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| Alias | Nexu |
| Class(es) | Soldier |
| Birthplace | Dantooine |
| Age | Young Adult |
| Personality Traits | Sarcastic Willful Sharp |
| Education Traits | Tough Soldier |
| Lifestyle Traits | Hunter Gallant |
| Commander Traits | Stalker |
| Rank(s) | Master Sergeant |
| Faction(s) | The Empire Stormtrooper Corps |
| Species | Near-Human |
| Languages | Galactic Basic |
| Gender | Male |
| Force Sensitive | No Yes |
| Character Alignment | Chaotic Neutral |
| Build | Athletic |
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Castian Vero was born in one of the many homesteads on Dantooine. His early youth was unremarkable. The Dantooine-equivalent of wampa target practice, illegal skiff races among the cliffs and helping on the farm of his parents. The primary notion was to keep your head down. As long as you did that? The Sith Empire left you alone. Usually. It all changed when a violent civil war fractured the nation and Dantooine found itself on the side of the New Imperial insurgency. For a while things changed for the better. The streets were safer, people didn't have to worry about being snatched for some maniacal Sith Lord's experiments and trade bustled. But Vero wanted more than just a quiet life on the farm. When he was old enough to hold a blaster he snuck away from home and signed up with the Imperial Corps.
He saw first combat against the Sith. It was traumatic, but Vero quickly showed himself to be a skilled tracker and infiltrator. In between battles he often went out and foraged, hunting for fresh meat, to substitute their otherwise skinny serves. This quickly made him popular within his squad and it didn't take long for him to start rising through the ranks. Until he hit the rank of Master Sergeant.
From there on out Vero began to decline further promotions. The reason was simple, he worked better the closer he was to his men, and it didn't take him long to realize becoming a Commander would only make him lose his connection to his people. Instead Vero accepted more and more complicated assignments. Utilizing his tracking skills he soon became known as Nexu. Sharp, determined and eager to track down his quarries. Things started to change once more with Tevlar's passing. The Fel Rule mildly disillusioned him as the values he held dear began to wane in his eye.
His brothers-in-arms were dying one by one as well as the missions became tougher. As wars were extended and they pushed deeper into the Tingel Arm and beyond. It didn't take long for his squad to be so thinned out that Master Sergeant Vero was assigned to a different group altogether.
Now the Master Sergeant was barely hanging on. But he was young still, a side effect of having signed up early and then lying about his age on the registry, so perhaps there is still hope for Vero.
Who knows?
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NEXU OF THE LEGIONS
Tells the tale of Castian Vero as a Master Sergeant in the Imperial Stormtrooper Corps.
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