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Viraen Kyrdol

Application: Viraen Kyrdol - Accepted

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  • Welcome to Star Wars: Fates! How did you find us? Were you recommended? If so, by whom?

I found the site by trawling the internet for a Star Wars RP site. 

  • Tell us a little about yourself! Where are you from? How old are you? Do you have any prior experience with fanfiction or roleplaying in general?

Yes, actually, I've written a little bit of fanfiction myself, notably for Star Wars itself. As for roleplaying, I used to be staff on two different Star Wars forums, one on Fanfiction and one on Proboards. I am currently still staff on a WH40k forum. As I said in Introductions, I've GM'd for Pathfinder, Cyberpunk 2020, Star Wars: Edge of the Empire, Dark Heresy 1e, Dark Heresy 2e and Only War. As for how old I am? I was born in '95, so that'd make me 23 years old at this current point in time. 

  • Have you ever been a part of a roleplaying community or guild in the past? If so, which ones?

Yes, as I mentioned above, I am moderate on a 40k forum on fanficiton and I used to moderate for two other Star Wars forums, one on fanficiton and the other on proboards. 

  • What is the most important thing for you to get out of your experience here? Exciting stories with interesting characters? Good friends? A sense of belonging?

A good blend of all three hopefully, those are all important things for members of a community to feel, with myself being no exception to the rule. 

  • How much time will you be willing to commit to the community? Do you forsee your schedule getting in the way of things?

I'm willing to commit a fair amount of time, enough to time to attempt to respond within 24-48 hours. My health is unfortunately poor and I do have classes once the semester resumes so there may be unforeseen delays. 

  • Can you give us a quick run down of the biography and character you hope to RP on this site? A quick idea of a biography, type of character they are, and whether they might be aligned with the Sith Remnant, or the Unified Jedi Order.

My character, Viraen Kyrdol was planned to be a Mandalorian Infiltration specialist hailing from Clan Kyrdol, a Resol'nare adherent clan who believes in raising an elite cadre of armor smiths and infiltration experts from those who show promise to ensure that they will always be relevant. Viraen was born to Taran and Helena Kyrdol, his father being an elite bounty hunter and his mother being an SIS agent. The two met each other while they were both searching for each other, and then were turned on by their by their employers, forcing the two to fight their way out despite the fact that they were only moments ago adversaries. 

 

Viraen grew up learning from both his mother and his father and while life wasn't always easy because of who his mother was and the resentment that some had for them because of this, life was still good. When he was 8, Viraen began accompanying his parents on contracts. Viraen learned quickly on the job, absorbing what was taught to him like a sponge. When he was 13, Viraen was selected by clan leadership to join the elite infiltration cadre known as the Suuhymu'hbjavrars (Wraiths). The training was brutal, and even fatal for some. Viraen however, survived. He became a lot more sarcastic and dismissive, even though he'd managed to impress his trainers. 

 

At 16, Viraen left for his first job. With the war raging, Viraen was tasked with supporting a group of Imperial Commandos on a behind the lines operation to sabotage Republic surface to orbit weapon systems. Viraen had managed to infiltrate the facility using stealth, subterfuge, misdirection and the cover of darkness to his advantage. Viraen's precision sniper fire made sure that the Commandos could advance without difficulty. Seeing them encounter stiff resistance around the command centre of the complex, Viraen made his way into the facility and after neutralizing the power, made his way into the command center. The two pronged attack was enough to force the Republic into a bloody last stand, which ended badly for them. 

 

Pleased with his work, the Empire had hired him again, and Viraen quickly became a favored operative of theirs. Imperial Intelligence took notice, and when he was 21, Viraen began working with one of their Cipher Agents. Cipher 16, a female Chiss agent. The two got along well, and they became fast friends. He spent three years working for Imperial Intelligence. Of course, nothing ever stayed hidden long in that line of work, and Viraen and Cipher 16 were eventually discovered by an SIS team. The two, Mandalorian and Chiss, fought back to to back against what seemed to be unending hordes. Viraen saw her back to Kaas, but the moment that he got off the pad at the Mandalorian Enclave, a devastating explosion tore his ship apart. 

