Druchi
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IDENTIFICATION CODE: DZ-921
FACTION: First Order
RANK: Stormtrooper private
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 18 (Her birthday is the same day as the founding of the First Order 8th September)
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5’7
WEIGHT: 140lbs
EYES: Green
HAIR: Red
SKIN: Caucasian
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
MORALITY ASSESSMENT: Lawful First Order
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
Crack shot with her blaster rifle.
Solid career soldier professional.
Dogged sense of loyalty to her friends and her fellow soldiers rather than the philosophy of the First Order.
Values creativity in her problem solving.
Veteran of the Omega war. Has about 8 NPC kills now.
Sees herself as a force for justice and of history rather than a member of a tyrannical empire.
Varied knowledge of galactic history.
She can be brash and make decisions without thinking them through hot headed and impulsive especially if her code of morality is breached.
As subtle as a sledgehammer.
In social situations can still seem very immature and naive.
Scared/in awe of Force Users.
Poor understanding of aliens.
APPEARANCE:
A young human in good physical condition, well built strong from her time of training as a stormtrooper. Has a tattoo of the First Order Maw and her designation number on her left arm. She has bright green eyes and ginger hair with a few freckles. Her face is rather lean. Outside of her armour and uniform she tends to wear clothing that covers as much of her body as possible. No sleeveless outfits and doesn’t own a dress. All her attire is utilitarian with multiple pockets.
BIOGRAPHY*
*attached diary extracts recovered from personal datapad
“I don’t even recall their faces anymore, I have nothing to remember them by. Perhaps one day I’ll find out what happened to them? I still dream about the voyage a lot.”
The Ortis family were refugees from the last galactic conflict. Kierel would have been a child no older than eight. She does not know her exact age as while her family were in transit they were captured by Trandoshan slavers. Her family and her were to be fresh meat at the slave pits on Nal Hutta. Yet by chance she split from her family and put aboard a ship headed for the Outer Rim with hundreds of other children.
“I had my head hidden between my legs out of fear. I looked up as one of the trandoshan slavers. I think his name was Drfirti or something it was so long ago. He ran through the door and as he ran he suddenly spun round and hit the floor right in front of my cage. Above him stood the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. Gleaming white armour. The blaster still smoking as the white clad angel of death moved through the doorway [...] I never did learn my saviours name.”
It was by mere chance a group of the fledgling First Order stormtroopers happened upon the slavers. Cutting them down while boarding the vessel. To young Kierel they were heroes who took her and the survivors aboard making sure they had food in thier bellies and washed. Taken to an Academy as soon as she was healthy again desiring nothing else than to join the legions. The propoganda never quite reached her the way it reached the other cadets. While she accepted the need for the Empire and slavery to exist. She was more enthusiastic about the military itself than its ideals. Kierel became quite the student of galactic history, her datapad bulges with historical works about the Mandalorian Wars up to current events.
“First day of assignment. I’m excited but I’m so nervous so many of us at the academy posted far away from one another. I’ll miss Ciena the most! [...] Raider is hardly functioning so much of it is old but Sergeant Kiecker seems to have taken a liking to me. Everyone else is so young bar him and the captain. I always thought soldiers were old grizzled people but they’re like me! This may as well be a teenagers army. “
Her first deployment was on the Raider corvette ‘Dagger’ brought out from retirement to hunt pirates and other scum within the First Order territory. Being quicker and more able to catch smaller fleeing vessels than the capital destroyers. A remnant from the old Empire refurbished back into service. Her squad racked up experience under fire and she became close with her squad sergeant. A veteran of the One Sith Jasper Kiecker (TX-988) had served on battlefronts across the Galaxy and began Taking Kierel under his wing. No doubt wanting this green as grass trooper to survive. Though fresh from the Academy it seems she was well liked by her fellow troopers with an eagerness to fit in.
“I’ve lost count of the times I’ve come under fire. I’ve lost friends, colleagues brothers and sisters. But the Oort mission was the worst. Ambushed as we exited the Raider at an 'abandoned' facility and having the platoon captain first to be wounded. Whole thing was a fragfest of the highest order. Still what Jasper taught me: stay low, find cover, face the enemy take a breath, aim, kill.” was all I could do or think. When I saw he [Jespar] had been near torn open by detonite I felt nothing. I still feel nothing, I was too busy taking breaths aiming, killing. At least we rescued the slaves. They’re so lucky to be a part of something bigger than themselves. The First Order is far better than than slaving away somewhere else they won't be fed or clothed. Maybe some of them will grow up like me and wear the armour.”
On the Oort Cloud of the Skye system a recon mission to an abandoned mining facility turned violent. The mining complex was in reality a pirate base. The Dagger deployed the storm trooper platoon to the base and battled pirate ships so that the soldiers could get to work. As the work on cleansing and destroying the base continued, the stormtrooper platoon started to take heavy casualties. The pirates put up stiff resistance trying to escape to their freighters. Kierel realised that these were slavers and the ships would be filled with slaves. As her Sergeant Jasper Kiecker took a hit and began bleeding out she rallied what was left of her squad and charged the nearest transport. Taking control of the ship weapons she was able to clear a path for the rest of the platoon to move up and destroy some of the pirate emplacements. As the mop up finished she found Jespar dead. Almost half the platoon was gone. The Raider captain ordered any salve not fit enough to be enrolled in the stormtrooper academy would work at the mining complex. Kierel was overjoyed at the captain's decision, working for the First Order was a lot better than slavery.
RP list:
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/94698-progenies-of-asymmetric-warfare-fo-dominion-of-zarnathea-hex/
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/96112-raid-on-the-aeten-ii-miners-guild/
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/94942-raider-iv/(Will be approved soon!)
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/95582-heroes-of-the-order-rolfwenckkierelasharad/
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/96861-apocalypse-now%E2%80%8B-dm-story/
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/96137-heart-of-darkness-dmed-story/
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