Antares Achilles

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She looked over his shoulder
For vines and olive trees,
Marble well-governed cities
And ships upon unknown space,
But there on the shining metal
His hands had put instead
An artificial wilderness
And a sky like lead.

A plain without a feature,
bare and brown,
No blade of grass,
no sign of neighborhood,
Nothing to eat and nowhere to sit down,
Yet congregated on its blankness,
stood an unintelligible multitude,
A million eyes,
a million boots in line,
Without expression,
waiting for a sign.

Out of the air a voice without a face,
Proved by statistics that some cause was just,
In tones as dry and level as the place,
No one was cheered and nothing was discussed;
Column by column in a cloud of dust,
They marched away enduring a belief,
Whose logic brought them,
somewhere else to grief.

She looked over his shoulder,
For ritual sake,
White flower-garlanded heifers,
Libation and sacrifice,
But there on the shining metal,
Where the altar should have been,
She saw by his flickering forge-light
Quite another scene.

Barbed wire enclosed an arbitrary spot,
Where bored officials lounged,
One cracked a joke,
And sentries sweated for the day was hot,
A crowd of ordinary decent folk,
Watched from without and neither moved nor spoke,
As three pale figures were led forth and bound,
To three posts driven upright in the ground.,

The mass and majesty of this world,
all that carries weight and always weighs the same,
Lay in the hands of others,
they were small,
And could not hope for help and no help came,
What their foes like to do was done,
Their shame was all the worst could wish,
They lost their pride,
And died as men before their bodies died.

She looked over his shoulder
For athletes at their games,
Men and women in a dance
Moving their sweet limbs,
Quick, quick, to music,
But there on the shining shield
His hands had set no dancing-floor
But a weed-choked field.

A ragged urchin, aimless and alone,
Loitered about that vacancy
A bird flew up to safety from his well-aimed stone,
That girls are raped,
that two boys knife a third,
Were axioms to him, who'd never heard
Of any world where promises were kept,
Or one could weep because another wept.

The thin-lipped armorer,
Exodeus, hobbled away,
Empress Fel of the shining breasts
Cried out in dismay,
At what the Force had wrought
To please her son,
the strong Iron-hearted man-slaying the Prince,
Who would not live long.

Always in these friendships,
one serves the other,
one is less than the other,
the hierarchy is always apparant,
though the legends,
cannot be trusted,
their source is the survivor,
the one who has been abandoned.
What were the Imperial ships on fire
compared to this loss?​
FACTION: Imperial Knights
RANK: Prospect
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 29
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'10"
WEIGHT: 175
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: White
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Tattoo of the Imperial Insignia on his heart
DOMINATE HAND: Right
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
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FORCE POWERS: Force speed
Force lightning
Force push/pull
Force Choke
Force Mind Trick
Force Stealth
Force Weapon
Force Listening
Lightsaber Forms: Ataru
Antares was a prospect on the Imperial Capital of Bastion. Early in his career he was brought into the Imperial Knights where he learned how to protect important personnel in the midst of a crisis and even prevent certain crisis' that would cause injury to the Imperial Staff and the Emperor; this training proved vital to recent events and was responsible for the survival of Antares. Born on Ansion to two farmers, Antares was taken by a recruiter and placed into the Imperial Knights where he would begin his lifelong career.

During his time as a Prospect on Bastion at the Imperial Palace, Antares studied as much as he could about Imperial Hierarchy and weaponry that he might encounter in the field. While studying the weaponry and Imperial History he took an interest in learning force powers that would help him during his job; regardless of their alignment with the force. The powers that he chose to focus on were choke, weapon, stealth, listening, and lightning; even though the galaxy thought they were limited to Sith members, even if they haven't been around since Darth Krayt.

Antares' first mission was to uncover a rumor of a terror plot against the Emperor that had originated in Alliance territory. Along with his Knight and two fellow Prospects, the team traveled to Hapes and uncovered an entire army dedicated to killing the Emperor. However, before the team could act and establish the credibility of the plot, they watched as the Emperor was slain on live holonet by a Sith Lord. They watched silently in horror, they didn't want to ruin their disguises, and quickly left the tavern and made their way the outer rim where they went into hiding for seven years until they made contact with the remnant on Sriluur. The team of three, the Knight had died of old age, made their way to the planet and regrouped with the rest of the Imperial Knights who vowed to protect the Empire from the Sith.
 
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