Natice language: Basic
Hair colour: Dark brown
Eye colour: Blue
Skin colcour: White, slightly tan
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 150 lbs
Age: 24 Full name: Myletous Darous
Physical build: muscular
Home world: Korribann
Skills/Talents
I am a determined young soldier, with quick reflexes and am able to stealthily sneak up on invaders in warfare.
I speacilize in melle combat with vibro swords, but am good with blasters.
Backround:
I woke up to harsh screams one morning. The rebel blockade had been broken. The empire had sworn to destroy what was left of Korribann, once a sith home world but ever since the destruction of the sith, it has been overrun by imperial attacks as the rebels try to defend us. Without a hope I knew that the war would soon be over, the imperials victorious once more. I was a free lance pilot (don't have a side) working for the Corellian police force. An imperial officer took a legion of commandoes and headed toward the blocked caves. They set charges and stepped back. I knew that the Rebels hidden weapons cache was there. I didn't hesitate to think that I was the last hope for the Rebellion. I took to a hidden trench, and despite the harsh explosions around me a pushed forward, in hope I would reach the caves in time. The charges went off as I was only half way through the trench. The imperial storm troopers marched through the caves. Like it was nothing, but a steady pathway. Some Rebels dropped from the ceiling of the cave. A commando corpse fell into the trench. I grabbed his elite rifle and stealthily found my way to the cave entrance. There I watched as so many rebels fell to the ground with a burnt segment of there camouflaged armor. It was helpless yet I couldn't help but feeling that I, was going to die along with them. So I decided that if I was going to die, I would die fighting.
The officer held a rocket launcher in his arms. It was the Rebels prized rocket launcher, it was capable of avoiding obstacles like it had eyes. He chuckled and turned around. The squad stared at me. In a questioning manner. I unloaded clips into the squad not even giving them a chance to raise their weapons. The officer ducked under the laser fire. And raised the rocket launcher toward my face& he mumbled, "Don't move". I stood there in amazement of what I had done. He replied "Put down your weapon". So I did. I asked "What are you going to do with me"? He replied. "You don't look like a Rebel to me"!!! I said, "I'm freelance". In amazement he mumbled, "Why don't you come join the Imperials we could use a good recruit like you. I replied, "Not a chance". So he stood there picked up my rifle, switched the firing power to stun. He aimed it at my chest. And let out a shot. I felt my body losing power, I passed out. I awoke to find myself in an Imperial star destroyer. I thought to myself. Now what?
2 years later I had become something I swore to kill. An imperial private. I began to remember what had happened on Korribann. Yet I still have no doubt of my choice to become an imperial. Oh well maybe it will be for the better.
