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Kyle Raymus
NAME: Kyle Raymus
FACTION: Shrouded Republic
RANK: Squadron Commander
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 28 years
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 186cm
WEIGHT: 73kg
EYES: Electric Green
HAIR: Jet Black
SKIN: Slightly Pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: Not sensitive
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths:
[+] Leader: Kyle is a natural leader, and is a man who commands loyalty and respect.
[+] Adaptable: While he usually prefers to deal with enemy starfighters in the skies, Kyle can still fight on the ground if that is necessary.
Weaknesses:
[-] Tunnel vision: When Kyle focuses on pursuit of a single goal, it will be hard to switch over to a different objective.
[-] War trauma: Kyle was severely traumatised in his first days of war, and his mental state constantly deteriorates as he goes through battles.
APPEARANCE:
Clad in his officer's uniform or his old mandolorian armor, Kyle looks like someone who will be giving the orders in the group. Though not tall, he still somehow manages to look down on people, not in an insulting way, more in a way that commanded respect. He is covered in several scars, most of which he received while he was young, out smuggling with his uncle (though they didn't know that they were family). The scars faded, but none of them will disappear. He is fit, but not strong. This is shown by his body. A thin stick of a human. Doesn't look like a strong man, and is not a strong man, simple as that.
BIOGRAPHY:
BIOGRAPHY:
Born on the world of Ession, Kyle lived in an average Dominion family. Kyle was the eldest of the two brothers, yet his younger brother was born as a force sensitive, unlike Kyle. Even so, they regarded eachother as equals, as it should be. Both men joined the war academy, but the situation of war caused for their early recruitment into the army. The men were assigned into the same battalion, and they fought side by side across many battles. Their battalion won battle after battle against the Sith threat until, the day of judgement finally arrived. No one can win forever, and these men were no exception. Power met power and power triumphed. Kyle's squad met a sith that was far superior to the others they have met. He murdered, without remorse. They had no chance. In a daring attempt to bring down the threat, Kyle and his brother charged him in a single, suicidal attack. Both were, as expected, brought down by the Lord. Kyle's brother died horribly. In terrible pain, he screamed as the life was drawn from his body into the void. The sith, the most terrifying of them all, Darth Abyss stood above his lifeless body, glaring down at Kyle, preparing to murder him in the same way as he ended his brother. Kyle was consumed by fear. The rage that fueled him moments ago was instantly gone. His vibroblade shook in his hand. Only one thought crossed his mind. RUN. RUN before he eats your mind too! Nothing could penetrate the terror withing his head. He fired off the last of his missiles just infront of himself, creating a small cloud of smoke as he ran. He ran like he was running from death itself, for that was exactly the case. He barely escaped with his life, and was traumatized by the situation forever, seeking revenge on the monster that took his brother's life, but more so on himself for not dying right there with him.
He returned to Ession months later, only to see the devastated planet, with thousands of ships fleeing the planet. Former members of the Dominion, crushed by the might of the terrible Sith Empire. There was chaos. But among that chaos, a single organized group. A light of hope for the Dominion amongst the darkness all around them. Without thinking twice, he joined them, travelling with them to Lorrd, where he caught up to one of the officers of the newly formed Shrouded Republic, whom he joined in an attempt to hold off a bunch of thugs that attempted to overrun the spaceport. They succeeded with ease, and Kyle was formally accepted into the ranks of the Republic.
He was later promoted to the rank of squadron commander, after his tactical prowess showed brilliantly in a number of small fleet skirmishes against local pirates which vastly outnumbered the then ill-equipped Shrouded in the space above Lorrd. This allowed them to move yet again into a new area of space. They fled the system, taking the technology and knowledge with them to somewhere where they could regroup and regain their strength.
