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Major Jasper Daggett
NAME: Jasper Daggett
ALLEGIANCES: The First Order
RANK: Major
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 43
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'1"
BUILD: Fit
EYES: Stormy Blue
HAIR: Salt and Pepper
SKIN: Olive
FORCE SENSITIVE: Not at all.
I was born on Fest. Historically, my people hated Imperial Rule.
It was poverty that led my parents to leave the northeastern fringes. If you were not part of the Muun bureaucracy, the chances that wealth would find you was limited- unless you sought to gain it by criminal means. The Republic of old had means by which people like us could squeeze by, live a normal life, integrate with society on a new world- but my father was a determined man. "There is nothing to be gained, my son," he told me, "by simply getting by on the kindness of others. A man must make his own way, even if he must bleed to do so."
He enlisted in the Auxillaries when I was still very young. My mother watched him go off to battle with great pride. I remember that same pride. Even when my father's belongings were returned to us, we knew he had died in service to something that gave us a new way of life. Our way of life. My mother was happy to be a citizen, and I was happy that my father died a hero. I hoped, one day, that I might be a hero like my father.
Strengths
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Weaknesses
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Since the first time I saw the stars, I wanted to be among them.
I marveled at every ship when I was a boy, and talked at lengths with pilots about different vessels, engines- anything you can imagine, I was obsessed. Starfighters were my first love.
I entered the academy as soon as I was able. We were poor, but with my father's service I was accepted as a candidate. One of the Stormtrooper Corps, and dear friend to my father sponsored me. Several years passed, and I joined the Corps proper. Somewhere during that time, my mother took ill, and died before I could make it home to care for her. It was her wish that I live the life my father made for me, and I have tried to honor that wish ever since.