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Erwin Castell
AGE
BIOGRAPHY
APPEARANCE
ATTRIBUTES
PERSONALITY
Erwin can at first seem cold, distant, and uncaring. Not a easy person to approach, or befriend he has grown wary of strangers due to his harsh upbringing in the crime infested undercity of Coruscant. To those he calls friend or comrade however Erwin is loyal to a fault, willing to sacrifice everything to protect those that he deems his brothers in arms. Among his few friends he tends to open up, changing from cold and distant to warm and close extremely quickly. Always one to tackle his problems head on, he will do his best to ensure that his few friends are kept alive, sane, and happy. Although he isn't one for small talk. His topics of conversation are normally always about the task at hand, fixing some problem, or self and/or group improvement.
Erwin is calm, collected, fearless, and obedient to those he considers his lawful superiors. He is willing to do whatever it takes to ensure victory for the Empire. Not one quick to anger, or provoke there are few things that genuinely make him angry. Harming those he cares about is one of them. To strangers however he can seem extremely cold and distant, almost robotic in his dealings with them. Not one to give in to pride, doubt, or fear Erwin considers himself nothing but a weapon to destroy the Republic and ensure that the Sith Empire brings strength and order to the galaxy.
Erwin mainly spends his little free time doing thing for self improvement, rather than solely for pleasure and relaxation. He considers things like having fun to be "wasting time" when there is a war to fight for the fate of the galaxy. He considers it his duty to constantly be either reading educational materials, or training himself and his comrades up to be the best that they can be physically. Though he is loathe to admit that he enjoys reading about the galaxy and its denizens immensely, he considers it education first and foremost. Erwin refuses to ever use drugs, or drink alcohol seeing first hand the effect those substances had on people in his home city, and not wanting to inhibit his mind.
Erwin has had many bad experiences with aliens back in the undercity of Coruscant "Especially Duros and Hutts, who his father mainly worked with" And so Erwin considers most alien races inferior to the Human and Sith species. Narrowly seeing them as mostly criminals and thugs with "un remarkable" and "shallow" histories. He doesn't so much "hate" them, more like looks down upon them as lesser. In any case this prejudice could hurt him in the long run, and will make it much more difficult for him to consider aliens his equals, or make nonhuman friends.
SKILLS
MARKSMANSHIP: Erwin is a extremely skilled shooter, and can hit a far away, moving target on most occasions.
SWORDSMANSHIP: Erwin is a skilled swordsman, and can hold his own against multiple competent opponents at once. But is still likely to be completely overwhelmed by a Jedi or Sith in melee combat.
PUBLIC SPEAKING: Having read many books on public speaking, and propaganda. Erwin can make a competent speech to inspire his comrades to continue fighting, or to try and convince a civilian population to join the empire.
BARTERING: Having learned how to haggle and manage money with the best of them back in the undercity working for his father's gang, Erwin always seems to save money and get better deals than other people.
SURVIVAL: Having gone through Starwalker's survival 101 training course, alongside his own experience and research. Erwin can survive for long periods of time in the wilderness. Being able to hunt, fish, start a fire, traverse hazardous terrain, ect.
AGE
► 20
SPECIES ► Human
HEIGHT ► 5'10 feet
WEIGHT ► 175 pounds
EYE COLOR ► Blue
HAIR COLOR ► Light Brown
HOMEWORLD ►Coruscant
GENDER ► Male
FACTION ► Sith Empire
RANK ► Imperial Foreign Legion
Lieutenant
EQUIPMENT AND POSSESSIONS Lieutenant
► Z-11 Light Repeater
Imperial Defense Force Armor
Imperial Dress Uniform
Korrien Type-0 Vibrosword
Field Pack "filled with food, ammunition, a strong rope, a compass, macrobinoculars, and comlink"
FORCE SENSITIVITY Imperial Defense Force Armor
Imperial Dress Uniform
Korrien Type-0 Vibrosword
Field Pack "filled with food, ammunition, a strong rope, a compass, macrobinoculars, and comlink"
► N/A
BIOGRAPHY
Erwin Castell was born into poverty in one of the many infamous undercity slums on Coruscant. His father was a relativity unknown petty crime lord, while his mother was a bounty hunter of little renown or fortune. Erwin was raised exclusivity by his father "Tiber" with his mom leaving the undercity when he was just a baby, never to be seen again. Erwin spent most of his childhood living in a abandoned warehouse, put there by his father to keep him "safe" while dad worked the spice markets. While children above enjoyed the company of their friends and family. Erwin was left alone by himself for weeks at a time. While the children of rich senators and businessmen played in the warm glow of the sun. Erwin had to worry about squatting junkies, gang shootouts, and corrupt undercity police who were more likely to sell you into slavery than help you. While children above had clean air to breath and a beautiful blue sky to see, Erwin chocked and coughed on the industrial pollution of over a trillion souls, with the only light being dim streetlights and fires.
