Fallenreaper

Veda: The World We Once Knew...

I'm wondering that myself. I sent him a pm a while ago (10 days), but I've yet to get an answer or feedback. And I've seen him online a few times.

[Deep Core, 6 ATC 4] Mission: Harvest Moon

Drey’s consciousness turned inward. He had slumped into the corner nearest Brair's cockpit, idly listening to the others board. His hand tugged at the shirt collar clinging to him. He hated being out of uniform, but the operation had its orders. Any possible evidence of Empire involvement avoided. No uniforms, weapons or other obvious clues left behind. Drey didn't think it mattered much. The Republic's blame would itself at their front door no matter what.

Ever the good soldier, he followed his orders. He traded in his Imperial uniform for a merc one. The pieces of armor had seen better days. Discolored by age, they had a dull, reddish coloring to the once gunmetal gray. He had them placed on his chest, legs, and face. They protected the most vulnerable areas. The helmet had a faded skull pattern painted over the front. It served well to hid his identity while blending into the unruly crowd of mercs. Underneath it, he wore a simple brown tunic and black trousers ending in boots. His weapons were close at hand with the blaster pistol on his hip and his blaster rifle rested beside him. Any traces marking it as Empire were removed.

When Briar rolled the cruiser to the upper right, his arms snapped and gripped his seat. His elbows locked in place to keep him from toppling over. A harsh grunt slipped past his lips when a heavier merc, far better armored, slammed into his side. The guy muttered an apology as he straightened up immediately.

“It’s a rough ride, don’t worry about it.” Drey genuinely sounded unbothered by it.

Briar had talent as a pilot, but her flight patterns often left newbies rattled or queasy. In one’s case, Drey heard him hurl chunks on the metal grate. Drey couldn’t help the soft chuckle muffled by his helmet. When Briar’s voice came over the speakers, his hand moved to his blaster rifle. He quickly unclipped the seat's straps and stood upright. While the others were filing toward the boarding tube, he looked at the door to the cockpit. A few moments passed until life stirred from him.

His index finger curled then he did a few quick taps on the cockpit’s frame. Back in the day, whenever he departed from her ship, he started this tradition. It was his way to let her know she did well. Drey knew he couldn’t exactly tell her right now or guarantee he would survive to tell her afterward. So the little gesture worked best.

He inhaled.Go time, he thought then he began to file out with the rest. He doubted that Captain Corvinian knew he was on board because the rooster was vast. Drey truthfully didn’t know how Collem might’ve reacted to his presence, but he didn’t risk a negative one. Besides, he was a soldier first and a friend second.

Drey rushed out into the hanger. He followed the last of his boarding party right into the thick of the fighting. Heavy blaster fire came in from all directions. The Republic troopers attempted to advance. They failed.

A man next to him went down. The shot to his head took him down fast, the corpse crumbled and others kicked it away. No respect for the dead until after the fight. Drey hunched down. He overheard orders for counter fire. His eyes found nearby offloaded cargo crates and slide into cover. He took a knee then listened to the shots. His eyes caught the form of a Falleen Sith slip into one of the far, less busy corridors. Naturally, the Jedi went for the bigger threats: the Sith. The Jedi scum, unfortunately, numbered the few Apprentices he counted earlier. Eventually, a Jedi would cross their path. For now, Drey discarded this thought. Worry didn't help survival odds.

A bolt hissed as it darted past his helmet.

In response, Drey pulled up. He fired the blaster rifle trigger three times. One trooper dropped from a blow to the head, another clipped in a shoulder and the final shot missed. He dropped behind the crate. The man next to him popped up. He let out his own two shots and also dropped down. Like a well-oiled machine, they took turns firing in rotation. The blasts were random as they observed each other’s stance, ready to take the other's place. Drey’s heart began to thump heavily against his chest. The adrenaline filled his head until it buzzed, the idea of surviving death lingered at the back of his mind.

“Fucking Republic,” his shooting partner hissed.

“I rather deal with Republic troopers than the Jedi. Eventually, one will cross our path if the Sith don't deal with them.”

The man got back up and fired, “Are they that tough?”

“Haha, you better believe it. One on one combat, you want to avoid at all costs.” Drey answered and took his turn.

He spotted a Republic trooper take a chance and rush ahead of schedule. When his ally rose for his turn, Drey’s hand shoved his head back down. The man went to curse at him, but a blaster shot narrowly missing his head. It silenced him. Drey turned back to his 'friend'.

“I think it’s time to switch up the pattern. Don’t want them picking us off, right?” He suggested.

“Right,” the merc said, catching his breath again. The shock poured into his stature, but Drey continued to ignore it. For the man, only gaining experience would change it.

“You toss a flash grenade and I’ll give you cover fire. Ready?”

The man nodded. Drey counted down on his fingers before he rose and opened fire. Several shots flew toward the enemy. The last few stranglers dropped down for cover again. A few mercs, seeing Drey’s aggression, joined in his attack. A firestorm provided the perfect cover. The young merc pulled the pin then tossed the flash grenade. Drey's hand jerked to cut his neck as a universal gesture to stop. All fire died down from his improvised team.

Seeing an opportunity, the enemy looked out from cover and aimed to return fire. A blinding flash followed by a deafening sound met them instead. Drey briefly ducked behind the metal crates until it died. He gestured for half of the mercs to advance before the rest started a new round of blaster fire on their targets.

