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Harlok Chistor First Order Intelligence Officer Trainee

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NAME: Harlok Chistor

FACTION: First Order Military

RANK: Officer Trainee Special Forces First Order Intelligence Division

SPECIES: Human

AGE: 20

SEX: Male

HEIGHT: 5’ 10” (1.78 m)

WEIGHT: 180 lbs. (82 kg)

EYES: Steely Grey

HAIR: Black

SKIN: Pale White from being in space for an extended period of time

FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes, but hasn’t trained in the force so his powers remain innate. They have shown up on their own when he is stressed, but not in such a major way to draw attention to himself.

STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :

Weaknesses:
Youth (even though he has been many places at a young age and trained by the Republic he still hasn’t seen much outside of that training)
Revenge-oriented (currently hates the Sith and Mandlorians for ruining his life)
Fanatical (Driven to rise in the ranks at any cost wants into the command structure to make “real” decisions to end this war and restore his families honor.)
Strengths:
Worldly (Family comes from the core and was at one time very wealthy and connected before he was sent to the academy to become an officer. He has seen a variety of worlds and knows some local customs even if he doesn’t know many specifics other than what he learned in academy. )
Natural Charisma (Learned from family, and from experience at the academy. Has a way with people and they just “like” him one of the reasons he was put intelligence division.)
Head of class (has good intelligence mixed with his desire to succeed has put him at the top his class and in a place to be noticed)

APPEARANCE:
Young and bold, Harlok has taken great pains to meet every expectation of an Imperial/First order officer. Head to toe everything is perfect. Hair styled, collar done, uniform and coat pressed and worn with style, boots shined, and posture on point. His smile is smug, but also inviting in its own way.


Stats:

Strength -Average
Agility – Average
Intelligence -Superior
Charisma - Superior

Force Stats: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)

Telekinetic-Unskilled
Telepathic-Unskilled
Body-Novice
Sense-Novice
Protection-Novice
Healing:–Unskilled
Destruction–Unskilled


Combat Training: List their learned fighting styles: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Blasters and Pistols: Expert Heavy Weapons: Novice
Vibroweapons: Adept Zero-G: Adept
Martial Arts: Adept Combat Tactics: Apprentice

Force Training: List their learned skills with the Force. Common abilities exempt. Ex- Push, Pull, Speed, etc-(Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)

Farseeing: Novice Force Enhance: Novice
Mind Trick: Novice Force Empathy: Novice

Other Training: List what else they are skilled in: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Espionage: Apprentice Pilot: Adept
Interrogation: Adept Langauge (Mandolorian): Expert

Lightsaber Training: Untrained

Biography: Harlok was born on the core world of Ganthel. His father was a shipping tycoon who helped the Empire move questionable materials for financial considerations. During the years of the before upheaval in the Empire, his family benefited greatly. They lived in a lavish estate, and everything they touched turned to gold. Harlok came 10 years after the year of the after the fall of the Empire and the Senate returned to run the galaxy. In the confusion of the next few years, the favorites of the Empire suffered, but his family was able to mostly maintain their control of their own personal shipping empire as the new galactic senate was rising. This was not to last. The Republic cracked down as any kind of slight was seen as an act of rebellion against the Republic. While the crimes his family was doing were coming to light, they also were sheltered by high ranking officials they bought in the new senate that kept most of the heat off the family.
That too was to change with the introduction of the First Order. At first this was a welcome sign. As the Republic weakens, the Chancellor’s influence quickly faded, and the Senate’s power shifted wildly in reaction to the security breeches, and Harlok’s family quickly fell out of favor and the opulent life they knew was coming to an end. The records were becoming unsealed, and all that was in shadow was coming to light. Those attached to the old Empire were hung out to dry and new power brokers were moving in. Harlok was put up to try to show their allegiance to the First Order as his father made one more bet, and many promises were made by the First Order, mainly there was a new promise to restore the families rightful power. Harlok was entered into the First Order academy at the age of 12. Harlok’s mother knew better. She knew that no amount of luck would be in time to save the family however, she watched him with tears in her eyes knowing that they would be imprisioned or dead within the next year. She implored him to become powerful, and preserve his families honor. He watched out the back port of the ship as his family slipped away as they left the planet and that world behind. His mother was right. The family was killed off by rivals shortly afterwards leveraging new Senate power brokers and destroyed any promise that spies told them were made to restore them to prominence before they had a chance to come to fruition.

Harlok’s first experience with the First Order was on the shuttle over. “Let’s see if you have strength boy.” The commanders microphoned voice said from behind him. His plastisteel armor and cape highlighted his look and he held a training weapon of sorts. Harlok hesistated for just an instant, but instinctively thought better and grabbed the weapon. The commander took a testing blow at him, but he blocked it easily thanks to the basic combat that was part of his tutoring. However, the next blow was not so easy to deflect. His last second maneuver impressed the Commander and he moved to finish the job he started. Harlok gave him a fight, but he was soon disarmed, but not without a little pain. Harlok winced a little. Crying however was out of the question. The commander nodded as picked up the flung weapon. “You got heart, you’ll do.” Harlok’s time at the academy was filled with ups and downs. He excelled early having a head start on many of the recruits on all aspects of being an officer, but his family’s death caught up to him about a year and half in. After that point, Harlok redoubled his effort to be the best. He was the lone representative of his family and his mother’s words rung in his mind. He needed to maintain his family’s honor. He graduated top of his class and impressed the leadership at the academy bringing him into their early plans in the area. His youth and charm helped them get vital information to help the cause, and now Harlok was ready for his first assignment.

Basic Equipment: Blaster Pistol, vibro knife, backpack, standard clothes for assignment, credit stick with 5,000 galactic credits. First Order ID.
 

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