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| + | Up until Jorgus' tenth birthday he was a relatively happy child. He spent his days outside with a wooden stick pretending it was a speeder, a lightsaber, or a fighter cockpit and he would be shooting down pirates and all of Corellia would chear him on. His parents would spontaneously leave for business trips and Jorgus would be left all alone with his droid maid in his house on Corellia. Many years passed and Jorgus still played and imagined and watched his parents leave and return. On the night of his tenth birthday Jorgus was ushered down into the hidden bunker underneath his house. Confused he began to fiddle with the controls and was able to activate a camera inside the house. He was proud of himself, but that pride only lasted a moment... When he turned on the camera he saw his parents killed mercilessly and then dragged away. He stayed in the bunker for many, many nights when he began to run out of food he eventually made his way to Coronet with the few credits he had. He survived on the streets begging for money and for help. He never ate much and he was never given much. He scavenged a lot from nearby junk yards which he in turn sold for credits. Every week he would hide half of the credits he got and use the other half for necessities, like food, water, and a little clothing. Three years passed and Jorgus eventually turned 13 years old by that time he had saved up a lot of money and had learned ways to bargain with traders to get the best price on the things he found. He was able to buy himslef a small room in a hotel near a library. After buying himself some nicer clothes he applied for a position in the library and was accepted. Any time he was off duty he would read records of strategies used my experts of naval warfare and accounts of wars that had passed. | ||
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Revision as of 14:28, 28 August 2008
Work in progress...
| Jorgus Krenn | |
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| Biographical Information | |
| Race | Corellian (Human) |
| Homeworld | Corellia |
| Mother | -NA- |
| Father | -NA- |
| Spouse | -NA- |
| Siblings | -NA- |
| Children | -NA- |
| Born | Year -09 Day 190 (age 28) |
| Imperial Service | |
| Branch |  Imperial Navy |
| Positions | None |
| Prior Service | Mandalorian Underground |
| Awards |  IABG
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Character History
Early Childhood
Up until Jorgus' tenth birthday he was a relatively happy child. He spent his days outside with a wooden stick pretending it was a speeder, a lightsaber, or a fighter cockpit and he would be shooting down pirates and all of Corellia would chear him on. His parents would spontaneously leave for business trips and Jorgus would be left all alone with his droid maid in his house on Corellia. Many years passed and Jorgus still played and imagined and watched his parents leave and return. On the night of his tenth birthday Jorgus was ushered down into the hidden bunker underneath his house. Confused he began to fiddle with the controls and was able to activate a camera inside the house. He was proud of himself, but that pride only lasted a moment... When he turned on the camera he saw his parents killed mercilessly and then dragged away. He stayed in the bunker for many, many nights when he began to run out of food he eventually made his way to Coronet with the few credits he had. He survived on the streets begging for money and for help. He never ate much and he was never given much. He scavenged a lot from nearby junk yards which he in turn sold for credits. Every week he would hide half of the credits he got and use the other half for necessities, like food, water, and a little clothing. Three years passed and Jorgus eventually turned 13 years old by that time he had saved up a lot of money and had learned ways to bargain with traders to get the best price on the things he found. He was able to buy himslef a small room in a hotel near a library. After buying himself some nicer clothes he applied for a position in the library and was accepted. Any time he was off duty he would read records of strategies used my experts of naval warfare and accounts of wars that had passed.
More to Come.