Drey watched the surviving troopers slip into the nearest corridor. Once in a while, they stopped to fire causing Drey and his team to seek cover. Seven mercs had followed him into the upcoming storm. It became a shitty one soon enough. A human woman in her late twenties walked down the hall with purpose. Her hand pulled a metal cylinder into it. It hissed to life, a green blade of light at the end. A Jedi had arrived. She began to bat away the blaster shots, deflecting them into the walls or floor. A lucky shot almost hit a merc on occasion.

“Shit, fine.” Drey looked to the men.

“Open fire with everything you got, but aim for the allies, not the Jedi. She will hold back to protect her allies. Don't stop firing until they stop moving. One of you get a grenade ready and toss it at the Jedi’s feet. I’ll do the rest.”

They nodded then began to pour down a hail of fire on the small group. Drey pulled his helmet off. He needed the full range of sight for this shot. The earlier merc he befriended had gotten out a grenade and looked at him. He smiled then counted down from three.

Three.

Two.

One.

The explosive bounced toward the Jedi’s feet. Immediately the Jedi stretched out her hand to send it. She spotted Drey move into position too late. The aim to spread out her focus working perfectly.

As Drey pulled from cover, he aimed for the grenade. When the Jedi moved to throw it back, he had already fired twice. One-shot at the grenade, the other at her ally. Drey just smirked.

An explosion engulfed the Jedi and her allies. It sent their bodies into the far wall as they crumbled into the floor. When it died, Drey and his team continued. Drey stepped over the corpses. He paused at the Jedi's. He aimed his blaster rifle down and double-tapped. The Jedi's body twitched from the impact but it didn't move again. He couldn’t be too careful with these force users as he rushed to catch up with the other mercs.

[Deep Core, 6 ATC 4] Mission: Harvest Moon

Late arrival Drey Remun reporting in. I'm working on a post, but he'll have been there the whole time and with the main force of mercs. Aka, a face in the crowd for the moment. A perk of an Imperial trooper he can blend in until he decides not to. I just need time to sort out the scene in my head first for my post.

[Tython, 6 ATC 2] Lo and Behold

Lo Lya’Tre sighed. She rested her elbow on the bunk’s edge and rested her muzzle on her hand, her eyes scanned the room’s interior for a distraction. All her efforts failed. Her fur rippled from the boredom creeping into her mind. It battered at her wall and created fissures, allowing her worry to spill out. They swirled and spread outward. A blackness centered around her heart where it threatened to strangle it. Feeling the anxiety building, Lo closed her eyes.

She reached deep inside herself. Her breath inhaled then exhaled, letting the fear flow into the air. In and out, her mind focused on her breathing exercises. Slowly the dark thoughts faded with the passing minutes. It wouldn’t last, but for now, she had clarity in her thinking. A temporary peace. It frustrated Lo never to feel it for longer than a few hours a day. Every time she relaxed, a situation brought her negative thoughts to hound her. She hoped in time, she could better deal with her insecurities. For now, her efforts would have to be enough.

A spike of energy caused her foot to tingle and twitch. She glanced to the side and sighed, feeling her body become restless. Her mind turned to her internal clock. Though she lost track of the days, she still held onto the twenty-four hours in a day. According to it, Dai’s shift ended a few minutes ago. The human was a part of the crew and been Lo’s assigned bunkmate for the journey. Dai’s grumpy attitude had indicated she hated the idea of a bunkmate, in private soften toward Lo. This confused the young Bothan enough to ask Master Arv why. Master Arv, one of two Jedi knights that accompanied her from H’Ratth, had hinted it had to do with her age. This left Lo with mixed feelings on the matter. Still, she knew it didn’t hurt to be friendly.

Her thoughts were distracted when she felt her force sense tug at her. She turned her head in time to see Dai open the door and slide in, closing it behind her. The harsh expression melted into compassion. As she moved past Lo, the girl took the gentle pat on her head. Casually Lo turned about, watching her friend sit upon the bunk and rub her face.

“Everything all right?” Lo asked quietly.

Dai paused, peering one eye through her fingers. She sighed then dropped her hands to her lap. The hardened woman struggled with the right words before pouring out her thoughts in a blunt fashion.

“Yeah, I think. Just worried about your future is all. You’re so young and it’s hard to believe you’re a Padawan.”

"I don't look like it, but I am. I'm also proud to be a Jedi. I’m going to help the galaxy.”

Dai smiled, her hand raised to flatten out her hair back. “Just… be careful, okay? Maybe we’ll see each other from time to time.”

“I’m sure we will. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be okay. I won’t do anything stupid.”

“Good, night kid. I’ll see you around.”

“Night Dai.” With that parting phrase, Lo exited the bunk and searched for Jedi knights Typhis and Thorne.

“Lo, settle down. You’re more jittery than a wild nerf.”

Lo turned to look at Jedi Knight Typhis letting out a chuckle. She frowned, unsure what to reply to that. The Zabrak simply flashed her a reassuring smile. It revealed his sharp canines, but he had good intentions. She learned this on numerous occasions while riding the speeder bikes late into the evening. Tribal tattoos decorated the sides of his face down to his shoulder and she suspected also the arms. His skin took on a pale yellow color that reminded Lo of the desert pictures in the library. She found it rather pretty since it drew similarities to her lighter fur.

“You know he’s right. I rather not tell Master Rothul that you tie yourself into knots.” Jedi Throne joke, his amusement caused Lo to stop fiddling with her fingers.

“I’m sorry. I know I should be better, but I can’t stop.” Lo examined.

