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Alani Myrtel
| Alani Myrtel | |
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| Biographical Information | |
| Race | Coruscanti |
| Homeworld | Coruscant, Coruscant Sector |
| Mother | Amy Myrtel-Sondi |
| Father | James Myrtel |
| Spouse | |
| Siblings | |
| Children | |
| Born | Year 0 Day 14 |
| Imperial Service | |
| Branch |  Imperial Stormtrooper Corps 
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| Service Code | |
| Positions | COMPNOR
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| Prior Service | Imperial Academy
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| Awards |   |
Alani Myrtel, born Year 0 Day 14, is a 26 year old female from Coruscanti descent, currently serving the Empire in the Imperial Stormtrooper Corps.
Prior to her service within the Empire, she used to serve as a Captain in One Nation Under Jou, a neutral nation in the Morobe system. For her efforts in Morobe, she earned the Exemplar Cross (EC), valid only within One Nation jurisdiction.
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Appearance and Description
Alani stands with an average build at 5' 6" tall (167cm). Off-duty, she can often be found wearing casual clothes, such as cargo jeans, tank tops, and loose shirts. However, in public she presents herself more professionally, in a dress, suit or uniform. Her natural hair color is brown, but much to her father's chagrin, she was known to dye her hair all sorts of colors in her youth. Her complexion can be described as 'pale but not too pale', and her natural eye color is blue.
Due to her upbringing in the planetwide ecumenopolis, Alani never extensively interacted with non-humans. Living on the upper layers of Coruscant, and growing up under the Imperial influence of her father left her to develop a natural wariness for aliens. Once she departed from the city-planet in Year 22, she had no choice but to cooperate with other races. As such, she started to tolerate them, and finally started to accept them for their usefulness in their own fields of works. Her preferable work partner was still a human one, though, and she was never able to shake off the unease when looking at aliens such as the Baragwin or Hutt. This initial shift of her views let her to view the galaxy, and most notably the Empire's enemies like the Jedi Order, in a more passive manner, realizing that the Imperial propaganda was just that: propaganda. However, this passiveness reverted back to the largely Imperialistic view when Alani's ex-girlfriend Nari Noble died in Year 23.
Generally, you can view Alani as someone who values order and justice, with a generous natural curiosity.
Pre-Imperial History
Upbringing
A New Soul
Only two weeks after the Imperial Declaration of War against the Rebel Alliance, on Year 0 Day 14, Alani was born in a Coruscanti hospital to Amy and James Myrtel. Despite the expertise of the Imperial medics, Alani's mother had a complication during childbirth resulting in a pelvis fracture. The medics were initially forced to perform a C-section, but the stubborn mother denied. With a stroke of luck, Alani was birthed healthily. Amy, however, was left with lingering stability and walking issues for the rest of her life.
The Years Ahead
Alani and her family had the luxury of being decently-off, living in a family apartment on one of Coruscant's upper layers. Free from most petty crime of the lowest layers, the girl was able to enjoy the comforts of a well-educated childhood. In the following years, she followed a minor management course, with her free time being spent taking care of her mother. Over the course of those years her caring duties slowly began to fall on droids. Alani was more interested in going out enjoying the nightly life of the mega-capital when she reached adulthood. It was at this time that she learned she was attracted to both genders. Unable to stay attached to to a person for too long, she decided to not commit to a relationship until she had found the one.
The Father that Looked
James, Alani's father, was an honest believer of the Imperial morals. Being an ex-trooper, he had his fair share of combat experience. At the time of Alani's childhood, he was employed by a private security corps outside the system. Due to this, he was away from home more than he was not. When his job did allow him to take a few days off, James spent his time at home, enjoying the company of his family. It did not take long for Alani to get interested in James's job. Whenever he sat down and talked about his duties, she sat there next to him, glittering, listening carefully. Alani developed an interest in the security work as the Imperial doctrine started growing inside.
