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Revision as of 23:51, 7 November 2013
Daedric Adun | |
Biographical Information | |
Race | Human |
Homeworld | Mandalore |
Mother | Classified |
Father | Classified |
Spouse | Classified |
Siblings | Classified |
Children | None |
Born | 22 years old |
Imperial Service | |
Branch | Imperial Army |
Positions | Legionnaire |
Prior Service | None |
Awards |
Contents
Biography
The Awakening
The training for one young Daedric Adun began as early as 5 years of age. It started with body conditioning. Waking up at 0430 to run a couple miles prior to eating a meager breakfast. Over the years it became easier and easier to run, to jump, to swim, and to lift the weight that his father would place on him. He was training, at the time he didn't know for what. It's all he knew. At age 7 his father felt that he was ready. The day finally came where he would taste blood for the first time. Where he would take a life.
The morning of the, what he now calls the Awakening, he could think straight.
"Father?" He asked as he sat at the dinner table after his conditioning eating his meager breakfast.
"Yes, Daedric?" answered his father. He poured him a glass of Ameg juice. He pulled out a chair and sat across from him, eating some scrambled eggs that he had prepared.
"What happens if I see them, and can't pull the trigger?" Daedric questioned. His voice trembled as he asked the question for the fear of what his father might reply with.
His father looked at his son, who could barely see over the table. His feet were dangling off the edge of the chair. Daedric took a bite of his eggs while he was waiting for his father's reply.
"Daedric, my son..I know exactly how you feel. When I was you age, many many moons ago" his father started, Daedric laughed as his father joked about his age. "I sat in the same spot and asked my father the same question. He told me," Daedric leaned forward to listen closer to his father. "The cycle of life has to come to a close. You're not harming the animal at all. It wont feel a thing honestly. Killing wolves is the purest form of hunt. You enter a world that allows you to do more. The soul of the wolf will embrace you. You will come out as a member of the wolf pack. Its a great honor Daedric"
The words didn't quite calm him he was still nervous about the entire thing.
What happens if I miss? What happens if I can't pull the trigger...
The thoughts echoed through him. He finished his breakfast and began to gather his things and started out with his father. The journey was a path they had to walk over, it would make them cross over 18 kilometers to get to the location. After that, it's a waiting game. It's not a guarantee that the wolf pack will be there.
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Imperial File
Imperial Academy
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Commission and Unit Assignment
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Promotions
Y14 D340 - Second Lieutenant
Awards
Personality
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Appearance
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