“It’s not something you can make stop, but learn to deal with. Just trust that in time, Master Rothul and you will learn the key to dealing with it.” Typhis sounded confident enough that Lo smiled.

“I hope you’re right.”

“Have faith, now prepare yourself. I believe we’re landing shortly.”

A loud rumbling deafened everyone in the shuttle as it began to land. Lo held onto the straps securing her into place. Her fur flattened against her body until the shuttle grounded to a stop. One by one, the two Jedi casually rose from their seats. Typhis gestured Lo to follow them toward the exit ramp. She nodded then hopped onto her feet, walking in their wake. The trio entered the docking bay while the staff brushed past, all of them working to unload the supply crates.

“Someone should be along to pick you up shortly. We have to make our reports and finish up other businesses. Try to relax, little Lo.” Throne encouraged as they left her alone.

[Tython, 6 ATC 2] Lo and Behold

Blurb

Lo Lya'Tre, a newly christen padawan, has arrived on Tython. While waiting for Master Rothul to arrive, who will she encounter and how will she pass the waiting period? She only hopes she doesn't die from boredom before she becomes an official Jedi.

This Thread is for Lo to gain interactions with other Jedi characters, create relationships, and pass the time while waiting for Master Rothul to arrive. I'm open to any suggestions for mini-adventures, activities, etc. Merely suggest it and we'll discuss it as a group. Who knows, we might get into a speeder race across the planet's landscape. The thread might come to its conclusion when Master Rothul's player intro her character into it, but that's up for debate and flexible.

If you decide to hop in, please pop in a link to your character sheet in the character tab.

[Tython, 6 ATC 2] Lo and Behold

Cast of Characters

Lo Lya'Tre

[Tython, 6 ATC 2] Lo and Behold

*scratches* Been too long since I made a thread on this site...

[Approved] Lo Lya'Tre, Jedi Padawan

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How long do you usually write?
One to two to several paragraphs

Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?
Yes

Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?
Yes, to the point of understanding. I'm not a Nazi about it, but I want to be able to understand it without struggling.

Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?
Grey shade stories. I like showing different sides of a single coin and exploring character development.

Is there anything you really dislike and want to avoid like the plague?
Auto-killing and god-modding my character.

Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?
For this one, I'm pretty all right with most things. As long as you check with me first of course.

Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?

Short term
I didn’t have a Jedi character or a less traumatized character. So I made Lo to fill in that role, hoping to write out her journey from start to end as a Jedi. I also wanted to give the players of Master Dominik a little padawan to heal the hole his first one left with his death. I do hope someone scars her during her journey into the galaxy.

Long Term
The only long term goals I have are getting Lo up to at least Knight and maybe Master eventually. If anyone has ideas or wants to include her in their own individual plots, I would love it. Even if you just need a rival Jedi to counter and challenge your Sith at key milestones.

Notes

For now, these are the baseline of what I knew for sure. As she grows and develops, her CS will alter and reflect that. Including new flaws or strengths and skills.

Jedi Temple Public Records

Name: Lo Lya'Tre
Species: Bothan
Homeworld: Toydaria
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Rank: Padawan
Master: Dominik Rothul
Former master(s): None
Apprentice(s): None

Jedi Temple Internal Records

_{Short description of the Jedi.}

Lo considers herself pretty average in looks for her race. She is a young Bothan and she looks like a younger version of the adults, her body having an athletic build. Her height is about 5’1”, the tallest she will likely ever get. A long, canine-like snout dips from her face with neatly trimmed beard along her chin and jawline. Her ears are long and end at a narrow tip. Long brown fur flows around her head, tied back into a ponytail at the bottom of her neckline. Her Padawan braid dangles at the right side of her face and ending just underneath the jaw. The same colored fur covers her body in a shorter fashion. It has a tendency to betray her emotional state by flattening, bristling or puffing out. She has eyes as green as the grass on a perfect day.

Her usual garments are the traditional padawan uniform in a tan and brown color. This consists of the inner tunic, tabard, sash, belt, trousers and boots. Nothing really fancy and appear have some wear and tear.

_{Simplified report on known Force techniques and estimated levels.}

Basic

Training
Force Jump
Force Speed
Force Throw
Telekinesis
Telekinesis Defense
Tutaminis
Precognition
Mind Tricks

Talent

Force Healing- While at H’Ratth, Lo learned she had a natural knack for healing. At this small display of talent, the Jedi instructors felt it was a skill worth developing for her. Her force healing is at a basic level and requires heavy concentration to maintain it. With education and experience, it could become a valuable skill for her.

Force Sense- Lo is sensitive to changes in the world around her. She is quick to pick up on danger aimed at her and noted to react much sooner than her peers. With time, this could turn into an ability to sense other force users.

_{Simplified report on other known skills and estimated levels, including lightsaber training}

Basic

Training
Shii-Cho
Ataru

Martial Arts- This is one of her weaker skill sets compared to her Force abilities. While she has the stamina and ability to fight, she lacks confidence in it. This affects her assertiveness in defending her position and she second-guesses her instinct. Mistakes happen to leave her open to counters, disarms, and more in combat.

Survival Skills- The best thing that Lo got out of these lessons were what herbs and plants would heal. This was the main reason she actually developed an interest in it and it stuck in her head. Now she can survive in nearly any environment for long periods of time.

Basics of Republic History- Lo finds it hard to recall her lessons over Republic history. It wasn’t the fact she didn’t pay attention, but she held no interest in it. At least, she got a general idea that the Republic was worth protecting and assisting.