Sprouting Views
The girl formed her views from both her father and mother: her father's Imperial upbringing and her mother's soft and kind approach. Both traits made for a mix that was Alani's. While living on Coruscant, she did not interact with many non-humans, most of the places she went to were populated mostly by humans. This non-interaction, along with the general segregation that many may think of when thinking about an Imperial society, made her naturally wary of those not like her. While not wholly denying to do business with non-humans, she would think twice when dealing with those who bore little resemblance to the people she grew up with.
New Experiences
Departure from Coruscant
One could say that the logical route after having been trained in basic blaster combat, would be to enlist and join the Imperial Army. Much to Alani's father's disappointment, Alani chose not to follow this path, deeming herself not yet fully ready to commit to the Empire. She felt that is would be better to first travel the galaxy, to get some real life experience beyond the Empire's influence. The Empire would surely still be at the back of her mind, and her father would make sure to remind Alani not to aid the enemy. It took quite some time to convince James, but he finally saw the advantages in her decision. After all, as Alani would put it, "The more experience I gain, the better chance I'll have at enlisting in the Army."
After having said her goodbyes, Alani would leave the Coruscant Sector in Year 22. She would move from system to system, looking for any decent leads towards a well-paying job. Eventually she found a advertisement of Lone Star Industries, originating from the Venaari System, but was unfortunately quickly disappointed after some research, ultimately not pursuing the ad after certain allegations came to light about the staff of Lone Star. Apparently the company registrars had ties to the then-defunct Exelis Runners—which in turn was a cell of the Exelis Crime Syndicate—and criminal Xyre Weltmon.
Glacial Distress
Moving on, she stumbled upon a promising ad, leading her to the Avindia system. Once closing in on Polus's orbit, the situation took a turn for the worse: Bandits had attacked a YG-4210 freighter, which was forced to send out an emergency message and land on Polus. After an indecisive moment, Alani diverted her course to the current origin of the distress signal. At the location of the signal, plumed of smoke billowed from the beleaguered vessel. A firefight ensued between the bandits and Alani's crew.
Unbeknownst to Alani, a Defender-class designated Crusader had also picked up on the distress signal. The arrival of the Crusader had marked a turning point in the battle. A calculated touchdown between the bandits and the attacked vessel positioned the Defender-class as a protective shield, shielding the vulnerable spaceship from further harm. Swift and precise deployment of ground assault squads, equipped with heavy weapons and jetpacks, caught the bandits off-guard.
The engagement unfolded rapidly, with the jetpack squads descending upon the bandits and providing the needed firepower. Meanwhile, the long-range squad provided suppressing fire, ensuring that the bandits had little to no room to maneuver. The well-coordinated efforts of the Crusader's forces prevailed, quelling the threat posed by the bandits. The crew of the Crusader served under One Nation Under Jou, who were on a mission in the system. This event unexpectedly forged an alliance, with Alani eventually diverting towards the Morobe system to enlist in the neutral nation's forces. Passing the hundredth day of Year 22, Alani found herself employed as an officer cadet.
Revelations
Alani, at the time a Second Lieutenant within One Nation Under Jou, was stationed aboard the Defender-class Light Corvette Templar during a flight from Morobe to Nimban. As the vessel approached its rendezvous, the 2LT's thoughts dwelled on a peculiar event from the previous day. The Templar suffered from some unusual hyperspace turbulence, resulting in a wrongly-fastened crate falling on top of her. With no space to duck away, Alani instinctively raised her hands in an attempt to 'cushion' the impact. To her astonishment—when she opened her eyes—the crate had not impacted her. It remained in the air, defying the artificial gravity in the cargo hold. This inexplicable incident left her with lingering question, so much that she decided not yet to report the incident. A glitch in the artificial gravity systems, as local as that, would be nigh impossible.
