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Social InformationName: Idris Harnell
Alias(es): N/A
Title(s): N/A
Homeworld: Coruscant
Current Locale: Coruscant
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Gender: Male
Marital Status: Single
Force Sensitive: No
Physical Information
Species: Human
Sex: Male
Age: 28 GSY
Height: 5'10" (177.8 cm)
Weight: 160 lbs (72.6 kg)
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour: Dark Brown
Skin Pigmentation: Caucasian
Affiliations
Strategic Intelligence Service
The Galactic Alliance
The Outer Rim Coalition
Relationships
Platonic:
None
Romantic/Sexual:
None
Familial:
Gerren Harnell: Father
Moire Harnell: Mother
Iannic Harnell: Paternal Grandfather
Samar Harnell: Paternal Grandmother
and siblings
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
To be determined in RP.
APPEARANCE:
Four fingers short of the height of an average human male, and reasonably athletic of muscle, Idris looks as one who is a well-kept and well-groomed man; a persisting shadow on his lip and jaw, and the beginning of circles under his light eyes belie this image that is wrapped often in a common suit and tie in public life, and regionally appropriate civilian garb, in the field.
BIOGRAPHY:
Of his immediate family, Idris is the eldest of his parents' children, and together with them, a distant relation of the Tapani Harnells, a noble family of House Pelagia. Though born on Coruscant, and having spent much of his formative years there, he evacuated with his parents to Brentaal IV in the midst of the dawn of the One Sith's presence on the world. There, he completed his compulsory education and an undergraduate degree, but as was always in his heart, he desired the freedom of the world from whence he came, and a return of his family to the home they once knew.
One thing lead to another, and the next thing he knew, a handful of years had passed. He had seen (and been party to) the liberation of Coruscant, Corellia, and other worlds of the core from the ground, and came out the other side to walk into a job with the S.I.S., a man somewhat stripped of the idealism that his younger self had brought to the table of war.
Still, he resettled on Coruscant as his home base, and secured the word of his parents that they would relocate back to their homeworld, on retiring. He had siblings still pursuing their futures on Brentaal, who had less, or sometimes no memory of the time spent on the world of their birth, who might never make the move. War had altered the course of their lives, and war still did as such the galaxy over.
No rest for the wicked. There was always, always work to do.