Talent

Basics in Speeders and Starship piloting (including navigation) - She took to the basics in speeders and starship piloting well. Not only did she love the adrenaline rush and wind in her fur, but she was also good at it.

Medical Knowledge- Due to H’Ratth’s specialty in Healing, Lo has gained basic knowledge and experience in how to treat others. This is one of the lessons that Lo gravitated toward and enjoyed learning about. Seeing this, a few instructors encouraged and helped develop her basics. This included natural healing and with the force.

Other

High Stamina/Energy- Like many youngsters, Lo has high levels of energy and gives everything her all. This can lead to good and bad things.

_{Quick report on political influence, associates and rivals.}

Lo is just edging into the life of a Padawan learner under Jedi Master Dominik Rothul. So these are rather limited or non-existent right now.

_{Psychological evaluation of Jedi Order member.}

Report from Jedi Teacher, Arv Typhis:

Out of most of the initiates, Lo is considered timid and reserved for her age. When she finally warms up to an individual, she has a very social and curious nature. On a subject she’s interested in, Lo will ask many questions to learn everything she can about it. She is opened with those who approach her, both through her words and because of her fur. Most of the other initiates and Jedi describe her to be rather energetic and positive when given a task. A miracle of youth, I suppose. Another notable trait of hers is her ability to care for others. She has no issue putting her safety to the side and protecting others. An admirable quality. Even in the worst moments of her training, she tries her best to follow instructions.

_{List and description of known and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.}

Personality

Report from H’Ratth Jedi, Hyrus Thorne:

Lo has patience when she sees results. When a stagnant situation arises, she becomes stressed and impulsive. She feels the need to fix things even when it’s not in her skill range. While admirable, this can impair her better judgment. A flaw that needs tempering with the right teacher. The second flaw is her curiosity. It’s a double-edged blade. In a negative way, she asks question after question to gain insight on a topic. She can be overwhelming since she rarely seems to run out of questions and tends to interrupt some times. The most concerning issue is her lack of confidence in herself. She will question her abilities and create mistakes, especially in conversation. I believe with time and encouragement, she will overcome this.

Physical

High Spikes of Energy- Her one known weakness is that she struggles to pace it out her energy. This causes her to crash hard when she runs dry.

_{Major achievements and failures on record.}

Learned Ataru basics.
Learning and assisting to heal the sick/wounded under supervision.
Passing her Initiate Trials.
Becoming a Padawan under Master Rothul.

Interview

_{Personal biography, as detailed by the candidate for use in Jedi archives. Acquired shortly after the last achievement of note.}

Report from H’Ratth Jedi, Hyrus Thorne:

Due to Lo Lya'Tre's young age, I'm going to sit in and retell what we've discovered of her history.

*clears throat before he begins*

Hosk and Asy Lya’Tre betrothed at an early age. Their clans were allies within bothawai politics, enabling them to grow up together. Naturally, they developed a mutual love between them. This pleased both clans as it strengthens their alliance. About three years later, Lo was born during 3653 BBY. She was a strong, healthy example of her race. It made both of them proud.

As the war drew on, Hosk found himself wanting to become involved. He contacted SIS and began to work undercover. Over the next few years, they established his cover in the Empire. The SIS records showed Hosk had been employed in the sphere of Military Strategy. From there, he gradually rose through the ranks. Whenever he could, he fed intel back to SIS. However, an unknown source leaked information to the Empire. When they suspected his treason, he fled. Realizing his end was near, Hosk managed to send a message to his wife.

Meanwhile, during his time in the Empire, Asy had raised their daughter on Toydaria. A planet in Hutt Space filled with temperate forests and swamps. Despite its location, the planet was uneventful. It was a neutral place in the political storm between the Republic and Empire. Ays wanted to remain as isolated from the war as possible despite her husband choosing otherwise.

When Ays received Hosk’s last message, she feared the Empire would dig into her husband's travel logs. He made a few secretive trips to the planet in order to keep in contact with his family. She immediately contacted the only ally she knew from her husband's past. A Jedi named Master Dominik Rothul. If anyone could help her, she hoped he would.

As expected, the Empire was already tracking Hosk’s activity. They found the trips made to Toydaria. A team was gathered and sent to investigate, hoping to root out more SIS agents there.

Master Rothul and his Padawan arrived first, entering Ays’ home. She began to explain what happened to Hosk as they figured out her options. While playing with his Padawan, Lo got angry. She used telekinesis and threw a block at Padawan Evin’s head. Ays’s figure stiffened when her daughter showed her force sensitivity. Dominik attempted to convince her what was best for both of them. Then the Jedi sensed a disturbance in the force. A young Sith apprentice with a large squadron approached the small, modest house.

When the conflict broke out, Lo became scared and took off into the forest. Ays shot after Lo. When the two Jedi found them, Lo struggled against an Imperial trooper. It is unclear if they knew she was force sensitive, but her fate with the Empire wouldn't be good.

Again, Dominik and Evin came to the rescue dispatching those who threatened her. When the fighting died down, any family left to Lo was gone. Her mother had been shot before the fight broke out. The child shifted away from the master while she cried on her mother’s dead body. Master Rothul and Evin finally took her to H’Ratth.

