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Character Laesero of House Draco

Laesero Draco

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Royal Guardsmen Laesero Draco

The Last of the Old Line

“Only the dead have seen the end of war.”

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[Start of Prologue: A Taste | Bio and Hypothetical RP Sample]

Laesero of House Draco, sometimes called the House Draco-Fel, has long been divorced from his more humble familial beginnings as the Guardian of the Fel Dynasty, and through the immaterial ties of time and age, his family eventually found footfall on the planet Yinchorr with the various other remnants of Imperial society during the Long Dark of the Galaxy. While the Gulag Plague swept across the reaches of the worlds, eclipsing entire civilizations in it’s wake, there stood a world cut off from the rest. No communications, no fuel, and no knowledge of the outside world. Memories faded, and purpose became nebulous.

The Black Sun of the Empire became an iconoclast emblem of the Warriors of Crimson. The Imperial Royal Guard Academy stationed on the world soon became the cultural epicenter of the world, and the warrior culture that it birthed became the default lifestyle of those that called the world home. There was, of course, others on the outskirts that didn’t assume the identity part and parcel, but the sway of the Crimson Warriors could be felt from one hemisphere to the other. Laesero was one such guardsmen.

The histories of how they had come and why had remained vague, and slowly lost more and more meaning overtime, though what remained was the overwhelming ideals of Imperialism. The crest of the Empire found itself branded onto his chest in form of scarification questing to Elysium, gatherings would occur in the grand arena where it was said warriors of old would duel and conflict for the honor of a conquering Emperor, a leader, a voice through the purpose.

Legend holds, that perhaps, one day, an Emperor may return, to once again give them proper purpose.


[End of Prologue]

Faction -
The New Imperial Order

Rank - Rogue Royal Guard

Species -
Human

Age - Mid twenties?

Sex - Male

Sexuality - Asexual, biromantic

Height - 6’2

Weight - 190 Pounds

Homeworld -
Yinchorr

Force Sensitive? Yes, though dormant.

[Tropes and Themes]

Bodyguarding a Badass [
x]

Knight Templar [
x]

My Master, Right or Wrong [
x]

Praetorian Guard [
x]

To Be Lawful or Good [
x]

[Known Languages]


Imperial Basic [Native]

Emperor's Royal Guard battle language [Native]

[Equipment]

Emperor's Royal Guard stormtrooper armor [
x]

Double Vibroblade [
x]

ARC Caster [
x]

[Strengths]

The Training of the Royal Elite


Determination to the End

[Mixed]

My Life For My Country


Royal Bastard

[Weaknesses]

One Life To Give


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