As the Templar approached Nimban, Alani prepared herself and her squad for the arrival of Lilith Delcroix, monarch of Vorsia Companion and leader of One Nation, whose security was partly her responsibility. Their encounter took an unexpected turn when the monarch sensed a connection to the Force within Alani. Alani would later be summoned before her in the Templar's chapel. Here they discussed the Force, with the Coruscanti recounting her incident in the cargo hold. Lilith offered to asses Alani's Force sensitivity, and explained the potential dangers on an untrained Force user. Alani agreed, and this encounter marked the beginning of her journey towards harnessing the Force.
A Darker Side
Alani never really was religious, so to say. She believed in results, in physical objects, things she could see or sense. This did change a bit with the incident at the end of Year 22. One spot she was found regularly though was the temple area of Illumine Palace in Moroa. A place with a peculiarly serene aura, despite the many visitors, despite the fact that at that day the Guard’s alert was heightened because of a visit of some Red Lotus emissaries. One of the pros of the Palace was the fact that no one really disturbed you unnecessarily. After all, what if you were praying?
Ever since she found out she had the Force on her side, she would spend a portion of her free time attuning to it. Nothing serious: most of the time it would be meditation of sorts, nothing flashy. She was compelled to learn more from it, for she felt something was missing. So far, it had led her to a number of pieces of a sword of light scattered around the system, a tool similar to what her Lordship would wield. Incidentally, during her meditation or sleep, she would see light flickers, as if passed through an orange-hued crystal. Sometimes, a jolt of electricity would tingle from her fingertips, an unpleasant feeling, perhaps a way of the Force to say ‘enough!’?
On Year 23, somewhere around Day 297, that same invisible energy made Alani’s eyes jolt wide open as she was standing in the Palace’s halls. As if someone gut-punched her out of the blue, she dropped her datapad and heaved for air. Picking up the computer, she locked herself in a nearby bathroom until the nauseating, unpleasant feeling went away. Minutes passed, the sickly feeling still present. Flashes of that same orange she used to see during her meditation appeared before her closed eyes. Something was wrong, very wrong. Her ring-necklace felt abnormally warm to the touch. The feeling ended with an image of a familiar Hapan woman. As a tear rolled down the Coruscanti’s cheek, a feeling of despair, death, and depression overwhelmed her, followed by sadness as she washed her face with cold water.
This moment marked a change in Alani’s alignment, with Nari’s demise having reached her through the strings of the Force. Perhaps not an entirely rational one, but a change it was.
Never Far from Home
Now comfortable for a while as a Captain in the Moroa Guards, she had some time to reminisce about her past on Coruscant. In particular about the promise she made to her father. One day she would return, when she deemed she had gotten enough ‘galactic’ experience. The recent One Nation move towards the Confederacy might have accelerated her decision-making – perhaps unfounded – yet she refrained from jumping ship abruptly. Just after an important delegation mission on Moroa, Alani started taking the necessary preparations for her departure.
She knew she was about to forego a considerable amount of freedom, on several fronts, but it was for the best. After informing the Crown and attending a last ceremony, she made her way to her Sprint-class to head back to orbit. Flying at a steady high orbit off of Morobe was a considerable fleet of both One Nation, Confederate, as well as her own ships. The Sprint was heading towards the nearby Corona-class frigate to offload some cargo and to gather Alani’s belongings. The crew of both the frigate and the star cruiser would have to be put on minimum for quite some time; at least enough to defend themselves and to keep everything alive. It would not be the wisest of choices to arrive in Prakith with a small armada, lest the next thing she would own would be an artificial asteroid field. Ready for takeoff, she said her last goodbyes and initiated hyper travel. The Academy was not far away, just shy of two days, the perfect time prepare herself.
“Captain’s Log, well… I guess it is not ‘Captain’ anymore. Personal Log it is.”
Imperial History
Imperial Academy
Ever vigilant, the forces of the Galactic Empire halted Alani’s travels towards the planet of Prakith. The defensive space stations surrounding one of the bastions of galactic stability ordered her to stay put, so she did. Alani introduced herself and provided the necessary proof that she was to attend to the Academy’s business as soon as she arrived. Satisfied with her reasoning, and deeming the Sprint-class as not being a threat, Command let her pass to the planet’s orbit, where a shuttle would be waiting for her.
