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Coral Jalen Dayton
Biographical Information
Race	Corellian
Homeworld	Corellia
Mother	Rachel Jocelyn Dayton (née Olandi) - Deceased
Father	Jalin Colyn Dayton - Deceased
Spouse	Adri`ana Salvatore (Turner) - Engaged
Siblings	Colyn Jensen Dayton - Deceased Jason Aromin Dayton - Deceased
Children	None
Born	Year -20 Day 161 (May 13) - 30 years old
Imperial Service
Branch	Imperial Army
Positions	None Director
Prior Service	Imperial Navy Imperial Intelligence New Imperial Navy Imperial Security Bureau
Awards	Achievement Medal (Twice Awarded) Government Betterment Award Battle Efficieny Award Certified Imperial Security Agent COMPNOR Membership Medal Letter of Commendation 3 Imperial Service Medal 6 years Corporate Service Award 1 year COMPNOR Service Medal 24 months Imperial Academy Basic Graduate-Honours

Coral Jalen Dayton, son of retired Vice Admiral Jalin Colyn Dayton, is a commissioned officer in the His Majesties Imperial Armed Forces, serving within both the Imperial Army and COMPNOR. Entering service with the Galactic Empire, Dayton would eventually depart after the betrayal of Emperor Charon at the hands of his Executor and the Sith Lord pulling at the reigns. Departing the Empire, he eventually fell in line with other former Imperials, eventually ending up with other Charonists within the New Imperial Order close to 4 years after the 'Exodus'. It would be another 3 years before he would return to the Empire to assist with the new age of Imperialism.

The Early Years

Born 20 years before the modern date of reporting within the Galaxy, Coral Jalen Dayton was born on a stormy late spring evening on the far outreaches of Coronet City. The middle child of Rachel and Jalin Dayton, the newest arrival of the Dayton family is welcomed into the galaxy and is showered with utmost love and compassion. With hiis father a commissioned officer in the Imperial Armed Forces and his mother dividing her time between raising the family and teaching human psychology at the University of Corellia in Coronet City, Coral would form deep seeded attachments to his older brother, Jason, as well as his younger brother, Colyn.

As the years would progress, Coral would be educated in some of the finest schools Imperialism would provide upon the planet, distinguishing himself with in the more 'practical' uses of his education, sports. It was here that the beginnings of resentment towards his father would begin, a stark contrast to the admiration and respect that he held for the man who breathed life into him. As competition began to grow like livid fire within the young Dayton, his father never appeared at any of his games, a troubling notion for the young Corellian to grasp or understand. Originally discounting this and making excuses as to why his father was absent, it would slowly begin to press on his mind more and more as the years went on.

Darkness Falls

Life on the Dayton estate on the outskirts of Coronet City was relatively calm. One summer just after Coral had turned nine, his mother fell ill suddenly. With the best health care available on planet utilised, his mother would ultimately be diagnosed with a rare form of cancer, his mother's slowly deteriorating condition would become one of the lowest points in his life. The one person in the galaxy who had the most influence on his life passing away just a few months after being diagnosed, the state of affairs between the remaining members of the Dayton family would become strained.

Jason Aromin Dayton, the oldest of the three siblings at the age of 19, would depart Corellian to start a life on his own upon Imperial Centre (Coruscant). Initially intending to become a firefighter on the massive city-planet, he would slowly lose his way on a planet known for temptation and shadows. Remaining in contact with Coral, Jason would often fabricate stories of being a firefighter to hide his own disgust and disgrace with himself from his brothers, lest his father cut him off from any kind of assistance.

Over the next few years after the passing of his wife, Dayton's father would retire from active Imperial service as a Vice Admiral and began an import-export business based upon Corellia. Specialising in transport of materials and other trade items, it was the only thing the elder Dayton could do to hide the pain he felt from losing his life-partner from his children. Immersing himself into his work, the business slowly began to be profitable and little by little, he would drift away and become distant from his middle son when he needed him the most.

Tears of the Sun and Lines in the Sand

5 years after the death of his mother, the resentment slowly began to build to a stoked fire, only to have more fuel added to the flame. As his father kept his distance from both himself and his younger brother, word would finally reach the Dayton brother's that their oldest sibling had passed away on Coruscant, the result of an overdose of spice. With the pain coursing through him from the loss of his older brother, the divide between father and son began to grow by the day, the isolation course taken by the elder driving a wedge between them. Turning to his younger brother to shield him from the trauma of the situation at hand, Dayton began to grow irritated at the situation.

