The Fynch
Lost a Planet
THE FYNCH
LOST A PLANET, FYNCH HAS
LOST A PLANET, FYNCH HAS
Name:
Age: 45
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 6 ft 3 in
Weight: 215 lbs of pure muscle
Force Sensitive: No
Faction:
Rank:
Vessels: TBD...
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
A large human male with a muscular build, olive skin, flowing brown hair, and amber eyes. He has a scar on his face from military service, tattooed arms, and lightly trimmed facial hair. His military jacket, which he wore during his service, is always seen draped over his shoulders. He carries a katana with a red blade and a black bird mask.
INVENTORY
- Katana - The Nobunaga
- Mask - WIP
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
A man who tries to have a positive disposition, but is perhaps a shell of his former self. He was once the charismatic leader of a planet, beloved and stalwart. Now he is the shell of a man, wandering the Galaxy without a home or purpose. He is quick to act, with a strong military background that pushes him forward, even without direction.
STRENGTHS
- Military Strategist
- Local Militia Veteran
- Hand to hand combat proficiency
- Skilled with most firearms
- Highly charismatic
- Political education
- Swordsman
WEAKNESSES
- Stubborn
- Highly patriotic
- Highly Empathetic
- Broken - The shell of a man...
HISTORY
Once, he was Solarus Fynch...
Born to a poor family on Lothal, Solarus Fynch, typically referred to as Fynch, would live a relatively uneventful childhood. At a young age, he would enlist in the local militia of Lothal, beginning his long history of service in the Lothal Protectorate military. After ten years of service, Fynch would set off into the wider galaxy, studying politics at a school in the Galactic Alliance. Upon his return, Fynch would become a prominent political figure, earning much admiration for his tender nature, history as a veteran, and apparent wisdom, in spite of his youth. Eventually, following the passing of the Protectorate's previous leader, Fynch would campaign for the position of Commander in Chief, winning in a landslide election. As he came to power, Lothal became embroiled in Cold War, as the Empire moved in to seize their doonium. The Galactic Alliance would follow, bringing war to his home planet. Fynch, now the standing Commander in Chief, began to campaign for heightened neutrality, doing his best with his limited resources to bolster Lothal's military for security against foreign powers and raiders. Now, Fynch hopes to secure the borders of his world, ensuring the prosperity of his backwater home for the future generation of Lothal...
...for a time, at least.
The Lothal Protectorate stands no more. The Empire has claimed his home and his people. Now The Fynch lives in exile, leaving behind his name and taking up a blade. He wonders the galaxy, no home or purpose...
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