SHIP:
The Prototype X2-SICC (Ship he is stationed on, actually captained by an NPC i will sub later)
RZ-110 Elite Starfighter
KILLS:No one of importance
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None
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ROLE-PLAYS:
None
NAME: Kyle Raymus
FACTION: Shrouded Republic
RANK: Squadron Commander
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 28 years
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 186cm
WEIGHT: 73kg
EYES: Electric Green
HAIR: Jet Black
SKIN: Slightly Pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: Not sensitive
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths:
[+] Leader: Kyle is a natural leader, and is a man who commands loyalty and respect.
[+] Adaptable: While he usually prefers to deal with enemy starfighters in the skies, Kyle can still fight on the ground if that is necessary.
Weaknesses:
[-] Tunnel vision: When Kyle focuses on pursuit of a single goal, it will be hard to switch over to a different objective.
[-] War trauma: Kyle was severely traumatised in his first days of war, and his mental state constantly deteriorates as he goes through battles.
APPEARANCE:
Clad in his officer's uniform or his old mandolorian armor, Kyle looks like someone who will be giving the orders in the group. Though not tall, he still somehow manages to look down on people, not in an insulting way, more in a way that commanded respect. He is covered in several scars, most of which he received while he was young, out smuggling with his uncle (though they didn't know that they were family). The scars faded, but none of them will disappear. He is fit, but not strong. This is shown by his body. A thin stick of a human. Doesn't look like a strong man, and is not a strong man, simple as that.
BIOGRAPHY:
BIOGRAPHY:
Born on the world of Ession, Kyle lived in an average Dominion family. Kyle was the eldest of the two brothers, yet his younger brother was born as a force sensitive, unlike Kyle. Even so, they regarded eachother as equals, as it should be. Both men joined the war academy, but the situation of war caused for their early recruitment into the army. The men were assigned into the same battalion, and they fought side by side across many battles. Their battalion won battle after battle against the Sith threat until, the day of judgement finally arrived. No one can win forever, and these men were no exception. Power met power and power triumphed. Kyle's squad met a sith that was far superior to the others they have met. He murdered, without remorse. They had no chance. In a daring attempt to bring down the threat, Kyle and his brother charged him in a single, suicidal attack. Both were, as expected, brought down by the Lord. Kyle's brother died horribly. In terrible pain, he screamed as the life was drawn from his body into the void. The sith, the most terrifying of them all, Darth Abyss stood above his lifeless body, glaring down at Kyle, preparing to murder him in the same way as he ended his brother. Kyle was consumed by fear. The rage that fueled him moments ago was instantly gone. His vibroblade shook in his hand. Only one thought crossed his mind. RUN. RUN before he eats your mind too! Nothing could penetrate the terror withing his head. He fired off the last of his missiles just infront of himself, creating a small cloud of smoke as he ran. He ran like he was running from death itself, for that was exactly the case. He barely escaped with his life, and was traumatized by the situation forever, seeking revenge on the monster that took his brother's life, but more so on himself for not dying right there with him.
He returned to Ession months later, only to see the devastated planet, with thousands of ships fleeing the planet. Former members of the Dominion, crushed by the might of the terrible Sith Empire. There was chaos. But among that chaos, a single organized group. A light of hope for the Dominion amongst the darkness all around them. Without thinking twice, he joined them, travelling with them to Lorrd, where he caught up to one of the officers of the newly formed Shrouded Republic, whom he joined in an attempt to hold off a bunch of thugs that attempted to overrun the spaceport. They succeeded with ease, and Kyle was formally accepted into the ranks of the Republic.
He was later promoted to the rank of squadron commander, after his tactical prowess showed brilliantly in a number of small fleet skirmishes against local pirates which vastly outnumbered the then ill-equipped Shrouded in the space above Lorrd. This allowed them to move yet again into a new area of space. They fled the system, taking the technology and knowledge with them to somewhere where they could regroup and regain their strength.
SHIP:
The Prototype X2-SICC (Ship he is stationed on, actually captained by an NPC i will sub later)
RZ-110 Elite Starfighter
KILLS:No one of importance
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None
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ROLE-PLAYS:
None