 

Clan Kyrdol, being firm adherents to the Resol'nare, had sided with those pushing for independence. Helena, convinced that the SIS was responsible, was firmly against siding with the Republic, as was her husband. Those that respected Taran alone trusted him despite their opinion on his riduur.  Viraen was in a coma for two years, and for the majority of the Mandalorian civil war, he remained unaware of what happened. At the end of two years, multiple surgeries later, he came out of his coma. Viraen very quickly found that the galaxy he knew didn't exist, and that times had well and truly changed. It took another year and half of training and careful physical therapy for Viraen to even retain a measure of his physical abilities.

  • Do you have any lingering questions or concerns? A member of our staff will be happy to answer anything that comes to mind.

No, not particularly. 

  • Would you like to provide any closing comments on your application? On behalf of the staff of Star Wars: Fates and the entire community, we wish you luck and may the Force Be With You!

Or not, I'm a Mandalorian. Jokes aside, no, not particularly. I far prefer discord for correspondence. 

 


Character Application


Name: Viraen "Nitkatwi (Deadeye)" Kyrdol (Veer-ae-hn Nit-kah-twee Keer-doll)
Gender: Male
Species: Human (Mandalorian)

Rank: Ver'alor in the Suuhymu'hbjavrars (Wraiths), Mercenary. The Suuhymu'hbjavrars are a unit specific to Clan Kyrdol, and the rank holds no significance to other clans. 
Date of Birth: 3654 BBY (26 years old)  

 

Appearance: 

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(Older mark. Abdominal plate, rangefinder and gorget missing)

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(Taken during an exercise, wearing a light exoskeleton and scanner goggles)

 

Lean, muscular, standing at 6'0" and weighing a total of 200 pounds, Viraen very much looks the part of a Mandalorian infiltration expert. He inherited his mother's dark brown hair which he airs shorn short, and his father's forest green eyes and pale skin. He lost some muscle mass from when he was in a coma, but has been working hard to get it back, though not with any particular success. Like most Mandos, he bears a fair few scars from the years he's spent fighting. His back, shoulders and the back of his thighs bear scars from where shrapnel from the explosion that was supposed to claim his life. His lower right torso bears a particularly vicious scar from a vibroknife wound sustained during training and his left calf has impact scarring from a disruptor that never quite healed right. 

 

Viraen has a tattoo of a Mythosaur skull with two crossed beskade behind it, Clan Kyrdol's heraldry, on his left shoulder. On his right is a stylized skull imposed over a crossed beskad and stylized blaster rifle, the insignia of the Suuhymu'hbjavrars. Like most Mandalorians, Viraen wears his armor most of the time and rarely takes it off. On the rare location he needs to case a location and its impossible to do so without switching to civilian attire, he tends to prefer functional cargo slacks, and a bantha leather jacket over a simple t-shirt. In the past, he tended to make use of an armored jacket, but he has yet to replace the loss of his old jacket. He still however wears a concealed holster with an S-110 Particle Beam Interceptor.

 

Possessions: Viraen has owned a number of myriad items over the years. One of his most treasured possessions is an old, but well maintained, S-110 Particle Beam Interceptor pistol. The weapon still features its electronic targeting system, and given that it can reach out and touch enemies at the same range as a blaster pistol, this has proven to be useful on more than one occasion.

 

Replacing his prized Cuyot Arms CRS-5 is a Czerka Blaster Suppressor equipped RT-97 Heavy Blaster Rifle left in his family homestead's armory. The weapon was taken from one of the Beast Riders of Onderon during the Mandalorian Wars. It has since become his favorite weapon, preferring to use it at the further end of its maximum range where the momentarily visible bolts are not a concern. 

 

Being a swordsman of particular note before the attempted murder via sabotage of his ship, Viraen still carries his old beskad. While all beskade are razor sharp, Viraen's has been honed to a monomolecular edge and the hilt modified for better balance. The blade and hilt have been painted over with matte black non-reflective paint so as not to reflect light, glint and give him away. 

 

Viraen's old armor was far too badly damaged to be used again, and so while he was in a coma, the armor plates were melted down to be made into the plating for a set of Argaty'irya'gam. The Argaty'irya'gam's plates are only 60% beskar, and as such even the damaged old plates provided a fair bit of the beskar needed to forge the new plates. Luckily Viraen's armor had taken most of the damage, and as such his old Echo Belt and sound dampener were able to be salvaged, repaired and used in the new set. Instead of flamethrowers or missile systems, Viraen mounted a wide-beam sonic stunner and a shatter beam on his right gauntlet's modular weapon attachment points. 