His only joy was reading, with his father teaching him how to read at a young age at the most basic level just to ensure that he could understand any warning signs about potential hazards. Erwin found learning how to read so much fun compared to his otherwise drab existence that he was soon using his rationed food money to buy books, educational holovids, anything to escape the reality of where he lived, even if only for a bit. He became literate extremely quickly, moving from the likes of "The very hungry Rancor" to full size novels in just three years. Soon almost all of his time not spent on survival would be solely focused on the written "or projected" word.
By his 12th birthday Erwin's father began to put him to work. It began slowly, with Tyber bringing his son along to the "family business" and showing him how things worked. But soon young Erwin was tasked with everything from spice smuggling, bartering with Duros and Hutts, and even playing bait to buy some of his father's "employees" time to escape from the local anti crime militia. While he did these things all Erwin could think about was the outside world that he read of in his books, why did he have to live in such a dreary place when there was a entire wonderful galaxy out there just waiting to be seen? With the only thing between him and freedom being a gargantuan blast door, a legion of cops, or a ludicrously expensive permit and taxi ride.
As time passed Erwin grew to hate everything about Coruscant, the Republic, and eventually his father. Erwin hated the Republic for everything it stood for, he began to see the Republic as a corrupt, inefficient, unfair, and "decadent" system. Where corporate fat cats and wealthy senators made trillions sitting on their chairs, while hardworking people were left in sinkholes like the undercity with almost no social mobility. Where pirates, thieves, and spice dealers like his father ran society while the senators spouted empty platitudes and irreverent dialogue.
Erwin soon became very very depressed by the time of his 18th birthday, realizing that his face was all over various wanted posters for working in his father's business, he came to realize that even a life time of work in the undercity wouldn't get him out now. The only thing keeping Erwin going was his will to survive, and his hopes to see the new "Sith" Empire rise.
Erwin had become enthralled by Empress' Andraste's re-imagining of an ancient alien empire. Seeing it rise in the news, holovids, and reading about it in books. The Sith Empire was seemingly everything Erwin could have ever dreamed of "as far as the occasional Imperial propaganda pamphlet or book that was smuggled in would tell him anyway" The rulers of the Empire were those who were strongest! those who were the most deserving! not those who had money. It did not matter how much money you made, or your social status because with strength you gain power! with power you gain victory! and with victory your chains could be broken! Strength was the only thing that truly mattered. He read of Imperial reprisals against crime, the order of Imperial society, the strength and honor of its citizenry, and he knew that he just had to take part in such a "glorious" kingdom. He had to escape Coruscant, and his "evil" father. Who poisoned his community with spice, and killed those who would resist his drug fueled tyranny. Erwin had enough of being some spice smuggler, and soon he would flee from the clutches of his father to serve a even darker master.
The fact that Erwin had stumbled upon all this Imperial propaganda was no coincidence, it was placed there deliberately by one Imperial recruiter only known by his code name "Starwalker" Erwin was only one of thousands of poor street rats targeted by this unofficial recruiter for the Imperial Foreign Legion. Starwalker himself was not part of any official Imperial organization, but was a veteran of numerous campaigns, serving both the Jedi Exiles, and the newly created Sith Empire. Starwalker on his own dime, preached Imperial gospel to the the poor dregs of Republican society, giving them a sense of purpose and training, and then directing them to the nearing IFL recruiting office.
All of Erwin's newest reading material soon lead him directly into Starwalker's clutches, fleeing the "tyranny" of his father's cartel. Erwin soon joined Starwalker's training camp with hundreds of others just like him. For six months Starwalker taught Erwin and other's like him how to march, shoot, and fight just as well as any Imperial Defense Trooper. The training was harsh but it paid off, with Erwin being a natural prodigy of melee combat, and a decent shot. Once Erwin's training was complete he and the rest of his "Youth Regiment" were smuggled out of the city on a shuttle "how Starwalker managed it Erwin still doesn't know" headed towards Ziost. The celebration was short but sweet, and Erwin was eager to prove himself to the Empire.