Lo took some time to adjust to the Jedi life. Whenever she asked about her parents, we would tell her they were now one with the force. Being told this for some time healed her sorrow. She knew that they would always be with her. During the first few years, Lo began her path on how to become a Jedi. She learned to cooperate, communicate, and meditate alongside other initiates. She grew to see us as a family. When she wasn't connecting with other initiates or working hard at her lessons, she seemed to enjoy exploring her new home. She soon learned practical lessons, martial arts, and low power saber practice. Lo seemed to excel at predicting the shots coming in at her, but her saber skills needed improvement.

Around 10, she leaned into Ataru. She seemed to have boundless energy for the former making it a good choice for her. It was also around this stage that Lo showed her desire to help and treat patients. It started off small with changing bed sheets or bring food. It progressed into helping in changing bandages, studying herbs and brightening patients' moods. We encouraged to develop this trait to care for other over herself. During her free time, she developed hobbies from her lessons. This ranged from speeder bike races to restocking our supply with fresh flowers or herbs.

The Initiate trials were something she grew anxious about at the age of 13. Lo worried she might fail and never make it to padawan, a fact we felt wasn’t true. She passed her wisdom trial easily. She had a good understanding and a heartfelt belief in the code for which the Jedi stood for. I was very pleased, being the instructor on the lesson. I tried not to give nothing away. Her trial of skill was much harder. Mostly she struggled to recall where all the pieces went. Her final trial required that she resolve a dispute between two individuals. One was a merchant and the other a man accused of theft. She nearly failed this one because she took so long to brave speaking to either of them. When she did, she still had her struggles. She said what she thought rather than thinking bout it first. Eventually, she discovered the real thief was a small lizard-like monkey creature. He had timed his crime at the right moment.

Once her trials finally finished, we contacted Master Rothul and now she is to be picked up soon.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Uh hello guys where may I inquire about a possible audition/join in sheet or something. I'm really interested in joining, However I haven't been on this site for a long long time so Im a little fuzzy on the etiquette so please cut me some slack.

@GoreLore

Still open for new people. Just look over the OP, pop in the discord if you want to, and create a CS to post in the OC.

[Approved] Drey Rumen, Imperial Corporal

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How long do you usually write?
One to two to several paragraphs

Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?
Yes

Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?
Yes, to the point of understanding. I'm not a Nazi about it, but I want to be able to understand it without struggling.

Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?
Grey shade stories. I like showing different sides of a single coin and exploring character development.

Is there anything you really dislike and want to avoid like the plague?
Auto-killing and god-modding my character.

Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?
For this one, I'm pretty all right with most things. As long as you check with me first of course.

Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?
Short-Term.

Exploring the differences between Military life in the Empire and working under Sith.

Fleshing out life in the Empire and showing that Troopers aren't just empty headed flesh bags. They don't always miss and when killed, they leave something behind.

Make a fun soldier style character that others enjoy interacting with. Either when they are shooting at him or fighting with him.

Long-Term.

I designed Drey as a non-force using character that could be involved with the Military and the Sith. This means he's just as likely to be put on military missions as he is to be working under a Sith. I wanted to explore how someone in this position would have experienced and seen the world in the Empire. He is also available to add to anyone’s story as long as you don’t use him purely for canon fodder or intend to set him into a situation he will not logically survive.

Imperial personnel files

Name: Drey Rumen
Species: Human (Imperial)
Pureblood percentage: 15%
Homeworld: Dromund Kaas
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Military Branch: Imperial Navy/Army (depends on the mission)
Rank: Corporal
Unit/designation: This alters based on his mission assignments.
Role/specialisation: Field Operative
Current place of Service: Working under Apprentice Rahn.
Sphere of influence: Military Defense/Offense

Imperial Intelligence Reports

_{Short description of candidate.}

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While on duty, Drey wears the standard uniform. While in combat, he is outfitted with armor and the required gear suitable for the terrain. On the shoulder and chest plate is an identification marker of his rank, Corporal. While a good form of protection, the suit doesn’t prevent all damage. Numerous scars line his body in various areas. Often results of field hazards. One memorable injury is when his knee cap was sliced by a Jedi, the smallest bone destroyed and damaged some of the tendons. It was naturally replaced by robotic prosthetic and sparing it from being amputated. Time to time, it requires adjustments after he sustains heavy damage.

Underneath the mask, he has been told he’s handsome. He stands at about 5’10” in height. His dark hair is kept short and well-trimmed, ensuring he doesn’t get helmet hair. Lately light stubble forms around the upper and lower lip as well as the chin. His blue eyes, while charming and playful, have seen the hardships of war. On closer inspection, they hold a strong determination to succeed. He’s lost his usual tan in his skin since he is less often in the field.

_{Simplified report on known skills and estimated levels.}

CQC (Close Quarter Combat)- [Advance] Corporal Remun had shown a high aptitude for close range and hand to hand combat. His stamina and intelligence works in unison to control the flow of the fight, redirecting incoming strikes and countering with his own. His body is at peak condition and he knows how to use to its fullest benefit in a tight situation.

Blaster and Sniper Training- [Advance] After his basic training into handling Force Users, Corporal Remun has dedicated intense training to improve his accuracy with the blaster pistol, blaster rifle, and sniper rifle. He prefers the sniper over the blaster rifle due to the long-distance capabilities. According to many of his fellow soldiers, his aim is excellent and often on the mark he intends to hit. He also knows how to maintain his gear to ensure it functions to the best of its ability.