As the years began to pass, the uneasy silence and separation from his father nearly taking his life, Dayton took the easiest path to correct the issue at hand, least he fall himself. Deciding to enlist in the Galactic Empire just as his father did many years before, Dayton confronts his father one last time about his ever increasing abandonment. Finding no way to make it through the wall he had put up, the path he had selected opened up before him. Departing Coronet City for the Imperial Academy on Obroa Skai, Coral Dayton sets his eyes on piloting the famous Twin Ion Engine fighter.

The Beginning of a New Tradition

Arriving on Obroa Skai, the indoctrination into the Imperial Armed forces begins. Subjected to grueling physical training and academic stresses, the beginning foundations of the Imperial way of life was drummed into him. The clipped tones of Imperial Basic already present within his words becoming more pronounced as the days counted down, Recruit Dayton's progress slowly began to bring him onto his instructor's radar. His performance, both within the classroom and on the training field being noticed by many, he was predicted to graduate with honours amongst the scores of others within his training cadre. Often the target of capricious and furtively jealous comments, Dayton kept his nose to the grindstone, working hard to etch out an inkling of a reputation for himself. To be a son of a Vice Admiral in the Academy had instantly marked him to have things go his way, Dayton constantly worked to prove he was his own person and constantly challenged his superiors to hold him to a higher standard. To those in charge of recruit training, this spoke volume's to the desire to develop character, but in order to maintain progress, they did not shed an inch of their cold exterior. Staying challenged to a higher level driven by his desire to succeed, Dayton worked hard to get himself to the next level.

Before it all came down around him.

Horrid News and Resurgence

As was standard for the majority of Imperials who were enrolled in the Imperial Academy, staying on the Academy grounds after the completion of a year in the Academy was something he had planned on doing. With no need to return home to Corellia, Dayton kept his mind away from his distant father, but in the back of his mind he wondered how his younger brother was dealing with him out of the picture. With those thoughts pressing on his mind as the intermission between academic years began to wind to a close, Dayton took to his studies again ever more determined to succeed.

After only a few weeks after the new term, news began to filter in from Corellia about Vice Admiral Dayton, Dayton finally let his mind wander from his studies as the reports flowed freely. His father had perished in a shuttle explosion over Commenor. While the news didn't seem to have an impact on him from a visible outward stance, the news devastated him internally. His father was one of the last few living family members he had left... and despite the almost non-existent relationship they had, it had been an argument that had provided the last words he would have with him. After hitting rock bottom, his scores slowly began to drop as his grief began to get to him, his outward composure beginning to sag. The discipline, the demeanour he was known for slowly fading, Dayton embarked on a darkened path.

Coming to an intersection in his Academy training and at the lowest point he had been in quite a considerable amount of time, Dayton came close to being discharged from the Academy for conduct unbecoming of an Imperial. Faced with impending discharge, Dayton began to furiously claw his way out of the darkened hole he found himself, he came to the realisation that he needed to shape up. As a son of a Vice Admiral, he was not some wash out, or some two-bit no-good person who turns tail at the first sign of adversity. Beginning his slow crawl back from darkness, he began to get back to his previous level, his sights set on surpassing the standard he had set before by two-fold.

Over the next few years, Dayton proved that he had it in him to raise the bar a multitude of times and the fruit of his work became evident as he graduated from the Academy. Having scored in the top 1% of Class 04-02, the attainment of everything his training cadre officers had seen in him from the first step upon Obroa Skai. Graduating from the Academy after 4 years, he is immediately assigned to the 3rd Sector Fleet, otherwise known as the 'Kuat Naval Guard', and advanced to the rank of Flight Corporal (E-4). Riding on a wave of self-confidence and pride after accomplishing such a distinguishing feat, the feeling would last only very briefly before another dark cloud would appear over him.

Tragedy Strikes Again

Armed with orders to report to Kuat to begin active duty within the Imperial Navy, Dayton would take the two week furlough to return to Corellia to spend time with the only remaining member of the Dayton family, Colyn Jensen Dayton. Obtaining civilian transport from Obroa Skai to Corellia, the trip would take a relatively short few days to arrive at it's destination.

Stepping off of the cruise liner he had booked, Dayton began to make his way through the windy and twisty corridors of the spaceport of Tyrena, a town on situated on the coast of the southernmost continent of Corellia. Quickly arranging transport for himself to his family's estate on the extreme farthest 'reaches' of Coronet City, Dayton receives a communication from family friends. Colyn, the youngest Dayton brother, had committed suicide a few days prior after an outpouring of outrage from his girlfriend's family. Confused and unsure of the situation, he rushed his transportation to get him there as soon as possible.