Passing all of his tests in the Foreign Legion with ease, Erwin was now officially a part of one of the greatest military's the galaxy would ever see. He had broken his chains, now it was time to serve those who had given him the chance. Not as a slave, but as a free man.
His only joy was reading, with his father teaching him how to read at a young age at the most basic level just to ensure that he could understand any warning signs about potential hazards. Erwin found learning how to read so much fun compared to his otherwise drab existence that he was soon using his rationed food money to buy books, educational holovids, anything to escape the reality of where he lived, even if only for a bit. He became literate extremely quickly, moving from the likes of "The very hungry Rancor" to full size novels in just three years. Soon almost all of his time not spent on survival would be solely focused on the written "or projected" word.
By his 12th birthday Erwin's father began to put him to work. It began slowly, with Tyber bringing his son along to the "family business" and showing him how things worked. But soon young Erwin was tasked with everything from spice smuggling, bartering with Duros and Hutts, and even playing bait to buy some of his father's "employees" time to escape from the local anti crime militia. While he did these things all Erwin could think about was the outside world that he read of in his books, why did he have to live in such a dreary place when there was a entire wonderful galaxy out there just waiting to be seen? With the only thing between him and freedom being a gargantuan blast door, a legion of cops, or a ludicrously expensive permit and taxi ride.
As time passed Erwin grew to hate everything about Coruscant, the Republic, and eventually his father. Erwin hated the Republic for everything it stood for, he began to see the Republic as a corrupt, inefficient, unfair, and "decadent" system. Where corporate fat cats and wealthy senators made trillions sitting on their chairs, while hardworking people were left in sinkholes like the undercity with almost no social mobility. Where pirates, thieves, and spice dealers like his father ran society while the senators spouted empty platitudes and irreverent dialogue.
Erwin soon became very very depressed by the time of his 18th birthday, realizing that his face was all over various wanted posters for working in his father's business, he came to realize that even a life time of work in the undercity wouldn't get him out now. The only thing keeping Erwin going was his will to survive, and his hopes to see the new "Sith" Empire rise.
Erwin had become enthralled by Empress' Andraste's re-imagining of an ancient alien empire. Seeing it rise in the news, holovids, and reading about it in books. The Sith Empire was seemingly everything Erwin could have ever dreamed of "as far as the occasional Imperial propaganda pamphlet or book that was smuggled in would tell him anyway" The rulers of the Empire were those who were strongest! those who were the most deserving! not those who had money. It did not matter how much money you made, or your social status because with strength you gain power! with power you gain victory! and with victory your chains could be broken! Strength was the only thing that truly mattered. He read of Imperial reprisals against crime, the order of Imperial society, the strength and honor of its citizenry, and he knew that he just had to take part in such a "glorious" kingdom. He had to escape Coruscant, and his "evil" father. Who poisoned his community with spice, and killed those who would resist his drug fueled tyranny. Erwin had enough of being some spice smuggler, and soon he would flee from the clutches of his father to serve a even darker master.
The fact that Erwin had stumbled upon all this Imperial propaganda was no coincidence, it was placed there deliberately by one Imperial recruiter only known by his code name "Starwalker" Erwin was only one of thousands of poor street rats targeted by this unofficial recruiter for the Imperial Foreign Legion. Starwalker himself was not part of any official Imperial organization, but was a veteran of numerous campaigns, serving both the Jedi Exiles, and the newly created Sith Empire. Starwalker on his own dime, preached Imperial gospel to the the poor dregs of Republican society, giving them a sense of purpose and training, and then directing them to the nearing IFL recruiting office.
All of Erwin's newest reading material soon lead him directly into Starwalker's clutches, fleeing the "tyranny" of his father's cartel. Erwin soon joined Starwalker's training camp with hundreds of others just like him. For six months Starwalker taught Erwin and other's like him how to march, shoot, and fight just as well as any Imperial Defense Trooper. The training was harsh but it paid off, with Erwin being a natural prodigy of melee combat, and a decent shot. Once Erwin's training was complete he and the rest of his "Youth Regiment" were smuggled out of the city on a shuttle "how Starwalker managed it Erwin still doesn't know" headed towards Ziost. The celebration was short but sweet, and Erwin was eager to prove himself to the Empire.
Passing all of his tests in the Foreign Legion with ease, Erwin was now officially a part of one of the greatest military's the galaxy would ever see. He had broken his chains, now it was time to serve those who had given him the chance. Not as a slave, but as a free man.