 

He carries with him a pair of Ion Grenades and a pair of Anti-Vehicle Concussion grenades along with a pair of Smoke grenades. Four surveillance tagger darts, a roll of Flex-5 detonite tape and a pair of 53-R high yield thermite explosives round off his arsenal. 

 

After his GSS-3 Mangler was destroyed in the attempt on his life, Viraen made use of a newly manufactured MandalMotors Beskad-class Systems Patrol Craft. Viraen's craft has living quarters module installed in it to make long range trips a lot more comfortable, and because he's expecting to take command of his Suuhymu'hbjavrars team shortly, even though they've been reassigned elsewhere. Viraen lives with his family in their homestead when on Mandalore. 


Personality: Viraen has a strong sense of devotion to everything he does and believes in, and is not afraid to speak out about what he believes to be best. However, being raised as Clan Kyrdol and being a strict adherent of the Resol'nare as a result, he will do what's best for his clan and rally to the cause of the Mand'alor even if he believes personally that it is wrong. Viraen is fairly light-hearted, and frequently makes light of his situation and circumstance, his humor tending towards the dry side. Viraen has a front-line soldier's foul mouth, and while he tends to swear more in Mando'a, that has never stopped him from swearing in any other language. He's gregarious in close company and will go out of his way to help those close to him. 

 

Viraen has a strong hatred for the Republic, particularly SIS, who he is convinced were the ones responsible for what happened to him. This hatred also stems from what they did to his mother. For someone in the line of work he's in, Viraen has a strong set of principles, and will never endanger non-combatants as far as he can help it. Any non-combatant who makes themselves a threat however has by their own actions removed any compunctions he had in putting a bullet or slug in them. During his time leading a Suuhymu'hbjavrars team, he made sure that he put the lives of his team ahead of his own. Unfortunately, ever since the incident, Viraen has been plagued with nightmares of earlier times in his life, and is naturally more than frustrated at his most certainly diminished physical prowess. 

 

Skills, Abilities and Talents: 

 

By the time they reach adulthood, most Mandalorians receive as much training as most professional soldiers. Viraen is no exception to that rule, but his recent injuries have indeed affected some of his abilities. All Mandalorian children are given extensive training in hand to hand combat, Viraen's was augmented by his further training following his selection for the Suuhymu'hbjavrars. However, his coma and injuries have affected his abilities to an extent, and he isn't as fluid or coordinated as he used to be, which isn't to say that he isn't a fearsome combatant. Though Viraen hasn't got all of his strength back, his skill with a beskad and competency with the punch dagger fighting style favored by Clan Kyrdol has not diminished too much. There are those who say that he's not as good as he used to be, but Viraen is very much a force to be reckoned with as far as his skills with bladed weapons are concerned.

 

 Trained from four to handle blaster weapons safely by both his parents, Viraen had the benefits of Mandalorian and Republic SIS training as far as handling blaster pistols are concerned. While not his weapon of choice, he has more than once had to rely on his sidearm to get him out of sticky situations after either depleting the power cells/magazines for his primary weapon or simply not having the time to bring his primary weapon to bear. Like his training with blaster pistols, Viraen has received extensive training in how to use blaster rifles. For the majority of his early career, Viraen used a Czerka Assault Blaster Rifle, and as such he became very good learning to adapt both himself and the rifle to various different circumstances. 

 

Viraen's father, Taran, was an expert marksman himself and his former SIS mother was no slouch either. It certainly helped that he had natural talent as well. Viraen learned the ins and outs of long range marksmanship by the time he was an adult, and his craft was only fine tuned by his further training with the Suuhymu'hbjavrars. More than a decade of experience has honed his craft to a razor's edge. Unlike blasters, the discharge of a slugthrower is a lot harder to spot, especially when using a flash and/or sound suppressor. Taught to use one by his father whose preferred weapon are slugthrowers as well as during his later training, he's more than adept in their use. Years of use have only enhanced his abilities further. Even though he used a blaster in his early career, Viraen switched to a Cuyot Arms CRS-5 during his later years of service.  

 

Misdirection is an important part of infiltration, and demolitions are a very effective way of directing people's attention elsewhere. A carefully placed trip mine or a remotely detonated charge often serve as a fantastic distraction, as such, Viraen was given rudimentary training as a child and later improved on what he knew with what he learned from his later training. He has put this training to use during his storied career many a time, and has yet to flash vaporize something important inadvertently, yet. 

