NAME: Sydney Cirro
FACTION: The Silver Jedi Concord
RANK: Captain
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 30
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'10"
WEIGHT: 182
EYES: Green
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKIN: Pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
- Combat veteran
- If it kills... I can use it
- Good enough guy
+/- War hawk against evil
- Somewhat functioning alcoholic
- Depression
- Bitter and angry
APPEARANCE:
Sydney isn't an out of the ordinary guy when it came to Humans. He was 5'10" tall. Build looked average for an army guy. So fairly muscular and fit but he was no Adonis. Green eyes. Pale skin. Face more often sporting a weeks worth, or more, of facial hair. Until it gets to the itchy stage or some higher up makes him shave. His dark brown hair is often styled into a mohawk with the sides kept shaved.
As for attire, you're most likely to see him wearing his Nimbus Commando Armor (To be subbed). Or some other military uniform. You're far less likely to see him wearing regular civilian clothes.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born Sydney Cirro, second son of Geralt and Ryza Cirro, on the world of Jabiim in the Outer Rim.
He had a normal enough upbringing. Joined the military at eighteen against his parents wishes. Fought for multiple different factions depending who held dominion over Jabiim. He was a distinguished soldier only a few short years ago. Nimbus Commandos, a match for the best of the best military units anytwhere. All that means God damn nothing now. Not since the Bryn invaded his homeworld. Sydney lost just about everything due to those animals. Family, friends, the life he'd built. Purpose.
Now......
It'd be easier to find him at the bottom of a bottle of whisky if you're wondering. Sure he still fights for the Silvers who last held sway over Jabiim. If only because momentum kept him doing so. And that's kinda the story so far. His life sucks and he has a lot to work through before getting back on some recognizable path.
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