The Academy planet was as it was stated in the brochure. The heart of the Galactic Empire’s educational system, its grounds ever beautiful in the morning sunrise. With its Gothic and white-marbled look, it emanated excellence of a high degree, and its busy surroundings revealed a steady stream of humans and aliens alike. The Empire attracted people of all classes, quite in contrast to what other sources would make you believe.
She was escorted off of the Academy shuttle, and brought to the entrance. Here, she was left to her own, though she did get directions to her supposed training officer. Once inside the training officer’s office, she was surprised to see their face. For one, it was a Rodian, not someone you would expect to lead recruits to their graduation. And two, it was a Rodian she had seen before on Moroa during a ██████████ visit, together with the head of ██████████ and the ██████████. After making a rather awkward introduction, she was sent to her bunk with the necessary things she would need to prepare for the upcoming tests.
A number of days passed, and a lot of reading and tests later, and she stood again in front of the training officer’s office. With her she had a waiver for the second more practical half of the course and she was in high spirits after seeing her score so far. Her feeling was right, as the training officer had an honors ribbon to present to her.
Imperial Service Record
Service Ranks
| Grade | Insignia | Rank | Branch | Time Held |
| [T-1] |  |
Recruit | Imperial Academy | Year 25 Day 242—Year 25 Day 256 |
| Grade | Insignia | Rank | Branch | Time Held |
| [O-1] |  |
Second Lieutenant | Imperial Stormtrooper Corps | Year 25 Day 256—Year 25 Day 351 |
| [O-2] |  |
First Lieutenant | Imperial Stormtrooper Corps | Year 25 Day 351—Year 26 Day 82 |
| [O-3] |  |
Captain | Imperial Stormtrooper Corps | Year 26 Day 82—Year 26 Day 194 |
| [O-4] |  |
Major | Imperial Stormtrooper Corps | Year 26 Day 194—Present |
Positions
| Branch | Unit | Position | Time Held |
| Imperial Military | ██████████ | ██████████ | Year 25 Day 256—Present |
| COMPNOR | Imperial Gaming Commission | Scenario Coordinator | Year 26 Day 128—Present |
Awards
| Code | Ribbon | Name | Date Awarded | Awarded By | Citation | Type |
| [IABG-H] | 
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Imperial Academy Basic Graduate - Honours | Year 25 Day 248 | Academy Commandant Tovcor |
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IC |
| [IAM] | 
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Imperial Activity Medal | Year 25 Day 286 | Fleet Admiral Vin-Reth |
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OOC |
| [IOM] | 
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Imperial of the Month | Year 25 Day 300 | Grand Vizier Elensar |
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IC |
| [LOC] | 
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Letter of Commendation | Year 25 Day 314 | Fleet Admiral Vin-Reth |
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IC |
| [MID] | 
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Mentioned in Dispatches | Year 26 Day 13 | High Admiral Farstan |
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IC |
| [IMM] | 
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Imperial Monthly Meeting | Year 26 Day 56 | Imperial Security Bureau |
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OOC |
| [LOCx2] | 
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Letter of Commendation, Level 2 | Year 26 Day 69nice | Fleet Admiral Vin-Reth |
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IC |
| [ISM] | 
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Imperial Service Medal | Year 26 Day 85 | Imperial Security Bureau |
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OOC |
| [MIDx2] | 
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Mentioned in Dispatches, Level 2 | Year 26 Day 97 | High Admiral Farstan |
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IC |
| [TEC] | 
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Tactical Essay Contest | Year 26 Day 118 | Grand Vizier Elensar |
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OOC |
| [LOCx3] | 
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Letter of Commendation, Level 3 | Year 26 Day 159 | Fleet Admiral Vin-Reth |
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IC |
Qualifications
| Badge | Name | Date Awarded | Awarded By |
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Basic Infantry Badge | Year 26 Day 158 | High Admiral Farstan |