 

Viraen's father was insistent that Viraen learn to fly from a very young age, and by the time he was eight, he knew the basic controls of his father's D5 Mantis. Ever since, Viraen has flown all manner of troop transports, gunships and light corvettes over the years and more than competent at flying such craft. Viraen can still fly a starfighter, but not with any particular noteworthy skill. Likewise, asking him to helm larger ships would be probably quite far from the safest option. As his father and later flight combat instructor told him, flying is useless if you can't fight, and that if you were flying something without guns you were doing something wrong. As such, Viraen has trained extensively in being able to make the most out of the greater abundance and potency of weapon systems found on gunships and light corvettes to make up for their generally slower speeds and larger size.

 

Every Mandalorian is given basic battlefield first aid training, and Viraen is no exception. As he often operates alone, Viraen has made it a point to make sure that he doesn't forget what he was trained. This basic battlefield first aid training augmented what his mother later taught him about interrogation, who broke out every dirty trick taught to her by the SIS. Even though Viraen didn't retain or use all of it, he has a fair understanding of how to coerce people through more direct means into telling him what he wants to know. 

 

Between what his parents taught him, his natural skill and what he was taught during later training, Viraen had a strong grasp of stealth, subterfuge and infiltration techniques during the earliest days of his career. Years of service as a mercenary and as a member of the Suuhymu'hbjavrars have ensured that even post injury, Viraen's abilities have not diminished in the slightest. With his diminished endurance however, the amount of time he can evade pursuers or tread carefully is more than somewhat limited, much to his own chagrin.

 

Viraen fondly remembers the first time his mother taught him to slice into systems, the Suuhymu'hbjavrars training program built on that knowledge, and years of putting that knowledge to use has turned it into quite an asset for him. However, he's no master slicer and dedicated anti-intrusion techniques will certainly put a stop to his intrusion attempts.

 

Every Mandalorian child is taught how to survive out in the wilderness, away from civilization. Viraen is no exception to this rule, and has had to learn to sustain himself during several behind the lines operations that he undertook alongside both Imperial Army Commandos and Cipher 16. Despite what the stereotype may be, Viraen doesn't enjoy 'roughing it out' in the woods, seeing it as an open invitation for someone to come hunting for you, and refuses to see otherwise. Whether this is paranoia or simply because of past experiences has yet to be determined by those who are close to him. 

 
Biography: Viraen was born to Taran and Helena Kyrdol, his father being an elite bounty hunter and his mother being an SIS agent. His father was a prolific bounty hunter and assassin who'd made quite the name for himself in Hutt space. His mother was in the SIS, and was investigating the actions of his father's employers. The two met when his father infiltrated his mother's safe house to eliminate her for the Hutts when he found her watching a monitor that showed an SIS team breaching his safe house. Enraged, Taran was about to kill her when the apartment was swarmed by troops from the Hutt Cartel. When they opened fire on him he realized what had happened. The Hutts had sold him out, and her bosses had sold her out. Begrudgingly, the two were forced to fight out of there together.

Taran moved as fast as he could, tried to get back, but he failed to get there in time. The man that he called his mentor was dead, and as were the few people that he could call his friends. Taran went on a spree that night, killing many of his former employers one by one until a certain SIS agent convinced him otherwise. That killing them wouldn't bring those that died, back. With nowhere to go, Taran and his former target left Hutt space, together. They were both betrayed by their employers, and Taran vowed that he'd find the one in SIS responsible. For years, they both tried, to no avail. Though a lot of people wanted to hire the man who was responsible for taking out three Hutts and their bodyguards, and so the two found a lot of work. Eventually the partnership changed from a professional one to a less than professional one and the two got married and settled down on Mandalore. 

 

Viraen was raised in what was not exactly a traditional Mandalorian household. His mother was still learning the culture when he was born and his father ended up being the one who taught them both. While he doesn't remember it, his ba'buir weren't exactly warm and welcoming to his mother at first, but from what Viraen can remember about his childhood if he was asked he'd say that they loved her like their own daughter. Viraen took an interest to his parents' line of work before formal training began for Mandalorian children. When he was four, he asked his parents if he could have a 'blasta', leading to his mother trying to teach him the basics of how to handle her backup holdout blaster on one particular evening when his father had been out on contract. 

