Character Rye Torren

[Rye Torren]

Rye Torren

"Just a farmhand. Always has been."​

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Alias: N/A
Species: Half Corellian & Half Commenori
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Homeworld: IIos
Faction: Unaffiliated
Occupation: Farmhand
Force Sensitive: Unknown​

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Appearance​

Rye is a young man with short black hair, usually tousled from the wind and long hours outdoors. His sharp blue eyes stand out against his sun kissed skin, often scanning his surroundings with a mix of suspicion and determination. Handsome in a rugged, rough around the edges way, he carries himself with the confidence of someone who's survived hard times previously.

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Backstory
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Rye Torren was born in a shipping container turned field clinic during a dry season on IIos. His mother didn't survive the birth, and no one ever came forward to claim him. The locals say he wasn't even given a name until he was two and simply by then, they'd gotten used to calling him "the boy".

Eventually, it was decided he ought to have an actual name. Hence he became known as Rye, named after what was growing at the time. Torren came from the farm family whom he was staying with at the time.

He grew up bouncing between farms, sleeping in sheds, and working for his meals. He never had a family and according to him never needed one. He learned how to fix broken things, fight dirty, and lie well enough to get by. People mostly left him to work alone, which suited him fine.

He doesn't know anything about the Force. Doesn't care, either. He's heard the old stories involving space wizards, laser swords, chosen ones. Sounds like bantha crap to him. He's just a farmhand. Always has been.

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Strengths & Weaknesses
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Raw Instinct: Rye has strong gut reactions and natural reflexes, hinting at untapped Force sensitivity.

Reckless Courage: He doesn't think twice when it comes to survival and sometimes, that's exactly what keeps him alive.

Stubborn as Hell: Once he decides to do something, he doesn't back down. Ever.

Refuses Authority: Rye hates being told what to do, even when he's out of his depth.

Impatient: He has no interest in training, waiting, or diplomacy.

Identity Crisis: He doesn't know who he is, who his father was, or what he wants. That eats at him more than he admits.

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