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[color=brown] [size=10][b]Name:[/b][i]Dagon Reav[/i]
[b]Rank:[/b] Major
[b]Age:[/b] 218
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Race:[/b] Feeorin
[b]Assignment:[/b] Ship Security Officer, Commander of 744th "Jackal" Battalion
[b]Main weapon:[/b] E11 carbine
[b]Side weapon:[/b] [url=http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j307/Animeguy56/Black_Orchid_Sword.jpg]Vibro-Broadsword[/url](left hip sheath), DH-17 Carbine Blaster,
[b]Short History:[/b] Proud and overbearing, Dagon was born on Odryn to his tribe's chieftain. He became a great, almost legendary warrior, for his victory in dozens of honor duels, bare fisted or blades, and unshaken stature on the battleground. Even going as far as besting his own father for leadership of the tribe. He ruled and expanded this tribe for almost three decades, taking over 12 other tribes under him.
It wasn't until one day, that a warrior boastfully edged him into a fight that Dagon was sure he could win, only to have his face shoved into the dirt with shame. The warrior refusing to kill him, Dagon chose to exile himself, leaving Odryn and his clan behind.
From there, he became a merc, hiring out his sword to the highest bidder. Under demand, some days he may be a simple bodyguard, others he may be helping stage a revolution. He even became the personal thug of Jabba Desilijic Tiure for a time. Some years later he put together his own company, Dra Pnu'gah C'funt, meaning "The Broken Sword".
For nearly 60 years, this mercenary company, eventually building into a small army, hired out to private investors, most particularly the Hutts and later, the Separatist during the Clone Wars. Though, battle after battle, members were lost, until finally, at the Second Battle of Jabiim, every member excluding himself, were lost. With him and the battle lost, Dagon fled and hid.
For close to 14 years he operated as a bounty hunter, until enlisting in the Imperial Army, mostly for the reason the life of a bounty hunter never compared to that of a professional soldier, and it was getting hard to be a legit merc with the Empire around, so why not join it. With no shortage of credits to buy himself a new, shiny identity, obscuring his participation with the Separatist during the war, instead he was a hero, thanked by the Republic for helping fight off Jabiimi Nationalists.
He was accepted into the ranks of the Stormtrooper Corps, shipped out to the roughest areas of the Outer Rim like other aliens among the ranks. Rising in the ranks steadily, Major Reaver he came to be known as, put together the 744th, his [b]Jackal Battalion[/b]. a rowdy group of battle hardened soldiers, mostly aliens out of Outer Rim garrisons like himself, known for their unorthodox methods and strong hand tactics, as well as the highly personalized armor they wore, painted with tribal and honor marks specific to each soldiers heritage or personal tastes. These points eventually had him reprimanded and his battalion along with himself transferred to serve in the [i]Resolve[/i] Task Force.
During the Stormtrooper Corps Mutiny, Dagon and his men sided with the ship, resulting in a turning tide, eventually ending with the commanding officers of the Corps dead or arrested. Dagon received the status of Ships Security Officer.
Taking other troopers who choose to side with the ship under him, he quickly began assigning posts to throughout the ship to help maintain order.
[b]Description:[/b] [url=http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j307/Animeguy56/the_B_P_R_D__by_Pyrotech07.jpg]Insignia[/url] Etched in tarnished gold on black marbled metal.
[/size][size=9]Skin: Dark Purple
Eyes: Gold, pupil-less
Height: 6'4
Weight: 220
Distinguishing Traits: Insignia tattoo on right bicep, tribal flames tattoo in black rising from right wrist to the insignia.
[/size][size=10]Dagon is a large and imposing figure, even as Feeorin go, his muscles nearly bulging from his solid frame due to the unique aging factor of his species. He lacks any apparent nasal openings, and the tendrils hanging from his jaw and chin get steadily longer until two shorter ones border his chin, two also hang from the top corners of his mouth and hang down just below his chin. All these are wrapped with gold bands etched with tribal markings near the bottom, while his head tendrils have several of these traveling down each.
His armor had to be commissioned because of his stature as well as the helmet specially made. The armor was highly personalized, including tribal and war marks, and his personal insignia, which was present on each of his troopers armor as well. The markings and symbol were all etched in a dark crimson and gold. He also wore a sleevelees haori jacket over the armor. His broadsword hung on his left hip, secured to his belt, and his sidearm strapped to his right thigh plate.
With the new order, he has gone back to a more comfortable outfit, consisting of a sleeveless black longcoat, durosteel vanbracers, shin-guards and greaves, serviceable boots, trousers, short-sleeve fitted shirt, and armored gloves. His right bracer contains a commlink and projector. He wears a a utility belt specially designed to hold his swords scabbard, and contains the basics tools and items, as well as a bandoleer of power-packs. he wears a durosteel back and breast as well.[/size][/color]
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