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Isaac Merrill, Ace of Aces
"See that ship over there? Yeah. Kark that ship."
"See that ship over there? Yeah. Kark that ship."
BASIC INFORMATION
- Name: Isaac Merrill
- Alias: Lucky, Yellow 13
- Force Rank: Apprentice
- Force Alignment: Light Side
- Species: Human
- Race: Coruscanti
- Age: Youngin'
- Height: 5'11"
- Weight: 166 lbs
- Eye Color: Blue
- Hair Color: Blonde
- Skin Pigmentation: Tan
- Force Sensitive: Yes
- Voice Sample: Todd Lasance
- The First Order: 1st Lieutenant
- + "My Charon Sense is Tingling": Ever since the days of his youth, Isaac has had hunches born of the Force. These inborn reactions to potential threats have saved him numerous times on the field of battle and have contributed to his superiority in a starfighter.
- + Ace of Aces: Having been tutored since childhood by @[member="Jorus Merrill"] in the art of flight, Isaac excels behind the flight stick. Whether it be a starfighter or freighter, Isaac knows his way around the skies and has distinguished himself as one of the best pilots of the youngest generation of Republic officers.
- - Hyperspace Anxiety (PTSD): The nature of Isaac's accident has resulted in heightened anxiety whenever he is upon a vessel entering Hyperspace. If he is mentally prepared for the jump, Isaac can cope; although sweaty palms and heightened nerves are commonplace. However, if he is not mentally prepared and a jump is made, chances are that he will end up having a full-blown panic attack until sedation is provided or the ship drops out of hyperspace.
- - Bad Shot: Isaac is an excellent pilot, of this there is no doubt; but this excellence in flying left him lacking in other areas. While he can point a blaster and pull the trigger, the concept of accuracy is beyond foreign to him. In fact, Stormtroopers within Palpatine's Empire have a better chance of making their mark than he.
- Jo'henry-class Rare Minerals Mining Vessel: A gift from his older "brother", Isaac is the proud owner of a Jo'henry Mining Vessel. It acts as both his main mode of transportation throughout the Galaxy and as his home.
- [Novice] Precognition
- [Novice] Force Vision
- [Novice] Force Sense
- Pending
Nineteen years ago, Isaac Merrill was born to a couple of Wardens by the name of Sarah Merrill and Abram Daragon. His initial years were spent traversing up and down the various Hyperlanes of the Galaxy, growing in the midst of his parent's personal vessel whilst they defended the Lanes from criminals and other threats. From as far back as he could remember, Isaac had the strangest dreams and hunches that would always come true; and his mother would identify these as born of the Force. About the time that Isaac was eight years of age, calamity struck in the form of pirates. The Wardens found themselves outnumbered, outgunned, and for the first time, outmatched. They managed to shove their son into an escape pod and save him from the jaws of death before falling victim to death themselves.
Upon being liberated from his floating prison, Isaac's life began to spiral downwards as all he knew was drastically changed. Fortunately, his father's side of the family were no stranger to wealth and took it upon themselves to make sure that the young boy was taken care of. He was sent to military boarding school from that point forward and spend the vast majority of his young life learning history, tactics, and other militant subjects. Of course, a welcome deviation from this dull lifestyle came in the summers; for Isaac would hitch along with his cousin, turned adoptive sibling later on, Jorus on his smuggling escapades. It was during these few precious weeks a year that Isaac picked up the beginnings of his pilot skills, and adopted his typical saying: "When trouble's on the rise, Improvise."
At the age of sixteen, Isaac distinguished himself from his classmates by graduating early from boarding school and enters into the service of the Republic Military. His pilot skills were put to good usage within the Republic Naval Academy, where for two years his natural talent was augmented by modern strategem and knowledge of Republic spacecraft. Ever eager to prove himself on a bonafide field of battle, Isaac did all that he could in order to graduate ahead of schedule and was finally commissioned as a Second Lieutenant at the age eighteen. Straightway, he is plunged into the introductory phases of the Great Sith War, where he becomes the youngest member of the Yellow Squadron. Under the callsign Yellow 13, he boldly embarks on a number of mission in the name of the Republic.
It was during this hectic year of constant battle that Isaac earned his nickname Lucky, for his "hunches" would save his hide from rookie mistakes all the time.
However, for the second time in his relatively short life, tragedy struck. Whilst engaging the retreating opposition during a skirmish, the hyperdrive unit within Isaac's ship had a fatal malfunction. It sent Isaac hurtling through Hyperspace and directly into an a planet's rings, where his vessel was battered, broken, and sent careening off into the atmosphere. After the crash, where he suffered severe injuries, he was recovered by Republic forces and taken to the Saelari Medical Station for immediate treatment. This traumatic event resulted in Isaac's anxiety whenever faced with diving into Hyperspace to this day. Isaac would not see the end of the war personally, and it was not until three months after the fall of the Sith Empire that he was released with a clean bill of health.
Then came the One Sith.
It was one thing to fly in the vain defense of Coruscant. It was another to fly sortee after sortee, mission after mission, only to see the same result. The Galactic Republic was burning...and there was nothing Lucky 13 could do about it. The former "good guys" of the Galaxy were a lost cause at this point, but maybe there was some use for the pilot elsewhere. Maybe he could put his skills to good use.