 

When his father returned, he was impressed with both his ad'ika and his riduur, and when Viraen was five he began formal instruction under both parents. By the time his formal training started, Viraen had adopted his mother's quick draw fast shooting pistol handling method and his father's patient but effective shooting style. Blade training with is father followed, with Taran teaching his son the punch dagger fighting style favored by his clan. Like many aruetii parents, Taran also had a strong belief that his children should learn to fly, and soon he had his son training on his D5 Mantis. Even though the Mantis was perhaps not the best ship for Viraen to learn on, his father was a patient teacher, and the young boy caught on to the basics quite well for someone his age. Viraen's talent with a blade was discovered quite by accident. Taran was watching his son play, and when he saw the young boy's unrefined albeit promising skills with a wooden practise blade, he took it upon himself to impart what he knew upon his son. 

 

By the time he was eight, his parents began taking him on jobs with them, to both observe them and so he could learn more advanced techniques out in the 'field'. Viraen was thrilled about being able to accompany his parents. This was also the first time that he'd learned about his mother's non-Mandalorian heritage, as when he'd asked both parents if they did the same thing at his age and got a negative answer from his mother and he asked her why, she explained how she wasn't born a Mandalorian. Viraen, who knew nothing outside of Mandalore and life there, learned about his mother's homeworld of Alderaan. She didn't spare many of the details about the infighting between royal houses or anything of that sort. 

 

It was that night where Viraen got his first lesson in slicing from his mother, and watched her slice into the sensor net input collation server for a location that his father was trying to infiltrate. What Viraen didn't know at the time that the job was from the Sith Empire, and that they were removing a Republic sympathizer on the planet ahead of their invasion. With the job ending successfully, and proud to hear of his son's progress, Taran let him fly the ship home. 

 

Time passed, and Viraen was internalizing his training well. By the time he was ten, Viraen was a crack shot with his father's rifle, could pilot his father's D5 Mantis with more than considerable competency, could handle his mother's holdout blaster well enough, could hold his own against both parents in close quarters combat, against his father in a bout and could slice into all but the better protected systems. Things were going well for Viraen, and for the family. Unfortunately for them, the past has a habit of catching up with you when you try and leave it behind.

 

It was a relatively simple job on Nar Shaddaa, there was a Republic Spec Ops team who'd tracked down a Republic defector, and their employer need this man stay alive till they could get him extracted. What the Empire had left out, was that this man was from Republic SIS himself, and that not only was the Republic Military on his tail, but so was the SIS. This was the first time that Viraen had met his ba'vodu, Varan Kyrdol, ruus'alor of the elite Suuhymu'hbjavrars. Varan made a point of complementing his parents on how well they'd raised him so far. Viraen still remembers what his ba'vodu said, "I've got to had it to you ner vod, you two have raised one fine ad'ika." 

 

Once pleasantries were exchanged, the four of them split into teams to work on the job. Taran and Varan had the unenviable job of causing a distraction, leading away and eliminating the Republic Special Forces team, while Viraen was supposed to provide cover for his mother as she got the defector to an Imperial Intelligence extraction team. Taking up an overwatch position with his Czerka Assault Blaster Rifle, he followed his mother and the defecting agent to the Imperial Intelligence team. His mother called it in, and his father and uncle began making their way back to their safehouse, as did he and his mother. On the way back, disaster struck. 

 

Viraen had gotten the distinct feeling that they were being watched, and had conveyed this to his mother, who expressed the same but kept her concern hidden from her son. As he moved from one building to the next, the next thing he knew there were a pair of smoke grenades tossed onto the street. Viraen could see shadows moving in the smoke, and instinctively he pulled the trigger. A shout alerted him to the fact that he'd hit one of the assaillants. His mother, taking advantage of his counter-attack, threw herself behind a trash container and began firing back, putting two of them down. 

 

The firefight seemed to be going in their favor, that was until Viraen could have sworn he saw something move behind his mother. Only problem was, there was nothing there, or was there? By the time he was able to shout out a warning, a stun blast knocked her down and rendered her combat ineffective. The shimmer that he'd seen resolved itself to be a man in an armored trench coat with a blast vest secured under it. He didn't recognize him, but even at ten, he knew enough to know that he was looking at an intelligence operative of some kind. Viraen didn't stop firing, and tried to stop the man from picking up his mother's immobile body before he could put her between the two of them. He wasn't fast enough. 