Tactical Understanding and Execution- [Intermediate] Corporal Remun can analyze a situation and quickly draw a decent conclusion over how well the fight is progressing. If his men are struggling to gain ground or losing it, he will either retreat or alter his approach to the situation. Numerous things can influence his thinking solely based on the situation he’s observing and his orders.

Field Combat Training- [Advance] Like many soldiers, he is trained to be calm and think in the face of danger. Flying blaster shots or explosions won’t rattle him. Rarely anything in the field will bring a change in his determined demeanor while he leads his men.

Skills Relating to Neutralizing Force Users- [Basic] While the Corporal has enough knowledge to be an intermediate threat to most force users, he lacks the on-field experience to apply it. Since the Treaty, he had primarily applied this skill to recapturing and preventing escape by prisoners on Feena. With the diminishing number, he was reassigned to Apprentice Terrick’s company.

Leadership Skills- [Advance] Corporal Remun is a good leader because he pays attention to those under his command, more specifically their skills and experience. When he has a good grasp of an individual’s capabilities, he will often ensure they are placed properly for max results. This includes pairing them with people that either protects their weaknesses or help their strengths, upping both individual’s survival in the field. It is shown clearly in the way he directs his squadrons or trains his troops for missions.

Subordinate Training- [Intermediate] As a Corporal, he is required to train and keep his squadron in top shape. He is equipped with the knowledge of several different types of drills and exercises, a few of his design. When in command of his squadron, he has a routine he follows. For now, it is currently his experience is rusty.

Information Gathering- [Intermediate] Remun is considered very observant and sociable. This helps him to collect information over individuals he interacts with. Most sources agree he is very good at reading individuals and collecting clues. This can be in the forms of their appearance, behavior, speech and more. Remun isn’t afraid to approach and talk with someone when he can find an acceptable reason to. The higher the power, the more caution he will use.

Wilderness Survival Skills- [Basic] Not all the skills Remun has are highly developed. His wilderness survival skills are one example. For a few days, he can survive in rough terrain and harsh conditions. Long term he will struggle and possibly fail to survive without additional support.

Cooking- [Basic] While he’s got enough skills not to burn water, Remun prefers not to cook for himself. Basic and simple dishes or military rations are his most common source of nutrients. Bland flavor can get old over time.

Negotiation, Diplomatic and Social Skills- [Advance] Corporal Remun is considered a well liked individual with the groups he’s worked for. Calm, respectful and a very honest individual. There has never been a negative report about his performance or attitude.

Mental Fortitude- [Intermediate] Thanks to heavy training and practice with Apprentice Rahn, Corporal had developed mental defenses against certain force user abilities. Any attempts to manipulate or tell if he’s lying will be difficult. There are expection, like in the presence of a Master or a Darth level, where his fortitude will likely fail.

_{Brief report on role, specialisation and responsibilities pertaining to the subject’s military deployment.}

Role

While Drey prefered to avoid promotion, he has gained the rank of Corporal. He leads a team of five into hot zones or into specialized operations during wartime. These men are his responsibility to keep them in tip top shape all the time. It’s the best way to help them survive and successfully take down the target.

After the Coruscant assault, his interests shifted. He became more involved in the Sith’s world by serving Lord Sish, later Darth Nyiss and finally Apprentice Rahn. He holds rank over Xid, but he still treats the man respectfully. Some would say they are on friendly terms. Regularly he reports back to Apprentice Rahn over any matters of interest, especially in regards to Xid. Occasionally he has been summoned into specialized missions or for favors from known associates/allies.

_{Quick report on political influence, ownerships, associates and rivals.}

Political Influence

In the world of politics, Drey’s name has a little pull in the military-oriented spheres. His field accomplishments have earned him a small reputation. One that shows he can achieve results when needed. His record isn't without failures, but his successes outweigh them.

Outside his normal associates, his political pull is more restricted. For the last few years, he has begun to branch into the Sith side of the Empire. He has limited connections thanks to the deceased Lord Sish and now Apprentice Rahn. It's not enough to call in any heavy favors. Xid has yet to establish power, but his focus and talent in machines has its uses.

Property

Home- Like all citizens in the Empire, Drey's earnings had been put toward developing a home where he can raise a family and relax while off duty. On Dromund Kaas he has a three-room house for both his son, his grandparents, and himself.

Service Gear- His uniform, standard armor, blaster pistol, and sniper rifle. This also includes any additional gear for specific missions.

Associates/Rivals/Other

Friends

Moff Blayse Corvinian- (Alive) Drey has a healthy respect for the seasoned war vet. Whenever they are able to, Drey will often contact him. They will catch on recent events including and not limited to family life or recent events. Often it's over a stiff drink.

Apprentice Xid Terrick- (Alive) An Ex-Jedi turned Sith, the two have developed an understanding of each other. Because of this, Drey’s stubbornness at keeping his distance has faded. The two are on friendly terms both on and off duty.

Acquaintances

Navi- (Functional) Drey classes this relationship between Xid’s pet and himself as a precarious alliance, secured by the fact that Xid is involved. He has no doubts that if he ever threatened Xid’s life, the droid would quickly try to end his.

Collem Corvinian- (Alive) Drey has only met the son on occasion while serving under Blayse. The most that he knows about the man is through his father. A lot of issues there, but deep down Drey suspects Blayse does love his son.

Apprentice Lea Rahn- (Alive) Their relationship is purely a working one. When he is assigned to her, she makes orders and he follows them.

Corvane Voycnor- (Alive) Voycnor was sent in to investigate Drey when his refusal for promotion attracted unwanted suspicion. He came out clean afterwards and proven to be absent of any disloyalty to the Empire.

