Public Origin Story

[Galen Shan]

Planet : Corellia
Jazen lives out on an island not far off of one of the main continents. He stays hidden off the radar for most of his life. His parents as far as he knows died when he was young. He has been making on his own for nearly half his life.

His daily routine is nothing out of the normal here. He wakes up with the sun and performs his daily chores. He grows his own and catches his own food. Through his time here he can't remember what the cities are like, much less the rest of the galaxy. The closest thing he sees to it are ships flying over head at times.

Staring off into the vast sea, he one day hopes to be able to make it away from this place, but he can't even find away off his island here. No ships or people ever come out this way. Even if he did , he wouldn't have the credits to get very far. Staying home right now was his only chance to continue to live and prosper.

 

[Galen Shan]

As time continues to pass, jazen spends most of it by walking along the shore line of the island he is on. He collects his food from some native plants and berries.

He collects fish from his trap he has set for his supper. He builds his fire to cook as the sun finally sets below the horizon once again.
For a few moments while he stares into the fire, he feels weird for just a moment. Jazen just shrugs it off. Thinking to himself as he eats, wondering if it was possible to get away. To find a better life with more adventure. Anything better than being stuck on an island with no way off.

Jazen heads to his small shack. He lays on his grassy bed and closes his eyes. He once again begins to dream. Strange enough , this dream is foggy. He can't see anything but he does hear voices.. they are muffled and he can hardly make out what they are saying. Suddenly jazen wakes up. He sits up in his bed and just stares at the wall.
" what was that. Something I've never felt before."

 

[Galen Shan]

Jazen gets up out of his bed after weird nights sleep. He walks out along the shore line of his island, looking off in the distance and watching the sunlight slowly rise.

Quickly something gets his attention. He hears the sound of an engine coming closer. He waits as the sound gets closer , soon enough he sees a boat moving across the vast ocean infront of him.

Jazen jumps up and down, waving his arms about trying to get their attention. Just as the large boat was about to pass , they slowed down. They moved within voice range, Jazen yelled at them, " Hey, can you help? I need transport out of here"

At this time, he went back over to his shack and grabbed his one back. He placed a few clothing items in it, along with some fruits to eat along the trip. He went back to the shore line as a few of the crew members rafted over to him. He climbed aboard and they headed back.

They exchanged conversation about how he got there and how long he had been there. They told jazen ,that they was headed to a port with a load of cargo to be shipped off and he could catch a ride to the shipping location. They just wasn't exactly sure where that was yet till he got there.

 

[Galen Shan]

Jazen spent the next few days helping on the ship on the way to the space port. Once he got there he helped the crew unload and went with the shipment to the space port loading dock.

Once there he talked with the captain of the ship and asked if he could gain passage with the cargo to their destination. The captain agreed, only if he helped maintain the ship and cargo during the trip. Jazen agreed and started up working with the crew.

After everything was loaded and cleared to take off. The ship headed out of the atmosphere and into the darkness of space. He had never Once seen something like this before, or at least he couldn’t remember if he had.

Soon though talking with the crew and working along side them, he learned where they was headed. A sort of remote planet called Dantooine.

Once they rea he’d their destination, jazen helped the crew out till his job was finished. He thanked the captain for the trip. The captain gave him some credits for his work, so he wouldn’t be empty handed wondering the space port.

Even though, he had a new life to start. He even went as far as changing his name. Galen was what he would be called now. He would still keep his family name though.

 

[Dar Skuldir]

New beginnings. How great were they?

Dar couldn't say. Being out of that mask was a start. At this point, moving a mountain seemed more possible than changing his ways, and the bearded old man wasn't even force-sensitive.

He spat, rousing a revolted, gaped-mouth expression from his dejarik opponent, a Sullustan.

The public dejarik tables were one of the only ways to pass time in the spaceport, for Dar at least. Better than being shooed away for loitering.

Planets occupied by the Empire did not tend to be lively or exciting, and Dantooine seemed to be no exception. However, he had heard word of a ship coming in from Corellia, the only thing to have mildly interested Dar in weeks. Standing from the small holo-table and strolling away, he dismissively waved a hand at the Sullustan. "You win, flap-face."

Heading towards the docking bay amongst the crowd, where the ship from Corellia had touched down, Dar couldn't help but notice the tall, purple-robed figure that passed by.

The robe didn't appear too luxurious at first glance, nor was it raggedy. With such an eye-catching color, perhaps they were some sort of noble, or merchant. Quelling his angered expectation, Dar continued on his own path.

Galen Shan

 

[Galen Shan]

Galen exited the star port with nothing but a bag of spar clothes and good slung over his shoulder.

He glanced around at all the people and that was in the area. It was more than what he was used to. From where he was from, he didn't have very much contact with other people.

Maybe it was time for him to finally start exploring the galaxy and living his own life to the fullest, which ever path that is..