Native Language: Human
Hair Color: Jet Black
Eye Color: Grey
Skin Color: Tan
Height: 6'2
Weight: 165 lbs
Age: 18
Full Name: Daminga Gurfta
Physical Build: Athletic, Runner-like
Homeworld: Namytan
Other Features:Tattoo on back and thighs/shins - Namytan cross (very similar to Trinity cross on back), Namytan symbol for speed and courage (on legs)
Talents/Skills:
Hand-to-hand combat, Scouting/messege running, Camouflage
Background:
On my home planet I knew nothing of war. In the first 18 years of my life, it was peaceful and I was taught the ways of my family's class: the hunter. I was taught by my father and the other superior hunters of our village how to stalk prey and how to use Mother Forest herself to conceal my movements. As I grew into early adulthood (about 12 years-old), the elders sent me as a runner among the many surrounding villages. It was during one of these missions to the village of Hiifties that I met the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Her name was Jilsicas. She had long and vibrant, silver hair with lime-green eyes. She was so beautiful that she could stop men in their tracks. Many did even though she was only 14 and too young to marry. I was able to stop myself from doing the same but when she looked up at me, her eyes flashed so bright and magnetic. I found out later that none of the other men had made such a connection. As I continued to travel between villages carrying messages, I continually saw Jilsicas and a relationship developed. Life was very good to me for a time, until 6 years later.
One day I was dispatched with a message to be sent to Hiifties. The message was to confirm a report that a different type of "animal" was on the planet. What I found instead of the village will haunt me to the end of my days. The village of Hiifties was completely burned down, nothing was left. I just stood there at the top of the hill overlooking the village; staring. Then I saw them.
Walking through the wreckage were the "animals". These creatures were different than anything I had ever seen. They had taunt, dark-red skin with white bulging eyes. They had long sticks that they carried oddly in their disfigured grasps. They rode atop larger creatures with even more menacing features. I sensed that these were creatures that I did not want to be seen by. I ran to the woods and hid within Mother Forest's safety. As they passed I counted them, they numbered 8 in all. I didn't understand this. How could 8 strange "animals" destroy a whole village of more than 250 Namyton hunters?
When they had passed, I circled through the forest to the edge of the village. There I stopped and looked; listened. The bodies of the dead villagers were littered in all directions. I scanned the faces hoping that Father Sky would not allow such a thing to happen to one so beautiful. Yet as I hoped this, I caught a glimpse; something was shimmering in Brother Sun's light. That was all I needed to know.
When I returned the my village to report my findings, I found that there were more strange beings there. These were more similar to us in size and shape. The only differences I could find were that they all had a white, shell-like skin attached to themselves and that they were all identical. After I gave my report to the elders, they told me to escort these "warriors" to where the village used to stand.
I slowed when we reached the hill in front of the village and told them where I last saw the creatures. I watched as the commander gave an order and they fanned out and headed down the hill, 36 in all. I wondered how only 36 "men" would be able to take on 8 of those creatures that a whole village of 250 couldn't handle. As I thought this, I suddenly heard a loud bang. Many more smaller pops filled the air and shook the ground. I looked up and over the hill and watched as the last of the creatures was slain by the white-cloaked men. That was when I knew that I should learn more about them and their aggressive methods.
After the battle and the return trip back to my village, I asked the elders if I may speak with one of the "white-skinned men" as the villagers were beginning to call them. They granted me this and I soon was learning many things about them and the Empire that they fought for, they even taught me hand-to-hand combat which I seem to be a natural at. These men left our village and our world but many more came to take their place. I soon learned that I could join their ranks and become a soldier of the Empire army. This I did with great hast. I didn't do it for the glory that many seek or the money that many more want. I enlisted because I still dream of that wind swept silver hair, the flash of those lime-green eyes, and the hope that somewhere out in the galaxy the same disaster doesn't happen again. If it does, I will be there.
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