 

That didn't stop Viraen from firing at the other men who dared show themselves, and he took two more before deciding to pursue the retreating agent. The moment he vaulted over the balcony he was taking cover behind, trying to reach a stack of cargo containers piled high, he felt a sharp pain in his shin. The next thing he knew, he was on the ground, and there was an excruciating pain coming from his leg. Amidst agony induced cries, Viraen tried to contact his father and uncle, only to be met with static. By the time he did get through, they had already honed in on his location. 

 

When he heard what happened, his father was enraged. Confused, Viraen demanded to know what was going on as they made their way back to the safe house. That was the first time he heard about what it was that his mother used to do, and he found out just who the people who had her were. As his wounds were tended to, the three of them got to work on what their plan was. Taran and Varan had to call in a lot of favors, and secured a fair bit of specialist equipment, but in the end they had what they were sure was a solid foolproof plan. Viraen was just happy that he got to be a part of this plan. 

 

As their second best slicer, it was his job to man the specialist communications equipment, as both Varan and Taran needed to actually be out there. Viraen monitored enemy communications, relaying what he learned to his buir and ba'vodu. When the time came, he engaged the communications jammer, and for a moment he almost felt pity for the SIS. It was after what happened next, that Varan lost all innocence. Seeing his father walk back into the safehouse, armor scorched and dented, with his badly injured and barely conscious mother being carried bridal style in his hands was a lot to take in for the young Viraen. His uncle made sure to keep him occupied while his father patched his wife back up, but Viraen would still never forget what he saw. Ever since, he's had a deep-seated hatred for the SiS. 

 

His mother recovered, and when they were en route back to Mandalore, she told him that she was very proud of him. He didn't know the significance of the discussion that his ba'vodu and buir had after they reviewed his helmet footage, but little did he know this was one of the deciding factors in his later selection for the Suuhymu'hbjavrars. When they got back, Viraen began training even harder. Viraen made it a point to find out how he could avoid obscurement like the smoke from the grenades affecting him next time. His father was somewhat surprised when he asked for a target imager, but sourced one for his son with a barely hidden sense of pride. 

 

Life seemed to continue as normal after that, as normal as things could be in any case, until he was thirteen. Viraen was selected by clan leadership to join the elite infiltration cadre known as the Suuhymu'hbjavrars (Wraiths). It was his ba'vodu that came to their homestead to inform him regarding his selection. He reminded Viraen about what he'd managed three years ago, and how that was the kind of person who would survive the training process. Helena wasn't quite convinced, but not only was Viraen an adult by Mandalorian standards, he was also determined to take part in the program. 

 

The training was brutal, and even fatal for some. Every day they were drilled in the art of infiltration, scouting and assassination. Marksmanship, demolitions, handed to hand and close quarters combat, combat flying, survival techniques, stealth techniques, latest medical techniques in battlefield first aid, basic interrogation and so on. As far as Clan Kyrdol was concerned, those who showed promise would influence the future of the clan, whether they would be seen as not contributing anything to the other clans and the survival of their culture, or whether they would make a mark. It was during one of these close quarters combat training sessions, that Viraen took a rather nasty wound from a vibro knife to the right side of his torso. 

 

Viraen, however, survived. He became a lot more sarcastic and dismissive about things, even though he'd managed to impress his trainers. Upon completion, his parents presented him with his first suit of armor, a set of Mandalorian scout gear with an integrated personal stealth field generator. His parents told him just how proud they were of him, and Viraen shadowed them on jobs for another year till he got his first job a year later. A verd'ika in the Suuhymu'hbjavrars, Viraen got assigned to veteran marksman Taihra Kyrdol. The job was simple, simple in theory in any case, get to Ord Mantell and remove a local militia leader. The catch? He was being protected by a Republic Special Ops team. 

 

En route, Viraen got to know Taihra well enough, and thanks to her own contacts on the planet they'd managed to get a map with the locations of some of the more important remote outposts on the planet. Imperial Intelligence had provided them with the information on which base their target was stationed at. Only, hitting one of the larger bases was suicide. They'd have to draw their target out. The two of them observed both the base and the outpost for the next few days, and discovered that conveniently their targets carried out inspections of the outposts around his base. There was only one additional problem, and that was the fact that it was in an armed convoy consisting of a single Manka-class walker. 

