provided with the highest-level of education for her age in the best-renowned Coruscani institutions of learning, and early-on developed a knack for leadership unmatched amongst her peers. When she found that she wanted something, Eliana always got it, no matter at what cost. Her parents, however, crossed the wrong people in their business dealings, and when Eliana was twelve, before she had even completed her education, an influential Imperial ordered a unit of Stormtroopers to raid their apartment and kill both of them, after having planted evidence linking them to one of the most powerful Coruscani drug-running syndicates within their home. Even as the Stormtroopers used a flash torch to tear open the front door to their home, she had some idea of what was going on, and made good her escape into the labyrinthine ventilation ducts throughout their home, managing to avoid the Imperial soldiers long enough to make her way out. She found that the ventilation ducts ended near the Imperial Starport barely two kilometers from her old home, and decided that would be her best chance for survival.

She made friends with a local group of smuggler’s, and was soon after accepted into their fold for her skills with negotiating her way into and out of things. The Imperials, however, had not forgotten her existence, and hunted her constantly, forcing the entire crew to continuously change ports-of-call. While if they were in any other line of business this would have been an inconvenience, as smugglers this was little more than added motivation to make their deliveries in an expedient manner. They could not, however, throw off the authorities forever. When Eliana was fourteen, as the ship left the orbit of Tatooine, the Imperial forces operating from one of its primary moons sprung a trap they had staged many months earlier. In a panic, the crew turned tail and fled back toward the surface, but the ship was quickly disabled. The captain brought the ship into orbit so that the escape pods could be jettisoned and his crew’s lives could be preserved, but Eliana barely escaped with her life in a battered escape pod, along with just two other members of the crew.

The escape pod barely made it into the atmosphere of Tatooine intact, and was noticed by many of the citizens of Mos Espa as it tore across the sky, sending up a plume of sand. A local Hutt crimelord, operating in secret, Darba, sent a contingent of his thugs to retrieve the pod and enslave any passengers. When they found Eliana, she was unconscious, a gash across her forehead oozing blood, but she was still very much alive. She was pressed into a life of servitude to Darba, but continued resisting capture in her very own unique way. As she befriended the others serving Darba, Eliana convinced them to act as her eyes and ears throughout his palace, assisting her in spying on the Hutt’s operations and dealings, and giving her a kind of power over the compound that not even Darba possessed: trust. As the trust the others placed in Eliana grew, so did her power within Darba’s palace, and as her power grew, Darba’s rapidly eroded away until the Hutt found himself with none left whom he could trust. After several years of work and planning, Eliana knew the time had come when she could seize control, and did so efficiently, having her contacts dispatch the Hutt’s guards and even Darba himself. Her first act of leadership as the new administrator of Darba’s compound, Eliana freed all those who had been pressed into a life of slavery by the vile gangster, and distributed his assets amongst all those freed. She never forgot to reward those who remained loyal to her in achieving her goals.

After the entire Darba ordeal was over and done with, Eliana moved on with her life. She turned over the former Hutt’s compound to one of her associates, headed for the planet's bustling cities. There she found the offices of the Galactic Alliance, and signed up.

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Given Name: Drake IIM-3
Middle Name: N/A
Surname: N/A

Faction: None
Rank: None
Position: Bounty Hunter/Mercinary for hire

Race: Human/Droid
Homeworld: Unknown

Date of Birth: Can't remember (Before 5 BBY)

Height: 5" 9'
Weight: 287 lbs.
Eye Color: Terqoise/Red
Hair Color: Brown (what's left of it)
Complexion: Bit Pale/Shiney
Additional Features: Numerous modifications, including ability to modify himself and upload data into his droid brain. Any others currently unknown.

Marital Status: Single
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Other Relations: Unknown, unless you count the droid

Biography: Drake IIM-3 is a complex being. Two complex being, to be exact.

Drake IIM-3 was 'created', for lack of a better word, in 5 BBY as a combination of man and droid. The human part, Drake, remembers little from before he was created (and strangely doesn't care about remembering), while the droid part, IIM-3, won't say much, and claims to not know that much about Drake anyways. According to IIM-3, Drake was injured in a near-fatal accident. IIM-3's previous owner, a very insaine scientist, saved Drake by fusing him with parts from IIM-3 in the lack of any nearby medical facilities or supplies. The scientist, however, did the operation in such a way that IIM-3's conciousness and programming was fused into the body as well, in order to save Drake. Thus, Drake IIM-3 is two beings in one body. While the scientist intended to put IIM-3's personality and programming into a new body, he died before this happened.

Unsure what to do with his apparent new lease on life, and with a more than slightly violent-minded droid brain talking to him in the back of his head, Drake turned to bounty hunting, jumping from backwater world to backwater world, catching smalltime criminals for local law enforcement groups. He also learned how to modify the droid portion of his body, and started picking up new parts from shut-down and otherwise unwanted droids and other macinery and used them to 'improve' himself.

He later built R3-B out of a discarded R3 droid, and heavily modified the droid. Among the modifications was the removal of the old legs and the addition of a B2 Battledroid blaster arm and a second arm and reinforced legs from an LE series repair droid.

*More may come later...*

Awards: He's a bounty hunter. Like he cares about awards.

*END FILE*
_________________
Drake IIM-3
Bounty Hunter/Mercinary for Hire

R3-B
Drake IIM-3's loyal companion

Assests:
99,850 Credits

Nora Stark
Owner and head of StarteK Industries

Assets:
21,350,000 Credits
StarteK Industries


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