#ex-imperial

no one can stop Gael being a snack.

the plot thickens tomorrow

Name: Rontyr Crisgoo

Age: Late 20's

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Status: Married, Niss Crisgoo, Trandoshan.

Weapons of choice: Heavy blaster pistol and vibro-knife

Ship: Star Destroyer Dexterity

Allegiances: Former, Imperial. Current, Koboh.

Rank: Star Destroyer Admiral

Planet Location: Koboh

Time: 5 years post New Hope

Bio: Well. The Empire is dead. Hmm. If you told me this before that waste of credits, The Death Star, was destroyed the first time around I would've said you'd be mad. But let's face it. The Empire was slowly on life-support ever since. I'm getting ahead of myself though. Best to start at the beginning.

Graduated from an Imperial Navy academy. Mostly by the dumb luck and the skin of my teeth. Unlike my colleagues, I never did fall for that propaganda that's always spewed out on the Holo-net. I only joined because it was either the academy or the mines. In hindsight though, I would have had less brushes with death if I picked the minds. But I digress.

Started off as an Ensign at first, but it wasn't long before I moved up the ranks. Mostly due to my predecessors being "retired" rather early. Not that uncommon really. Word about that did spread quickly. Thought they just rumors at first. Was until I was assigned to the Star Destroyer Dexterity that I found out those all too true when my Lieutenant was "accidentally" sent through an airlock by some cold-blooded git. Shame. Was one of the nicer ones.

When our ship was assigned to some Outer Rim world called Koboh, thought it was the end. He. Turned out to be a blessing in disguise. We were FAR from all the major conflicts. Were able to maintain relations with the locals. Even set-up some rather profitable trade routes. Wasn't till the second credit waster was destroyed that things really started to change.

It was slow at first. Restrictions were lessened. Attitudes were improving. Was even able to go to this one bar run by someone the name of Greez Dritus. Nice if not a bit stiff. Was at that bar that I found my love. A fierce, strong as a rancor trandoshan named Niss. Got on my knees and asked for her hand. After she and I had a few bar brawls. He! Still keeps the first tooth she knocked out of me. What a woman.

After I became Admiral, I had a few choices to make. Three big ones came real quick once Imperial warlords popped up and the New Republic was formed. Become one of those warlords, join the New Republic Navy or the one that I did pick. Help and establish a new government for Koboh. Wasn't easy. Starting anything new ever is. But it was worth it.

Did I have opposition? Of course I did. Were there arguments on how the new gov should be run? I lost count. In the end though, we did it. We built something new. We built a new home. One that I'll fight tooth and claw to keep safe. And if any of those warlords try to start something, well, they'll have the entire force of Koboh and its people reckon with. I pity the poor soul that tries.

Anyway, before I sign off and start my new position, I have one thing to say. I wasn't really loyal to anything. Mostly because I never found anything to be loyal to. Now I have. And if anyone or anything tries to destroy it, I'll make sure they don't live to regret.

Fala pessoal! Continuando com os builds da segunda temporada de Rebels. Hoje, com Ketsu Onyo, a “amiga” de Sabine. Ela é mandaloriana, caçadora de recompensa e atualmente uma rebelde. Ketsu tem mais habilidades corpo-a-corpo que Sabine, além de ser uma piloto (aparentemente) mais competente. Não coloquei níveis de Elite Trooper, pois Ketsu não possui aquela honra/orgulho Mandaloriano como a…