 

Mines weren't easy to come by, and the two had to launch a raid on a outpost outside of their target's operating zone to get some. Unfortunately, this outpost was close to a settlement. The two Mandalorians moved like death itself, with Taihra providing long ranged sniper support and Viraen moving in. In short order, they'd killed everyone in their way. Viraen had secured their prize and was on his way out when he found himself staring at a shocked civilian. It would have been no problem to just walk past the young woman, if she wasn't awkwardly pointing a heavy blaster rifle taken from one of the dead Republic troops at him.

 

Viraen could have very easily used his shoulder mounted dart launchers and put her down, only he didn't have any electro darts loaded. She was a non-combatant, could he just kill her for being at the wrong place at the wrong time? He'd probably killed someone she knew. A father? A brother? A lover? The decision was made for him, however, when her head exploded in front of him. As he made his way back to Taihra, he didn't know whether to confront her about what he felt was unnecessary, or whether to thank her. Taihra could tell that he was troubled about what happened, and explained to him that once a non-combatant picks up a weapon, and you've exhausted all non-lethal options, it was you or them. 

 

Viraen wanted to argue, but he knew she was right, and he would adopt her principle as his own. After making their way back, Viraen got to placing the mines while Taihra covered him. The next day, the convoy came by, and the mines detonated with predictably explosive results. With the walker's drive system deactivated, Viraen went to work. Sitting two hundred meters out, he began engaging the Republic troops. When it looked like it was a single assailant, their target was feeling confident enough such that when Viraen pretended to be pinned by enemy fire, he left the protection of the downed walker, making the last bad decision he would ever make in his life. 

 

Viraen's actions saw him promoted to alor'uus, and he took on several smaller jobs before his next major job when he was sixteen. With the war raging, Viraen was tasked with supporting a group of Imperial Commandos on a behind the lines operation to sabotage Republic surface to orbit weapon systems. Viraen had managed to infiltrate the facility using stealth, subterfuge, misdirection and the cover of darkness to his advantage. Viraen's precision sniper fire made sure that the Commandos could advance without difficulty. Seeing them encounter stiff resistance around the command centre of the complex, Viraen made his way into the facility and after neutralizing the power, made his way into the command center. The two pronged attack was enough to force the Republic into a bloody last stand, which ended badly for them. 

 

Pleased with his work, the Empire had hired him again, and Viraen quickly became a favored operative of theirs. His superiors also were happy with his results, and Viraen through success rate alone received an 'officer's commission', making ver'alor. Mandalorians didn't operate like traditional militaries, and an officer was not usually someone who received special treatment, but someone whose own experiences was such that he could be trusted to order others. For three years, Viraen and his small squad of Mandalorians raised hell for the Republic. They were caught in many small scrapes and near last stands, but the five of them became as close as close could be over the next four years. 

 

All of these successes drew the attention of Imperial Intelligence. When he was 21, Viraen began working with one of their Cipher Agents. Cipher 16, a female Chiss agent. The two got along well, and they became fast friends. He spent three years working for Imperial Intelligence, both with and without his squad. Of course, nothing ever stayed hidden long in that line of work, and Viraen and Cipher 16 were eventually discovered by an SIS team. The two, Mandalorian and Chiss, fought back to to back against what seemed to be unending hordes. Viraen saw her back to Kaas, but the moment that he got off the pad at the Mandalorian Enclave, a devastating explosion tore his ship apart. 

 

Clan Kyrdol, being firm adherents to the Resol'nare, had sided with those pushing for independence. Helena, convinced that the SIS was responsible, was firmly against siding with the Republic, as was her husband. Those that respected Taran alone trusted him despite their opinion on his riduur.  Viraen was in a coma for two years, and for the majority of the Mandalorian civil war, he remained unaware of what happened. At the end of two years, multiple surgeries later, he came out of his coma. Viraen very quickly found that the galaxy he knew didn't exist, and that times had well and truly changed. It took another year and half of training and careful physical therapy for Varan to even retain a measure of his physical abilities.


Character Statistics:

 

Strength: B (3)
Agility: A (4)
Perception: B (3)
Endurance: C (2)
Willpower: C (2)


 

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Darth Sanguira    229

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