Wrath Hardin
The Old Eye Patch
FACTION: The Galactic Republic
RANK: Senator of Hakassi & Head of the Loyalist Committee (Secretary General of Hakassi Defense Forces)
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 56
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'0
WEIGHT: 187lbs
EYES: Green
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Always On Your Good Side: Wrath is a man who is charming and witty, able to be friends with anyone and inspire loyalty and respect from those put under him. It is a great strength as a politician to be able to get along with many different personality types and to be able to adapt his personality to deal with multiple different types of people.
A Sword In the Hand: Wrath is a practiced swordsman, having always taken a liking in vibro weaponry during and after his days as a soldier. While he enjoys traditional Echani designs, he has a fondness for a more cutlass based designs that are common among high ranking military personnel of the past.
Father Time Has Been Very Kind: Looks and intellect have only grown his older years. Wrath is a keen military mind who has served in the Hakassi Defense Force for years. Though he does not use this military knowledge much anymore, it has given him a good mind for political strategy and makes him just that more useful as an adviser.
Thinking Ahead: Though not having taken official classes in the force, Wrath always seem to have a knack of knowing what is coming and having traces of precognitive abilities.
Not As Kind To Bones: Old Age has given him some creaky bones and stamina in battle is not his strong suit. He can be fast and strong for a little while, but he is too old for that young people business.
Stupid Clumsy Blasters: Wrath is not one to use blasters, in fact, he hates blasters with a passion. He has not been a soldier on the field for so long that his skills with a blaster have gotten rusty and he has no real interest in retrieving them.
A Friend In Need Has A Friend In Me: Wrath likes to help people...a lot. His own selflessness can be his downfall as he enjoys helping in anyway he can, leaving him vulnerable to betrayal or being used.
Don't Call Me Shirley: Wrath can sometimes come up with schemes that others think are completely out there and they usually think "Surely, you must gist" but he doesn't and he sticks to his conviction and will often get testy about the subject if the concept is insulted too long...also, don't call him Shirley.
APPEARANCE:
Wrath is a rather charming older man with thick brown hair and crystal clear green eyes. Despite the eye patch that now covers his left eye, the man can still catch the eyes of many beautiful women. He is also a firm believer of class, always dressing in his tidy Hakassi military uniform when on official business and preferring collard shirts and slacks when out casually. The whole style of dress really matches the mustache if you think about it.
Light scarring can be seen around the area of the eye patch that is consistent with surgical procedure and a surgical scar can also be seen down the length of his sternum. It is also worth noting that, for an older man, he still retains much of his youthful features such as toned muscles throughout his body. Accessories include a medallion necklace he keeps hidden under his shirt, one that sports a symbol that is unrecognizable to everyone else in the galaxy. It is also rarely seen, so most do not even know he has it. His ring, on the other hand, is clearly visible everywhere he goes and sports this image.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born on Hakassi, Wrath was raised by a poor family in the slums of the plague struck planet. His father worked at the old Republic factories which, at the time, had been converted into massive food distribution centers for the needy. Despite this selfless work, his father was a violent drunk and abuser of local spice that turned him into a rage of dangerous hate when at home. Wrath took the abuse, he had no choice really, but he could have ended his life many times and chosen not too. He wanted to make a difference, he felt that within himself he was destined for something greater. He was destined to find his calling in the eyes of the force or God or any other number of mystical entities in the galaxy. He knew not what was calling him, knew not what was meaning to contact him, he just knew that it had grand plans for him.
The first step he took to try and find his path was joining the Hakassi Planetary Defense Force, which at the time was serving mainly as a police force on the planet to try and maintain what little order there could be found in the wakes of the devastated galaxy. He began his career as no more than a glorified policeman walking a beat. When he wasn't busy breaking up food riots or shooting looters, he was practicing the vibrosword with one of his fellow squadmates who had grown up with an Echani father. His public service history only grew with time and he eventually found himself volunteering in fields and offering to help with security and handouts at the distribution centers. It was safe to say that he did more for the community of Hakassi than anyone had since the times of the New Republic and he was gaining a quick reputation for it.
A decade into his career Wrath had risen up the rank of 1st lieutenant and was highly respected among those in the capital of Hakassi. Wrath wanted to make a difference in more than just the capital, however, and so he began to ask for transfers from city to city every year or two in order to try and help as many people as he could on his homeplanet. By the time that his twenty year mark had come and gone, he had risen to the comfortable rank of Lieutenant Colonel and the Republic had reclaimed itself from the darkness and made contact. Now thirty eight and only having seen his own planet, the LT. Colonel spent another two years in the military and got another promotion to Colonel before requesting leave to travel the galaxy. The leave was granted and Wrath would spend the next several months traveling the galaxy to its farthest corners.
He began with Republic space, getting a taste for the political and democratic life of its people, then moved on to the edges of Sith space and to the unreached corners of wildspace. Little contact was kept with him during this time, as he no longer spoke to his father, and the exact details of his trip still remain a mystery. However, once he returned, he continued to work his way up the ranks of the Hakassi Defense force while simultaneously beginning to toy around in the politics of the Republic.
By the age of 48, Wrath had been promoted to General of the Hakassi Defense forces and was running for the position of the planetary representative. He was unable to win the bid for planetary representation but was chosen by the planetary leader of Hakassi to become the the next Secretary General of all Planetary Defense Forces. At the age of 55, he began to run for the office of planetary senator to the Republic and was elected a few months later at the age of 56. He now serves happily as the Secretary General of Hakassi Defense Forces and the Senator to the Republic for his planet, though his Defense Force responsibilities have been falling to his second in command of late.
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