APPEARANCE
Erwin Castell stands at 5'10 feet tall, his skin is extremely pale due to spending mosr of his life in the underworld of Coruscant. Erwin has a muscled, well built frame used to years of abuse and intense training. He has piercing, dark blue eyes, and a clean cut of light brown hair. Erwin can commonly be seen in either his Imperial Dress Uniform, or in his standard issue IDF armor.
ATTRIBUTES
Erwin has molded himself for one thing, endurance. While his strength, speed, and dexterity are only slightly above average compared to the average soldier, he can last far longer in the field than most. A angry Gamorrean might be able to easily overpower Erwin in a straight up fight, but could that same Gamorrean spend days in the field lugging around a light repeater and nearly 70 pounds of equipment with the same ease as him? probably not. A expert sprinter may be able to pass Erwin in the short term, but two hours later as the race goes on Erwin will be in the lead while the sprinter is left in the dust, gasping for breath. A Echani sword master may have the upper hand in the speed and gracefulness of her strikes, but does she have the endurance to keep up the fight well into the night? Erwin may not be as strong or fast as these exceptional individuals, but he would outlast them all. As-well as his incredible endurance, Erwin has a strong physical and mental constitution. Being able to shrug off wounds and pain that would put other lesser men into shock. Alongside the intelligence to read a text or see a picture, and instantly take in and catalog the information they provide.
PERSONALITY
Erwin can at first seem cold, distant, and uncaring. Not a easy person to approach, or befriend he has grown wary of strangers due to his harsh upbringing in the crime infested undercity of Coruscant. To those he calls friend or comrade however Erwin is loyal to a fault, willing to sacrifice everything to protect those that he deems his brothers in arms. Among his few friends he tends to open up, changing from cold and distant to warm and close extremely quickly. Always one to tackle his problems head on, he will do his best to ensure that his few friends are kept alive, sane, and happy. Although he isn't one for small talk. His topics of conversation are normally always about the task at hand, fixing some problem, or self and/or group improvement.
Erwin is calm, collected, fearless, and obedient to those he considers his lawful superiors. He is willing to do whatever it takes to ensure victory for the Empire. Not one quick to anger, or provoke there are few things that genuinely make him angry. Harming those he cares about is one of them. To strangers however he can seem extremely cold and distant, almost robotic in his dealings with them. Not one to give in to pride, doubt, or fear Erwin considers himself nothing but a weapon to destroy the Republic and ensure that the Sith Empire brings strength and order to the galaxy.
Erwin mainly spends his little free time doing thing for self improvement, rather than solely for pleasure and relaxation. He considers things like having fun to be "wasting time" when there is a war to fight for the fate of the galaxy. He considers it his duty to constantly be either reading educational materials, or training himself and his comrades up to be the best that they can be physically. Though he is loathe to admit that he enjoys reading about the galaxy and its denizens immensely, he considers it education first and foremost. Erwin refuses to ever use drugs, or drink alcohol seeing first hand the effect those substances had on people in his home city, and not wanting to inhibit his mind.
Erwin has had many bad experiences with aliens back in the undercity of Coruscant "Especially Duros and Hutts, who his father mainly worked with" And so Erwin considers most alien races inferior to the Human and Sith species. Narrowly seeing them as mostly criminals and thugs with "un remarkable" and "shallow" histories. He doesn't so much "hate" them, more like looks down upon them as lesser. In any case this prejudice could hurt him in the long run, and will make it much more difficult for him to consider aliens his equals, or make nonhuman friends.
SKILLS
MARKSMANSHIP: Erwin is a extremely skilled shooter, and can hit a far away, moving target on most occasions.
SWORDSMANSHIP: Erwin is a skilled swordsman, and can hold his own against multiple competent opponents at once. But is still likely to be completely overwhelmed by a Jedi or Sith in melee combat.
PUBLIC SPEAKING: Having read many books on public speaking, and propaganda. Erwin can make a competent speech to inspire his comrades to continue fighting, or to try and convince a civilian population to join the empire.
BARTERING: Having learned how to haggle and manage money with the best of them back in the undercity working for his father's gang, Erwin always seems to save money and get better deals than other people.
SURVIVAL: Having gone through Starwalker's survival 101 training course, alongside his own experience and research. Erwin can survive for long periods of time in the wilderness. Being able to hunt, fish, start a fire, traverse hazardous terrain, ect.
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