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| Callsign: |
Zurth Scrace  |
| ComNet Rank: |
ComNet Novice
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| Division(s): |
VE - Imperial Navy
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| Gender: |
Male
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| Species: |
Twi'lek
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| Birthday: |
July 5
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| Date Joined: |
August 31, 2006
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| Last Active: |
August 22, 2008 at
8:45:54 AM
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| Number of Posts: |
65 |
| Biography: |
Name: Zurth Scrace Crin'Doloi
Call sign: Zurth Scrace
Race: Twi'lek
Lekku and Skin color: Bluish white
Eye color: white with dark grey pupils
Height: 2 meters (6 feet 5 inches approx)
Weight: 102 kilograms (225 lbs approx)
Planet of birth: Ryloth
Appearance:
Standing over six feet tall, Zurth has a slender body that most would assume carries nothing but weakness within its confines. Though you cannot see it, his Imperial uniform covering his extremities as well as hiding his true body composition from all, he is well built for his body type. Though he is no body builder, he is not weak.
His skin, as all Twi'leks are, is not normally toned. It is a shade of blue, mixed with white. The range of colors deepens as you near the end of his lekku, which have a singular dark blue stripe running from approximately seven inches above the end downward.
An item to pull attention to Zurth's eyes is a striking cerulean line that runs horizontally across his eyes.
Personality:
Scrace is as hard as durasteel, and cold as his gaze would assume. He follows orders to the T, and doing so seems that he is incapable of emotion, thus giving him a calm and collective exterior, though the topic may make him look such as nothing more than a mad man. Zurth believes that people of weakness deserve to be punished, and even destroyed if they serve no purpose to those that should control, this spanning outward to the deepest, darkest cortexes of his mind from the days he was caught in slavery on Ryloth. Zurth never knew his parents, something that haunts him to this day, but not in the way most would think. It gives him a cold strength. A stoic gaze that can slowly cripple even the strongest guises put up.
History:
Having never known his parents, and his earliest memories being of a ryll harvesting slave, under torturous overseers, all to just protect and prolong the life of the ever so strong Crin'Doloi clan that controlled the territory. As Zurth grew older, stronger, and wiser, he became a person of moderate power amongst the slaves, growing in his skill of architecture and the ability to manage labor.
When opportunity came knocking, though in a form that many wouldn't consider, in the death of Kresh Crin'Doloi's only son. Kresh looked for a replacement, his wife having died, and none of his concubines having the ability to birth (that ability being stripped of them when they came under his servitude by a painful operation), the clan leader, and parliamentarian head, looked to his slaves to fill his void, not by rape, but by a form of kidnaping.
The Clan head looked for the one Twi'lek that most resembled his son, and snatched him up in the middle of the night, forcing him into a cell in the lower quarters of the manor, and chemically branding the slave with the birthmark his son once had. That slave was Zurth Scrace.
What Kresh did not know was the hatred for him that Zurth had deep down inside of himself. It took several years, needing to gain the complete and absolute trust of Kresh, and the high council of his territory, having been highly scrutinized and watched because of his former slave status. But Zurth was finally able to get close enough in private to do the deed he had dreamed of for so long. Assassinate the man who would call him son.
He was never able to be convicted of the crime at hand. For several years, the council attempted to get Zurth Scrace Crin'Doloi to take the helm of the council, but he resigned from the opportunity time and time again, not wanting to stay on this slave infested world. This land that reeked of weakness and absolute disgust, that Zurth left the planet on the first Imperial recruiting ship that came to his planet, and to his attention.
Thus where Zurth is today, ready to take the commands of his superiors, and advance through the ranks of the Imperial Navy.
Goals and Motivation:
Weakness. Zurth despises weakness. The destruction of this one simple thing is something Zurth longs for, though knows the consequences of. He as well knows that many of the weak can be enslaved for the strong. Even though a slave once himself, he has no good feelings or pity for others that are enslaved. He was able to overcome and gain power, why not them? Thus feeding that anger.
Longing for something better, something more powerful. He wants to be able to control, and own something of great importance. This spans from his time as he could have taken the world of Ryloth by storm, but decided not to. It was not big enough for him. |
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FM/SCRW Zurth Scrace Crin'Doloi/Aegis 2/Pheonix Win/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE (=*A*=) |
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