Lord Sish- (Deceased) A Sith Lord with a reputation of being brutal, vicious and cruel. The men serving under him saw the better side of him and served him with complete loyalty. Even Drey admits he had high respect for him.

Apprentice Jayda Mirthios- (AWOL-Presumed dead) Sish’s apprentice who vanished during the attack on Feena. How or why is a mystery to him, but rumors say she killed her master. He hasn’t seen the report to confirm this though.

Squadron

Leru Cyone, Centam Biase and Sion Tharuss- (Deceased, Deceased and Alive) While attacking on Coruscant, he was in charge of a small squad. Sion was the sole survivor who has kept contact with Drey throughout the years. However, he has never been the same and been honorably discharged for his service. He currently serves in the Outreach Bureau under Miri Remun’s department.

Family

Luca Remun-(Alive) Drey’s father and a Captain before he retired. Currently, he has retired and fosters children without any guardians to support them or parents assigned to the field.

Miri Remun- (Alive) Drey’s mother worked in the Ministry of Intelligence, in the Outreach Bureau.

Elera Remun- (Deceased) Drey’s wife who died when the republic attacked an Empire command station, wiping it out to prevent troop advancement.

Kenth Remun- (Alive) Kenth is Drey’s only son. His energy, curiosity, and admiration for his father drive this youth into trouble some times. Luca often remarks there’s such a strong similarity between father and son at that age.

Rivals

As far as Drey knows, he has no obvious enemies. However, he suspects his associations might one day bring one. When that happens, he can only prepare to meet them head on.

_{Psychological evaluation of candidate.}

Drey is considered an honest, blunt and patient individual. He never pretends to be something he’s not and he considers himself a loyal Imperial trooper. With those that attempt to push his buttons, they will find it to be tedious and a lengthy progress. This is helped by his stubbornness not to yield to others’ foolishness. However, his stubborn nature doesn’t always benefit him. In certain situations, he can be uncompromising. He shows heavily when it comes to raising his son or how to best serve the Empire. It takes an equally strong personality or orders from a superior to even get him to budge on his beliefs.

With his years of interacting with fellow soldiers, Drey has learned how to become quite a conversationalist. He often focuses on the lighter subjects and makes others feel comfortable around him. Others have mentioned it’s about the way he holds himself, often relaxed and calm, that draws others to trust him. Even while discussing a serious subject. He’s known to be loyal to his allies even when he questions their opinions. In the end, he wants what’s best for the Empire and their future.

_{List and description of known and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.}

Refusal of Promotion Above Corporal- The biggest flaw is Drey’s refusal to rise through the ranks. He shows skill, capabilities, and leadership qualities fitting a higher station. However, every offer has been politely rejected. Some suspect he fears failing the Empire and others suggest he fears the responsibility. Drey reasons that he can serve the Empire better on the field by connecting to those who risk their lives every day. In reality, he doesn’t like having to be responsible for a massive amount of lives. He fears he can’t make the hard choices of sending thousands to their death while staying safe in the background.

Questionable Associations- During his career, Drey has made friends in a variety of places. Some are considered appropriate while others are at best questionable. Two that fall in the latter area are Moff Blayse Cornvinian and Apprentice Xid Terrick. Moff Cornvinian has been known to voice some of his opinions which aren’t the most popular in the Empire. Apprentice Terrick is on the record turned Jedi into Sith, an enemy turned ally.

Malfunctioning Knee- While Corporal Remun has managed to get a replacement for his knee, it isn’t without its flaws. When heavily damaged by blunt force (like being bashed by a heavy object for example), the joint will start to lock up. This can hurt his ability to run and move. To prevent this, he makes efforts to avoid heavy damage to that leg if he can. To limit issues, he has Apprentice Terrick help him maintain it and regular check-ups.

Racism toward Species that can’t speak proper basic- Drey has a really hard time seeing species or droids that can’t speak the basic language as equals. Especially Wookies. He feels without that basic ability they are no different than intelligent, wild animals.

Low Drinking Tolerance- Blayse might be a heavy drinker, but Drey is more conservative and paces his drinks. He’ll try to avoid heavy drinking. Due to his lightweight in the habit, he's usually buzzed after about one or two large beers. When fully drunk, he retains his social demeanor but his judgment and ability to focus suffers.

_{Major achievements and failures on record.}

Will add more Achievements as I figure them out.

Achievements

Served about 4 years under Blayse Corvinian.
Passed inspection from Corvane Voycnor, proved his loyalty to the Empire.
Assisted in the attack on the Corscunant temple.
Prevented Jedi Prisoners from escaping on Feena.
Assisted in the turning Apprentice Terrick.

Failures

Failed to make his contact point on Coruscant and became injured in the process.
Failed to prevent two prisoners from dying during an escape attempt.

Interview

_{Personal biography, as detailed by the subject for use in imperial archives. Acquired shortly after last achievement of note.}

I was born in the year PRE 1303 on the first day of the Festive of Liberation. My homeworld is Domound Kass. My parents are Luca and Miri Remun, both Citizens of the Empire. My childhood held no special notes since it followed the traditional route for education. As on record, I failed all three FSEs (Force Sensitivity Evaluations) all citizens took at different times in their lives. My talents were made for another path.

