Kol Seraph

Koltan 'Kol' Seraph
Biographical Information
Race	Coruscanti
Homeworld	Coruscant
Mother	Lasha Seraph †
Father	Garran Seraph †
Spouse	N/A
Siblings	N/A
Children	N/A
Born	Year -7, Day 206
Imperial Service
Branch	Imperial Army
Positions	Current: Legionnaire
Prior Service	Imperial Academy Imperial SAGroup (Youth Militia)
Awards	[IABG]

Koltan 'Kol' Seraph is a 19-year-old Coruscanti male, currently serving as a Private in the Imperial Army.

"Hail to the Emperor, the Empire, and the New Order. May its righteousness never falter."

— Kol Seraph reciting the salute of the Imperial SAGroup, of which he was a militant member, before attending the Imperial Academy and then enlisting upon graduation

Biography

Painful Memories

Kol Seraph was born on Coruscant 19 galactic standard years ago, on Day 206 of Year -7, in the district known as Sah’c Town. His father, Garran Seraph, was the manager of an interstellar shipping firm, which he and his wife, Lasha Seraph (nee Evard, a commercial accountant from Bonadan) had co-founded a few years before Kol was born. Unfortunately, Lasha died in a tragic speeder accident when Kol was 3. In grieving over his wife’s death and now bereft of her financial expertise, Garran slipped into a steadily deteriorating state of depression, worsened by an increasing dependence on stimulants to escape his problems. Due to his financial trouble, Garran relocated to the tenement habs in the brutal Undercity, as he could not afford to move off world, and he eventually had to declare bankruptcy. Growing more and more desperate, as he was running out of money to fuel his addiction, Garran eventually decided to accept a loan from the only people who would ignore his financial history: the Black Sun Criminal Syndicate, promising to repay the money he would owe by using the loan to rebuild his business, despite the risks involved. Of course, the chances of such a plan actually working out were remote, to say the least.

Vigo Hartland, the man in charge of Black Sun’s operations in the Undercity, made Garran a proposal to settle the debt if he sold Kol to him as a slave. Kol’s father, knowing of Hartland’s foul reputation as a pederast, refused the Vigo’s ultimatum, and the enraged crime boss sent his enforcers to ‘teach him a lesson’. The 3-year-old Kol, hiding under his bed, watched in horror as the Vigo’s men brutally murdered his father before his very eyes. After they ransacked the dilapidated apartment, Hartland’s men found Kol and ended up enslaving him anyways, and he suffered his master’s abuses until he was 8 years old. Kol killed his master in his sleep with a knife, and after escaping the Black Sun stronghold, he learned to survive by his wits alone on the unforgiving, ruthless streets of Coruscant's decaying, neglected Undercity, while Black Sun’s operations on Coruscant reeled from the Vigo’s death for months. On the merciless streets, Kol joined a relatively unknown juvie street gang, known as the Undercity Shades. With his ambitious nature and his affiliation with violence, it was not long before Kol became the head of the gang. His leadership eventually brought the Shades notoriety and the ire of Black Sun. The primary target of Kol’s predations was the same Syndicate that had orphaned him and made him their slave years before.

Kol and his followers managed to outwit Black Sun's agents for about 6 years, and could have eventually forced the Syndicate off the planet if it had not been for Cardin Shrike, Kol's most trusted friend and second in command of the Shades. Cardin had always been secretly envious of Kol’s popularity and resentful of his leadership, and enthusiastically betrayed the Shades when given the chance. In exchange for a small fortune in Imperial credits, Cardin approached Black Sun’s new Undercity leader in secret, and betrayed his fellow Shades by giving the new Vigo information on the gang’s current activities, whereabouts, and safe houses. Despite his vicious upbringing, betrayal at the hands of his best friend was the very last thing Kol expected. The trap Black Sun had set resulted in the deaths of the entire Undercity gang, and Cardin’s too: the one thing Black Sun tolerated less than competition on its turf was a traitor motivated by greed.

Born Again Imperial

It seemed Kol's brutal life was about to be cut short, when a squad of Imperial Army soldiers suddenly burst into the scene and made short work of the unsuspecting and ill-prepared Black Sun agents. It seemed that the leader of the Black Sun team that had killed Kol's gang, a Zeltron by the name of Salam Barbusse, had raped and murdered the daughter of an Imperial Moff several years earlier, and the Empire had come to bring justice down upon the head of the Zeltron criminal, a fortuitous coincidence for the 16-year-old Seraph. The coldly efficient and professional Imperials saving his life and inadvertently avenging the deaths of his friends had a profound effect on Kol's life. After convincing the squad Sergeant to allow him to tag along, Kol soon made up his mind to join the Imperial Army, motivated by a desire to belong, and by a sense of duty to uphold the Empire's values: the enforcement of order and justice upon a chaotic, lawless galaxy. Seraph hence became motivated by his desire to bring order to his own violent life.

