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[[Corellia]], despite being the centre hub for an entire sector in [[Empire|Imperial]] space, is not an entirely urbanized planet. Between giant spaceports and towering citiscapes lie endless plains, broken up into vast patches of fertile farmland, each dedicated to a ranch. It was in such a place Fenris Soontir, son of Garant and Allynn Soontir, was born and raised. | [[Corellia]], despite being the centre hub for an entire sector in [[Empire|Imperial]] space, is not an entirely urbanized planet. Between giant spaceports and towering citiscapes lie endless plains, broken up into vast patches of fertile farmland, each dedicated to a ranch. It was in such a place Fenris Soontir, son of Garant and Allynn Soontir, was born and raised. | ||
− | It was a lonely childhood, growing up so far from any of his own age, and Fenris quickly started looking towards fields of mechanics to occupy his attention. Finding the harvesting crawler disassembled down to the last bolt, just as harvesting seasons started, was but one of the many challenges his parents | + | It was a lonely childhood, growing up so far from any of his own age, and Fenris quickly started looking towards fields of mechanics to occupy his attention. Finding the harvesting crawler disassembled down to the last bolt, just as harvesting seasons started, was but one of the many challenges his parents begrudgingly were forced to deal with. |
At the age of 6, Fenris built his first droid out of spare parts. At the age of 9, he completely overhauled the engines of a local racing teams podracer, with which they proceeded to win the Corellian Grand Nationals the following season. | At the age of 6, Fenris built his first droid out of spare parts. At the age of 9, he completely overhauled the engines of a local racing teams podracer, with which they proceeded to win the Corellian Grand Nationals the following season. | ||
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After serving with distinction in his first service unit, the renowned [[Navy Command Fleet]], Fenris was transferred to the [[5th Imperial Fleet|5th Fleet, 11th Group]]. | After serving with distinction in his first service unit, the renowned [[Navy Command Fleet]], Fenris was transferred to the [[5th Imperial Fleet|5th Fleet, 11th Group]]. | ||
Now the Executive Officer of said group, Fenris assists the CO with the day-to-day running of the 11th. | Now the Executive Officer of said group, Fenris assists the CO with the day-to-day running of the 11th. | ||
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+ | Time and time again he has proven himself a very capable fighter pilot in various war-games and fleet excersizes. | ||
+ | While he has not achieved the required number of confirmed kills to receive the title of Fighter Ace, it is regarded as only a moment of time. | ||
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|Minor scar, upper right cheekbone. | |Minor scar, upper right cheekbone. | ||
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Revision as of 23:02, 22 January 2015
Fenris Soontir | |
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Lieutenant Commander Fenris Soontir Imperial Navy | |
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Age | 23 |
Race | Corellian |
Homeworld | Corellia |
Marital Status | Single |
Father | Garant Soontir |
Mother | Allynn Soontir |
Siblings | Jason Soontir |
Spouse | None |
Children | None |
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Branch | |
Positions | |
Graduation | Year 13, Day 132 17:56 CGT |
Awards |
Contents
Early Life
Corellia, despite being the centre hub for an entire sector in Imperial space, is not an entirely urbanized planet. Between giant spaceports and towering citiscapes lie endless plains, broken up into vast patches of fertile farmland, each dedicated to a ranch. It was in such a place Fenris Soontir, son of Garant and Allynn Soontir, was born and raised. It was a lonely childhood, growing up so far from any of his own age, and Fenris quickly started looking towards fields of mechanics to occupy his attention. Finding the harvesting crawler disassembled down to the last bolt, just as harvesting seasons started, was but one of the many challenges his parents begrudgingly were forced to deal with. At the age of 6, Fenris built his first droid out of spare parts. At the age of 9, he completely overhauled the engines of a local racing teams podracer, with which they proceeded to win the Corellian Grand Nationals the following season.
This was also the year his little brother, Jason Soontir, was born. Despite at first viewing him as somewhat of bothersome nuisance, Fenris quickly grew very fond of him. Neither did he mind the additional responsibility that came with it. At this point, Fenris had proven himself surprisingly mature and responsible for his age, tasked with everything from running errands with the family landspeeder, to taking his little brother fishing. Distinguishing himself trough his school work, the Corellian government took notice and started subsidizing an educational program that would lead Fenris safely into Corellias ship-building industry with a degree in engineering.
Swoop Biker
- "That kid is going to get himself killed one day..."
- — Garant Soontir, witnessing Fenris take his first drive on a Swoop bike.
105-K Lancer Swoop Bike |
Fate however, had other plans. At the age of 12, Fenris life took a dramatic change. Having saved up for several years, he bought himself a 105-K Lancer Swoop bike. It gave him the freedom he had long craved, and allowed him to leave the farm and meet up with other people. Unfortunately, it also got him into a bad crowd. Gradually, he became a member of a local swoop gang. What started out as running innocent errands slowly evolved into active participation in criminal activities. Illegal street racing, extortion, grand theft speeder and vandalism, it all became a part of his life as he worked his way up the gang hierarchy, becoming their primary swoop jockey in the illegal races, and the second in command after Roan Kelzo, the Iktotchi gang leader.
His grades dropped, the government funding disappeared, and Fenris dropped out of school a couple years later. Although everyone noticed he had changed dramatically, he always made sure no word of what he was really spending his spare time on got out to his family.
Once again however, another dramatic twist changed Fenris life forever. Fleeing the scene of an illegal street race, law enforcement units in pursuit, Fenris ran a red light, got T-boned by a landspeeder and crashed horribly. Hovering between life and death the following days, he had plenty of time to rethink his life. By some miracle, the pursuers had lost him before he crashed, and there were still nothing that connected his name to any of the numerous criminal offences he had committed. He was free to return to the swoop gang. To the only friends he had, and a life that would sooner or later take his life. He realised he wanted more than that, and that he owed both himself and his family to pursue something better.