At the age of 18, I began my service in the Military. I started in the basic program and in a position that reflected the given tests. I have a wide range of skills and I put them to good use, becoming an expert in only a select few. According to what I learned, I had leadership qualities, a high work ethic and I could judge a combat situation well. I advanced rather quickly through my basic training, but it would take another two months before I was placed into the Navy academy. During that first year, my training focused on being a ground troop and working within a spaceship. In the end, I was assigned to the Ascendant under Admiral Corvinian and occasionally his son.

While I’ve served more often under the father, I have a healthy respect for both. On my off duty, the Admiral and I had much more in common. Blayse reminded me of my own father in many ways. During my service, I met the officer Elera. She was temporarily assigned to the ship when we mingled off duty. Kenth was an unexpected surprise causing us to marry a few months later. I couldn’t take time off for his birth, but I never missed out on a chance to spend time with my family when I could. Elera had taken her assignments closer to home so she could care for him. Sadly, she would be reassigned to a hot zone later on. It was there she was killed in action. A Jedi Knight infiltrated her location and when she went to active an alert button, he sliced off her arm then left. According to the reports, she died from the shock. She wasn’t a soldier, but still a victim nevertheless.

My parents took care of my son while I continued my service. I spent more and more time away because I was bitter. The Jedi and Republic took my wife away. Who wouldn’t be angry at that? It wasn’t a hindrance but a motivation to ensure my son grew up in a safe galaxy. Sometime during my service, Voycnor was tasked to investigate me. It appeared my refusal for promotion had drawn concerns. While I wasn’t happy my loyalty was being called into question, I was cooperative during the investigation. I have nothing to hide. As expected, nothing was found to prove I was disloyal.

A few months before the attack on Coruscant, I requested a position with the ground troops. I left Blayse’s command, but we remained on good terms. During the attack, a Jedi ‘s lightsaber took out my knee cap leaving me crippled. Thankfully my distraction allowed Sion, the only survivor of my squadron, to get a clear shot and put my attacker down. I was considered lucky that day.

A trandoshan sith by the name of Lord Sish approached me shortly after the fight died down. He offered me a place in his selective soldiers. I agreed, desiring to continue the fight, and joined him. From the men I worked with, a good summary of them was controlled brutality and viciousness. They valued the belief that the ends justify the means. Not an uncommon view in the war. I was shortly stationed on Feena and assigned to Sergeant Tarsi Dangir. I underwent on the job training in a specialized unit, one designed to eliminate force users. With the occasional escape attempt by the prisoners, the post was uneventful for most of my duty.

It wouldn’t last. A strike team had managed to infiltrate Feena undetected. Darth Nyiss decided to strike first. I was stationed at the compound and assisted in preventing the prisoners from their massive break out. After the Darth came back, I learned about Sish’s untimely death. Rumors had hinted it was by his apprentice’s own hand. I’m not surprised if they were true. The apprentice seemed to loathe Sish to a level none of us could understand. With the Sith Lord dead, command defaulted over to Nyiss. When things began to change, I noted a number of soldiers requested to be reassigned to other agendas. I stayed. Thankfully Tarsi wasn’t in a hurry to leave his post either and we continued my training.

Time blurred together during my time on Feena so I’ll try to keep important details in mind.

I officially met Xid Terrick when he was a Jedi prisoner. He was the last one of a few taken during the attack on Coruscant. I actively tried to avoid mingling with him because I was still filled with spite. My efforts were in vain when I got orders to escort Terrick back to his cell. My artificial knee began to grind causing the prisoner to twitch and look at me. I didn’t expect his next reaction. By the time we reached the cells, it irritated Terrick so much that he made a request to fix it. I was paranoid of his intentions, but I risked it. He was not happy to learn I had the medic droids check it out afterwards.

Around the seventh month, the prisoner Rahn and him attempted to make another escape. They didn’t get far because we found them in one of the guest quarters. If I had to make a bet, I say they derailed themselves and ensured their recapture.

Little did I know, Rahn was actually a Sith Apprentice. She was the one sabotaging their escapes and spying on them. No more escapes were attempted which I assume was because of her efforts. It only took a month later before she made it public. My reports in her files say plenty about how I was impressed she managed to keep her cover all this time and still manipulate things behind the scenes. She earned my respect for her dedication to the role. Unfortunately, a rift between her and Terrick developed. She was still determined to turn him through. I had my doubts she would succeed.

Later on, I heard a rumor.

Some say that Terrick suggested breaking into the Darth’s lab and his screams were heard echoing throughout the nearby corridors. I don’t care for rumors, but I do know they were reassigned under Sergeants Ajim and Dangir. The Sergeants’ regiment is designed to push your limits, but they would stop short from completely breaking you. Neither of them was allowed to use their force abilities. If they did, it resulted in heavy punishment by both Sergeants. I was impressed they survived it.

While on Feena, I never thought I would become a friend to Terrick. When Apprentice Rahn first approached me to assist her in turning him, I wanted to request reassignment. She proved herself more stubborn and persuaded me it was in my best interest not to. Somehow, I managed to hide the bitterness and hatred during interactions with him. Strangely, it seemed to fade completely at some point. I don’t know when. I think it helped I found out he was more of a technician than a fighter. Before I knew it, we were on familiar terms. He appeared to be coming around to seeing the Empire in a better light. I continued to work alongside Apprentice Rahn with him until he became a proper Sith.

After we left Feena, I accompanied both Apprentices. I am assigned to study and help Apprentice Terrick, mostly due to his origins and inexperience with the Empire’s norms. I only leave his side when I’m temporarily reassigned to other missions.