[b]Appearance:[/b]
[hider=Jernigan Corvi][img]http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs42/i/2009/081/6/c/Brauk_by_mohzart.jpg[/img][/hider]
[b]Name:[/b] Jernigan Corvi
[b]Age:[/b] 28
[b]Planet of Birth:[/b] Thyferra
[b]Species:[/b] Human

[b]Skills/Abilities:[/b]
- Ace Pilot: Behind the controls of a freighter, starfighter, speeder or swoop, Corvi is untouchable. 
- Vehicle Thief: Corvi is a pretty good vehicle thief, able to suddenly come into possession of transportation he doesn't own.
- Mechanic: Corvi knows how to keep vehicles and ships in tip-top shape. He does a lot of modifications himself.
- Combat Trained: Corvi has received basic ground combat and survival training like many other Imperial pilots.
- Medic: Coming from Thyferra, Corvi knows a lot more about bacta and how to use it than most people.

[b]Equipment:[/b]
- Black Zephyr-S swoop bike, hacked IFF, modified for altitude so it can fly as high as an airspeeder if needed.
- Full set of cold weather gear coloured in greens and browns. Taken from Thyferra many years ago.
- Full Imperial-issue pilot suit with life support.
- Modified Power-5 Heavy blaster pistol (full size barrel).
- Exhaustive range of tools for vehicle and starship repairs.
- Set of lockpicks, multitools and security breakers for 'borrowing' vehicles that aren't his.
 
[b]Personality:[/b]
Corvi is the friendly and personable sort, willing to share a lomin-ale with his cohorts while playing sabacc or watching a Grav-ball tournament on the Holonet. Even though he generally remains in a state of good cheer, he is not given over to excessive displays of emotion.

Corvi's genial attitude tends to fizzle a bit when discussing betrayal. He knows first hand the feeling of being sold out, and has no desire to go through it again. To that end, loyalty is something he values, even if he's not happy about it, and he dislikes having to be disloyal. By that same token the Empire is something of a sore point, seeing as they framed him for the crimes they were unable to solidly pin on him.

His main personality trait is that very little appears to faze him. Having flown TIE Fighters for many years in extremely dangerous scenarios, he understands the benefits of keeping a cool head and reacting quickly yet without panic. He flies with icy precision, remaining unbothered no matter the difficulty of his task.

Generally, if Corvi visibly reacts in shock or surprise, something has gone very wrong.

[b]History:[/b]
The human population of Thyferra is tiny, and every human is born into either the Xucphra or Zaltin cartels. Jernigan Corvi was lucky to be born to low ranking paper pushers at Xucphra. His childhood was fairly normal, and at eighteen he went to the Imperial Academy to train as a pilot.

While not the best pilot in his class, he performed well enough to get into the 91st Imperial Fighter Wing, serving with distinction on the Rim against pirates and earning his Ace status after three missions. Even so, he didn't much care for the Empire, and while flying nimble TIE Fighters was his one true love, he wasn't all that fond of the Empire as a whole and was eager to leave once his tour was complete.

However, it wasn't to be. Used to being rich, he worked as an operative for a black market aboard his Star Destroyer. While he was quite good covering his tracks, he was caught with enough contraband to incriminate him in a place he would never store it. Definitely a frame-up. His family ties back on Thyferra could not help him and he was subjected to a show court-martial on Coruscant. He got away with his life, but had earned a dishonourable discharge for his endeavours. All in a day's work for his superiors, who had suspected Corvi and manufactured evidence to get rid of him.

His funds drained, Corvi was stranded on Coruscant with no references and no job prospects. Righteously angry about this, Jernigan resolved to hit the Empire where it hurts. Not finding any exposed groin areas to punch, he instead decided to go for their wallets. He needed money. They had plenty. It was only fair. Suffice it to say, he threw in full time with the black market that had helped him while he was in the Imperial Navy. He became an accomplished airspeeder thief and getaway driver, eventually obtaining his own swoop bike for personal use.

But while he became a good criminal, he never got much of a chance to hurt the Empire that had wronged him. So he left, and with his new street cred in the Coruscant underworld, he shacked up with a group of almost-Rebels. Surely they could quench his need for a bit of revenge.