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Lookie here, a random character sheet has dropped by. Still need to come up with details for appearances but I'll worry about that when I wake up. Done.


Edelweiss, edelweiss / Bless my homeland forever
Name 
   Ciaran Jubert

Species
   Human

Age
   27

Appearance
   One look at Ciaran, and you can tell he used to be well-off before years away from civilization started to gradually chip away at it. The military-regulated low fade hairstyle has evolved into a shag cut, mainly due to preference and limited access to a barber, while still avoiding facial hair so he won't have to shave once a week. His workout routine has helped to keep his body somewhat in shape, though it has gotten chubby in recent years.

His clothing options have gotten limited since the time of elaborate, expensive outfits and military uniforms. Ciaran mainly wears attire resembling that of a guerrilla fighter: long-sleeved shirts, fatigue pants, combat boots, and ponchos for rainy days. All loose-fitting and camouflaged to better blend with the forested environment. Additionally, he's equipped with a backpack issued by the Rebel Alliance, specialized for survival in the jungle.    

Equipment
   A280C blaster rifle, RG-4D blaster pistol, Alliance tropical weather backpack, Medpac, stolen 74-Z speeder bike.

Skills
   Military Child - Jubert is a well-known family name on Tregallon for a reason, with military service going back generations. Some stayed here to serve in the garrison, while most left the planet to join the military. Republic, Separatist, Imperial, it didn't matter the allegiance as long as they were fighting for something. Ciaran was no exception. He participated in fitness and service programs as a child and then graduated from the Imperial Academy with honors. People assumed he would have made an excellent officer for the Empire. But he instead was the first in the family to desert, an act unheard of before and one that will haunt the bloodline.     
   Officer Training - Ciaran's time at the Imperial Academy shed light on the ugly, true side of the Empire, long hidden from him. But he can recognize the good that came out of it. The skills and abilities he acquired while an officer cadet remain valuable. He knows Imperial tactics and strategy extensively, while retaining knowledge of their inner workings, particularly within the army. And his combat skills were further enhanced, which made his peers envious of his presumed natural-born talent. But that wasn't given to him; he had to earn it, as his parents before. The one benefit of being raised by military parents. 
   Experienced Rider - When Ciaran isn't practicing sutures or working on his blasters, he is cruising on his speeder without a care in the world. He commandeered it from an Imperial outpost a few years back after its rider had left it all alone. It's his only means of escaping the confines of the remains of a bygone era. And he can't easily slip into a village, town, or city since his face is plastered on wanted signs in every corner. Riding his speeder in the rainforest is the only way Ciaran can be truly alone and take a brief breath from his tumultuous life he has found himself in. 
   
Weaknesses
   Ostracized - Traitor. Deserter. Jubert. That's all Ciaran will ever be remembered for. A middle child for a prominent military family who ran for duty when it came knocking. A man who benefited greatly from the Imperial occupation of his own home. He hasn't forgotten it, nor has he forgiven himself for it. The Insurgency sidelines and snubs him as a painful reminder. The Empire keeps on increasing its bounty on his head as a price for defiance. And his family has disowned him all for not following their twisted values, ones they're willing to kill and die for.
   Second-rate Service - Ciaran knows a lot about Imperial tactics and strategies from his days at the academy. He knows some things about handling a speeder bike in the rainforest without crashing it headfirst into a tree. He knew nothing about being a medic when he was first assigned the position. It was the leadership's way of inflicting as much pain as possible by making him redundant, a cautionary tale meant to be told. He accepted it without complaint and taught himself the basics of medical care via datapads and the holonet. He had the time to hone it in, of course, but he's not exactly the ideal doctor one would seek out.
   A Sizeable Reward - Governor Rax Tsundre placed a bounty on Ciaran Jubert fifteen minutes after he fled from his family home as a means to capture him at the spaceport. But to his chagrin, he evaded arrest and vanished deep into the rainforests to work alongside the rebel cell. Even then, that doesn't necessarily explain the lucrative reward offer for his arrest alive. A rumor soon spread that it's his own mother who raises the reward each year to entice bounty hunters to bring her son home and see him receive his just deserts for ruining her family's reputation among Imperial circles.
   Extremist - Ever since childhood, Ciaran had the value and importance of independence etched in his mind by his parents. His mother, in particular, made her thoughts about the Republic pretty clear. But even then, he was starting to appreciate the Separatist cause. Then the Empire arrived. And after witnessing the extent of their cruelty towards those deemed dissenters as a cadet, he held newfound disdain for them now. Nowadays, Ciaran believes the only way to achieve peace is to dismantle the regime thoroughly through radical measures. A sentiment his comrades share, while those outside will undoubtedly view it as extreme.