Corellian Military Service
Fenris driving a CPDF engineering crawler |
At the age of 18, over a year after the accident that nearly cost him his life, Fenris enlisted into the Corellian Planetary Defence Force, Corellias small army, working independent from the military forces of the Galactic Empire. Growing up around heavy, tracked vehicles, it did not take long time til he found himself assigned to an engineering unit, behind the controls of one of their crawlers. In the military, Fenris found the stability, structure and deep comradeship he sorely needed, and for over two years he served with the CPDF, repelling plundering pirates and aiding in humanitarian missions.
One particular mission helped carve out Fenris path into the future. Holding the line against an invading pirate force. The CPDF forces were hard pressed, outnumbered and under attack by a well-armed force using heavy military equipment they had stolen from a Clone Wars surplus warehouse. When all hope seemed lost, an Imperial strike force arrived to support the Corellians. Pirate speeders trampled to pulp by the Empires heavy AT-AT walkers, LAAT gunships shot down from the sky by TIE Fighters, and finally, a massive Star Destroyer emerged out of hyperspace, battering the pirates stolen Acclamator Assault Ship into submission with heavy turbolaser fire.
Fenris found himself impressed by the professionalism and efficiency displayed by the Imperial forces. Realising that if he was to remain in the CPDF, he would never be able to leave Corellia and experience everything the galaxy had to offer.
Both his parents, avid Imperials, supported him when he decided he was going to enlist himself into the Imperial Academy. Especially his father, a veteran of the Clone Wars that had scourged the galaxy mere decades ago, urged him to join the fight, and help stop the same threat arising anew.
Imperial Academy
The Imperial Academy was more magnificent than anything Fenris could ever have imagined. Familiar with military life, he slid right into the daily routines, and excelled throughout the training and lectures. Under the tutelage of Junior Training officer Serena Moon, he was taught in Imperial history, protocol, military concepts and given the information he needed to make an educated choice on what service branch to apply for.
Fenris graduated with honors on Year 13 Day 132, and was immediately assigned to his unit in the Imperial Navy.
The preferred branch of service had been an easy choice for Fenris. His love for piloting fast speeders transferring well to the position as one of the Empire's respected and feared fighter pilots. Piloting military hardware far exceeding the capabilities of any civilian speeder, backed by people who he can trust with his life, Fenris found his true calling.
After serving with distinction in his first service unit, the renowned Navy Command Fleet, Fenris was transferred to the 5th Fleet, 11th Group. Now the Executive Officer of said group, Fenris assists the CO with the day-to-day running of the 11th.
Time and time again he has proven himself a very capable fighter pilot in various war-games and fleet excersizes. While he has not achieved the required number of confirmed kills to receive the title of Fighter Ace, it is regarded as only a moment of time.
Service Record
Grade | Insignia | Rank | Galactic Date |
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[E-1] | Recruit | Year 13 Day 125 - Year 13 Day 132 | |
[E-3] | Flight Corporal | Year 13 Day 132 - Year 13 Day 271 | |
[E-4] | Flight Sergeant | Year 13 Day 271 - Year 14 Day 36 | |
[E-5] | Master Flight Sergeant | Year 14 Day 36 - Year 14 Day 331 | |
[O-2] | Lieutenant Junior Grade | Year 14 Day 331 - Year 15 Day 99 | |
[O-3] | Lieutenant | Year 15 Day 99 - Year 16 Day 9 | |
[O-4] | Lieutenant Commander | Year 16 Day 9 - Present |
Ribbon | Name | Date Awarded |
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Imperial Academy Honor Graduate [IABG-H] | Year 13 Day 132 | |
Imperial Service Medal - 1 Year [ISM-1] | Year 14 Day 345 | |
Letter of Commendation [LOC] | Year 15 Day 16 | |
Letter of Commendation x2 [LOCx2] | Year 15 Day 43 | |
Letter of Commendation x3 [LOCx3] | Year 15 Day 191 | |
Imperial Service Medal - 2 Year [ISM-2] | Year 15 Day 284 | |
Mentioned in Dispatches [MID] | Year 15 Day 284 |
Intelligence Dossier
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Psychological Profile
Psychological excamination and detailed analysis of service and combat records suggests subject have extraordinary problem solving abilities, high situational awareness and intelligence. Subject is also displaying unfortunate tendencies of introversion and anti-social behaviour. A lone wolf mentality can be attributed to trust issues, possibly rooted in the subjects past within criminal environments where betrayal and backstabbing is commonplace. Subject also displays immense confidence in self, often committing acts deemed as reckless and possibly dangerous to personal well-being. Ideology is representative of a true Imperial citizen, and coupled with a stringent personal code of honor, loyalty scores are extremely high.
Subject is deemed fit for Imperial service.
Physical Profile
Subject | Fenris Soontir |
Race | Human - Corellian |
Height: | 6’2” |
Weight: | 230 lbs. |
Eye Color: | Light Blue |
Hair Color: | Dark Blonde |
Distinctive Marks: | Minor scar, upper right cheekbone.
Tattoos: Tribal wolf head on upper back, right side. Sleeve on right arm. Tribal mark on left shoulder. |
Subject is in extraordinary physical shape and currently following a strict workout regime. No addictions, subject doesn't smoke, use drugs and is a very light drinker. Signs of previous bone fractures in both hands. Estimated time of breakage, age of 15. Medical records show involvement in serious speeder crash, age 17. Three cracked ribs, Monteggia fracture in left arm, punctured lungs, large internal bleeding and a minor brain concussion. Full recovery.
Subject is deemed fit for Imperial service.