Arriving at the Dayton estate, he slowly began to let his own composure unravel. After 4 years of preparation and training, he had failed to even secure his brother's own comfort and well-being. Struggling to deal with the resurgence of his own inner-demons, he began, with the assistance of family friends, to get to the bottom of the whole situation. As the two week furlough was about to end, he finally came to know most, if not all, the details surrounding his brother's suicide. Finding out the death of his brother was because of a pregnancy scare with his girlfriend, Dayton struggled to come to terms with everything that had occurred over the past. Finally declaring that he could no longer bear to return to the estate with the taint of so much tragedy looming over it's dominion, Dayton swore off Corellian all together. Signing legal paperwork for the funds in a trust setup for his brother and himself, he made arrangements for the credits to be used to maintain the estate for a later date when he could bring himself to bear the pain within it's walls.

Departing the estate, Dayton traveled to the Sector Fleet's garrison upon the planet. Speaking with the logistics officers, he arranged military transport from Corellia to Kuat to begin his service within the grand Imperial Navy.

Beginning of the End

Kuat

Arriving on Kuat at a military spaceport on the outskirts of Kuat City, Dayton progressed through the massive city upon the planet's surface. Taking note of various places within his city as it would soon become his home, Dayton proceeded throughout the city before making his way to the military headquarters. Reporting in for duty with the logistics officers of the Kuat Naval Guard, he is quickly introduced to others he would be serving with. Lieutenant Eric Jackson, Commander Quisitor, and even the Moff of the Kuat Sector, Mak Davar, were introduced to him. Names, unbeknown to him at that moment, would become forever etched in his mind in the coming months.

Being assigned to a space superiority squadron assigned planetside, Dayton began to get to know the other pilots of the Black Squadron. Their primary medium of contributing to the defence of the Sector was in the form of the TIE/Ln. Informally known as 'tin cans strapped to your rear', over the next few months, Dayton would come to love the fighter, both for it's strengths as well as it's flaws. Becoming quite involved with the general maintenance of the fighter, Dayton began to spend most of his free time in the maintenance bays. At first rejected by the technicians as they made their way around the grease stained bay, Dayton persisted, his eyes watching out for anything that would further his knowledge of the TIE fighter. As time went on, the atmosphere between pilot and technicians would slowly begin to change, and more information slowly was gleamed from their over-swollen minds, only to be applied to his operation of the fighter in action.

After a few months worth of service to the Imperial Navy, a shockwave was sent through the Empire. Watching as the Empire that welcomed him with open arms over 4 years prior as he entered the Academy slowly began to be betrayed, Dayton stood in astonishment as corruption and greed slowly began to seep through the Empire. Led by a force comprising of the Executor, the Sith Lord pulling at his strings and forces loyal to both, the Empire was seized and Charon forced off the Throne.

Unsure of how to proceed with the changing state of the Empire, Dayton is transferred from the 3rd Sector Fleet to the 1st Sector Fleet along with Black Squadron. As time goes on, the general atmosphere of the entire Empire slowly began to change as veteran Imperials slowly began to depart the Empire as a result of the removal of Charon; Dayton becomes disillusioned with the pace and the general state of the Empire.

Searching for a way to cope with the changes that had occurred in such a short amount of time, Dayton would come to find an unexpected solace in form of an Imperial Engineer. Over the coming weeks, the two would come ever closer. Inspire of all the chaos and dust that seemed to never settle, an unsettling ease would slowly come to reside within him.

Searching for answers, Dayton began to explore other avenues of maintaining his service to the Empire outside of the line of fire. Eventually coming into contact with a few members of Imperial Intelligence, Dayton is inducted into the training pipeline for the intelligence agency in a part time facility. Frustrated by the blockages readily put in front of him, Dayton put his nose to the grindstone yet again, focusing fully on his training with a nagging feeling at the back of his mind telling him things to the contrary.

Coming towards the end of his Imperial Intelligence training, Dayton began to explore the possibilities of a life outside of the Empire. Having come into the means to contact those outside of the Empire as a result of his training and limited access to data within Imperial Intelligence, Dayton could feel his back slowly beginning to be pushed up against a wall. Beginning to claw for any kind of relief from the stress that was weighing in on him, Dayton could feel the final rod begin to break and the downward slide began to pull his feet below.

Rushing back to the apartment that he shared with his significant other, Dayton began to make plans to depart the Empire that had slowly changed from the strong and well efficient one he had known for so many years. Making motions to flee, the Corellian born Imperial would eventually be persued by agents of the Imperial Security Bureau. The ensuing chase would cover 5 sectors of the closest quadrant to the 1st Sector Fleet's planetary garrison before the chase took to the atmosphere; The vacuum of space eventually became the battleground through the use of a 'borrowed' Sentinel shuttle, courtesy of a one certain... female friend.