History
   Ciaran's earliest memory was celebrating with his parents and siblings their newfound independence. He asked his mother what the long word meant, and she explained how it meant their home was now unshackled from "bad, repressive people who were pretending to be something they were not." That answer didn't make complete sense to a young Ciaran, but seeing how happy everyone around him truly was left behind such a profound impression. And growing up with military parents made sure it stuck.

When Governor Larkers had Tregallon secede from the Republic, the Juberts were among the first to pledge loyalty to the Separatist cause. Then two years later, the Clone Wars began. Ciaran was still a child, but that didn't prevent his parents from enrolling him in military training and fitness programs. While his home didn't see direct combat, its resources and manpower were diverted to the war effort. He and his family were more than eager to contribute at first. But the war soon became a stalemate, and the demands imposed by the governor strained the economy to its limit. The price was becoming too much for everyone to handle, something that would have naturally boiled over if the war had continued any longer.  

So when the Galactic Empire brought the war to an end, the Juberts made their allegiances clear by leaking Governor Larkers' plans for maintaining independence to Imperial officials. Their reward? Their children, who were of age or serving in the garrison, were granted favorable consideration in the new Imperial Military despite their ties to the Separatists. Ciaran and his siblings, who still couldn't serve yet, received preferential treatment in admission to the Imperial Academy.

There, he saw the price of defying the new order up close in all of its brutality. While his siblings relished the cruelty, Ciaran despised it with every fiber of his being. When it came time to graduate, instead of joining the Officer Corps, he did nothing and headed back home. His small act of defiance towards an illegitimate government. That move unsurprisingly upset his parents, who pleaded with him to reconsider, to no avail. Then each one of his siblings began pressuring him to "not let the opportunity slip away." And before long, the new governor himself came to visit for dinner one night and issued a non-so-veiled threat disguised as polite conversation. 

But that wasn't the breaking point; the intervention was.

Seeing his entire family together, he was faced with a choice: show unwavering devotion to the Empire or be branded a deserter and risk the consequences. Ciaran already knew the choice had been made for him long before the governor walked in with two stormtroopers to bear. But that didn't mean it broke his heart to see his loved ones become such hypocrites. He knew what had to be done. After accepting the offer to serve as a cadet off-world, he packed a bag and escaped through his bedroom window.

Ciaran didn't get far before his face was plastered all over the spaceport on wanted signs. By the evening, all of Predolm knew of the sizable bounty on his head. By midnight, his own parents were leading a planetwide manhunt for the traitorous deserter. Ciaran had to flee the city and head deep into the rainforest in a frantic attempt to find refuge until tensions cooled. Instead, the Insurgency found him the following morning and elected to take him captive. The leadership said it was done out of an abundance of caution to make sure "he wasn't part of an Imperial ploy." But the fact that the votes to turn him over to the magistrate for the reward credits accounted for close to half made their animosity clear enough.

Not that he blamed them. His parents essentially sold off Tregallon to the Empire, which had been plundering and pillaging the planet of its resources since their arrival. He was a Jubert, a tainted name to many, and he was ready to make amends.

Ciaran, for all he had learned from the Empire, was assigned as the medic and quickly ignored by leadership. He didn't question their decision and gave it his all, even if it was mediocre. There weren't any significant incursions that could have easily overwhelmed him and the limited supplies. Then the Rebel Alliance did the impossible and destroyed the Death Star. It motivated them to begin planning a series of raids against Imperial targets. One of those was the research facility on Dubrillion.

This presented the Insurgency with the ideal chance to finally attack the Empire. It took days to improvise a game plan for a simultaneous attack on Imperial outposts to strain their efficiency. And they were supposed to strike when the skies started raining the burning remnants of the Imperial defense fleet. Ciaran mentally prepared himself for the likelihood that he would have to kill his siblings and his parents. But if it meant his home was finally free of repressive people, it was worth the cost a thousand times over.

Then a lone X-Wing came tumbling down and crushed any hope.
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