Mance Iblis
Character
Mance Iblis
| Age | Fifty-Seven |
| Species | Human, Corellian |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 1.9m |
| Weight | 95.2kg |
| Force Sensitive | Force Sensitive |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Mance is an older man with a refined military aesthetic, usually dressed in a green suit or uniform. He carries himself professionally, never slouching and usually standing with hands behind his back.
INVENTORY
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PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
Corellia Above All: Mance's highest concern is his homeworld: Corellia. He cares little for the events on other worlds outside of how they may indirectly, or sometimes directly, effect Corellia or its allies. Furthermore he is more than willing to put his life, or the lives of others, at risk if he feels that doing so is in Corellia's best interest.
Heart of Duty: To neglect one's duties is to suffer a moral failure. One must always carry out the duties and responsibilities given to them to the best of their ability.
Law and Order: Impartial laws and the stability they provide are one of the galaxy's greatest inventions. Such laws and the institutions that uphold them must be protected at all costs from interference, corruption, and neglect.
STRENGTHS
Experienced Tactician: Mance started his military career at a young age, serving within the Corellian Defense Force. During this time he worked alongside many larger organizations including the Galactic Alliance and now the High Republic. His many years of service, his time at the Correllian University in between deployments, and a natural understanding of tactics has made him a skilled and respected commander.
Swordplay: Most of Mance's childhood was spent among the Green Jedi as a padawan. During that time he excelled with a saber, that knowledge carrying over to his years in the military where he still carried and practiced with a blade. He is now a master of his chosen weapon, the heft and weight of a blade feeling natural in his hands.
Charismatic Stoicism: Mance is not known to smile often, yet many find him easy to speak, good at holding conversations, and knowledgable on many topics. This natural charisma has helped him go far, especially as he begins his career in politics.
WEAKNESSES
Blaster-Blind: While nominally trained in the use of blasters and other ranged weapons, Mance rarely practices with them. This has lead to him underperforming in long range engagements, situations he attempts to avoid.
Force Weakness: Mance, while force sensitive, is not strong in the force. Most individuals trained in the usage of the force can deal with his force abilities without much effort.
HISTORY
Childhood
Mance never knew his parents, they had abandoned him at such a young age that his first memories were formed in as a padawan among the Green Jedi. Apparently his parents knew of his force sensitivity and were too poor to care for him, so when the Green Jedi approached them they handed Mance over with little convincing. Being raised among scholars and philosophers, each eager to care for a young and promising padawan, satiated young Mance's immense curiosity. History, natural science, biology, and every other topic young Mance's mind could grasp on to was at his fingertips. This suited the young and quiet Mance quite well, as he more often spent his time reading rather than playing with others his own age.
This unending appetite for knowledge and the virtues instilled in him from such a young age made him a prime padawan candidate, and he started his training mere days after his thirteenth birthday. Yet the knight who took him in ultimately found him difficult to train. He questioned everything that was taught to him, interrogating every fact, opinion, or tradition held by the Green Jedi with the critical eye of youth. While his master was ever patient and attempted to guide Mance back to the path laid out for him since childhood, Mance frequently rebelled against what he viewed as meaningless restrictions. Ultimately, after five years, Mance would step away from the order.
Young Adulthood
His time among the Jedi had taught him many things, chief among them being duty, responsibility, and planning. He knew he lacked the support network and formal education needed to make it big in the corporate sector, and felt that his skills were wasted doing simple manual labor. So he would ultimately enlist with the Corellian Defense Force, feeling the strict hierarchy of the CDF would be a good fit for his personality and beliefs. To an extent he was correct, but the brutal training of the CDF was a shock to one used to the compassion of the Jedi. At first he lashed out, similarly to his time in the order. But the CDF, like many militaries across the galaxy, had a long tradition of forging the rowdy into the refined.
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