Making motions to jump to hyperspace, a broad-scan message sent out on a known Imperial frequency addressed the Deputy Director of the ISB, the Imperial who had been responsible for his pursuit. Making a promise to make sure that the agent would meet their end, the Sentinel shuttle, and Dayton, jumped to hyperspace. With the a system in the Outer Rim as the final destination of his travels, Dayton programmed in various 'stops' along the way, being careful to cover his tracks along the way as his life as an Imperial seemingly came to an end.

Smoke and Mirrors

Coming out of hyperspace on the outer edges of the Republica system in the Outer Rim, Dayton took time to make sure that he was not followed by his persuers. Carefully studying the various communication frequencies various departments of the Empire routinely utilised, the young Corellian fugitive set a course for Adbatar, the capital planet of the Rebel Alliance. Coming into a geosynchronous orbit around the planet, Dayton began the daunting process of establishing communications with his contact within the sworn enemy of the Empire.

After hours of time spent at the cockpit of the Sentinel, his fingers flying across the communications console, clearance codes suddenly sprung up on the display. Accompanied with coordinates to a landing pad somewhere on the planet, Dayton proceeded to pilot the 'borrowed' ship towards his destination. Landing the ship gently on the landing pad, Dayton could see various soldiers gathering on the landing pad, weapons drawn. With a typical Corellian swagger, he disembarked the relic of his Imperial service and into the waiting arms of the Rebel Alliance's Center for Rebel Intelligence.

Escourted deep within the facility adjacent to the landing pad, the next 10 minutes were as silent as the 2 recent two day trip from Coruscant. The silence was suddenly shattered as agents of CRI led him into a seemingly sterilised room. Sitting down at the simple metal table, Dayton sat straight up, his posture as crisp as he was taught in the Imperial Academy. Over the next 4 days, question upon question were thrown at him, the intricacies of the words designed to probe deeper into the Corellian's intentions. Deflecting the questions to the best of his ability, and being eerily truthful with the Intelligence agents, Dayton was surprised at the result of the unrelenting questioning. He was to be denied entrance into the Alliance due to information pointing to him being an Imperial Intelligence agent bent on infiltrating the growing Rebellion.

Being escourted off of Adbatar in a rushed manner, Dayton debated his options he had left. Unsure of where he should turn to, and unable to return to his roots, Dayton uncovered a message addressed to him by one of his first commanders in the Imperial Navy. Commander Quisitor, a former member of the Kuat Naval Guard, had left him a message in his personal holomail, to which his decision was made quite fast. Not venturing far from his current position in the Republica system, Dayton established contact with the Commander, a member of the Praxium Defence Forces. Turning to the Jedi Praxium, his focus was re-established.

Windows Open, Doors Close

Service Record

Galactic Empire
Recruit (E-1) - Imperial Academy - Obroa Skai
Flight Corporal (E-4) - Third Sector Fleet (Kuat Naval Guard) - Imperial Navy
Flight Corporal (E-4) - First Sector Fleet - Imperial Navy
Trainee - Imperial Intelligence

Jedi Praxium
Lieutenant (O-3) - 2nd Defence Wing - Praxium Defence Forces
Agent (O-3) - Praxium Centre for Information

Corellian Engineering Corporation (Intellifish)
Lieutenant (O-3) - Merchant Marines
Specialist (O-4) - Special Operations
Chief Executive Officer

Tenloss Syndicate
Asset Recovery Specialist

New Imperial Order
Colonel (O-6) - New Imperial Army
Commander (O-5) - Vanquish Prime Group - New Imperial Navy
ISB-Major (O-4) - Chief of Enforcement - Imperial Security Bureau - COMPNOR
ISB-Lieutenant Colonel (O-5) - Chief of Enforcement - Imperial Security Bureau - COMPNOR
ISB-Colonel (O-6) - Chief of Enforcement - Imperial Security Bureau - COMPNOR
ISB-Brigadier General (C-1) - Chief of Enforcement - Imperial Security Bureau - COMPNOR
ISB-Major General (C-2) - Chief of Enforcement - Imperial Security Bureau - COMPNOR
ISB-Lieutenant General (C-3) - Deputy Director - Imperial Security Bureau - COMPNOR

Galactic Empire
ISB-Lieutenant General (C-3) - Deputy Director - Imperial Security Bureau - COMPNOR
Lieutenant General (C-3) - Director of RADE - COMPNOR