Having to wait two years before being eligible for enlistment in the Emperor's armed forces, Kol spent the time by enrolling and serving in the Imperial Youth Militia, a paramilitary detachment of the Imperial SAGroup, itself a subsidiary body of COMPNOR, to gain the military ethos required to excel in the Imperial Army. The Militia was an organization which encouraged frustrated Youths to instill order on the neglected, crime-ridden streets of Coruscant through state-approved violence, giving lower and middle class adolescents their own place to belong and a purpose to fulfill outside of the gangs. Due to his previous life experiences on the streets, Kol excelled during his time in the Militia, and earned a scholarship to attend the Imperial Academy, which he did as soon as he turned 18. Under the tutelage of Captain Rik Zoidic, then CO of the 3rd Imperial Legion, Recruit Seraph found the inspiration he needed to excel in his Academy studies as well. During his time at the Academy, Recruit Seraph's superiors noted that he possessed an above average IQ and that he absorbed the customs of Imperial military life with gusto.

After several months of lectures dictated to him by a man he considered a true Imperial hero, Kol graduated from the Academy with an impressive grade (not to mention a perfect score on his Final Assignment), and at last was able to enlist in the Imperial Army, and received a promotion to Private for doing so. Several weeks after graduating from the Academy, Private Seraph received word from his unit’s Signals Officer, who assigned him his first posting in the Imperial Army, and from there, Kol’s life as an Imperial truly began.

Description

Kol's traumatic experiences as a slave of the Black Sun Criminal Syndicate, and later, as a gang leader in Coruscant's Undercity, have left their marks on his mind, but most prominently on his body as well. He has suffered many injuries in the past, including a broken nose and a dislocated shoulder, giving him a high tolerance for physical pain.

His face bears a distinctive scar on his right eyebrow that he received from a vibro-blade duel when he was 9 years old. He is 6 feet tall, has cold green eyes, short, dirty blond hair, and he often wears a professional, dour expression on his face. When men like Seraph smile, it is a twisted parody of the usually reassuring expression, more akin to a predator baring its teeth. More often, Kol’s expression changes from its typical stern self into a self-satisfied smirk that leaves too much to the imagination. His movements are cool and calculated, reserved in a way that suggests he is ever ready to spring into combat, and years of malnutrition on the streets have made him a lean, fit looking young man with eyes desensitized to violence, yet which still reveal a razor sharp, almost primal cunning.

Imperial Personnel Profile

General Information

Surname: Seraph
Given Name(s): Koltan, 'Kol'
Rank: Private, Imperial Army
Service Number: IA-B52-693-665-*IL*BDE
Education: Imperial Academy Graduate
Age: 19
Preferred Religion: NRE
Homeworld: Coruscant, Sah'c Town
Family: Garran Seraph (father; deceased), Lasha Evard (mother; deceased), no siblings

Psychological Profile

Introverted,
Career-minded,
Efficient Thinker,
Creative,
Violent Impulses,
Predatory,
motivated by a desire to belong to a group entity,
strong sense of camaraderie and duty
ADVISORY: potential markers of psychological trauma recognized

Physical Description

Height: 6'0
Weight: 175 lbs
Build: Athletic
Skin Color: White
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Dirty Blond
Addendum:
Clean Shaven and well groomed,
Signs of past physical trauma apparent (scars)

Branch Service Record

Recruit [E1]

Enlisted in Imperial Academy, Rank: Recruit [E1]
Year 12, Day 189

Private [E2]

Graduated from Imperial Academy, Rank: Private [E2]
Year 12, Day 190

IABG

Awarded Imperial Academy Basic Graduate Ribbon [IABG]
Year 12, Day 190

Memorable Quotes

"Welcome to MY world, where we do things MY way..."

— Kol during his time as leader of the Undercity Shades

"I think, for the first time in my life, I feel like I'm a part of something that can make a difference."

— Cadet K. Seraph to his SAGroup Liaison Officer during his time in the Youth Militia

"A great people can be killed, but they cannot be intimidated."

— Recruit Seraph, when asked about his views on the Empire's citizens during his time at the Imperial Academy

"Sir, with all due respect, my job is to ensure the safety of loyal Imperial citizens throughout the Galaxy. From my experience from talking to many Naboo, I've gathered that the indigenous Gungans aren't the most peaceful race to live alongside. Many Naboo have also gone on to describe them as violent savages who care little to nothing about the Empire and the lives and livelihood of its citizens. During my time in the Empire, I haven't seen one Gungan in an Imperial uniform. I've seen Bothans, Gand, Quarren, and even a Wookiee serve the Emperor faithfully. And I respect them, despite their non-Human status. I'm not a bigot, I just don't possess the same respect for aliens who don't give a damn about our way of life than for those that do."

— Private Seraph to then Junior Administrator Krakonico Petermind of COMPNOR, explaining his stance on the amphibious sentients

"There is simply no room in an Army uniform for second thoughts, especially not one cut from His Majesty's cloth."

— Private Seraph upon hearing the news of the desertion and subsequent arrest of fellow Academy classmate Private Kaylin Shen

"The Empire is my home, and my unit is my family."

— Private Seraph to Crewman Alex Delton on his domestic life