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THE KNIGHT ERRANT || [mood]
Hieronymus Drusus Crane
AGE - Twenty-nine
SPECIES - Human (Tionese)
HOMEWORLD -
Amarin, Tion Cluster, Outer Rim
LANGUAGES -
→ Basic [Fluent]
→ Huttese [Fluent]
→ Tionese [Write/Read]
(dead language)
FACTION - Jedi Order
RANK - Jedi Knight
OCCUPATION - Investigator,
lapsed Academic
HEIGHT - 188cm
WEIGHT - 85kg
HAIR COLOR - Brown
EYE COLOR - Brown, nearly black
He's got the quiet intensity, the brooding thousand yard stare, the lightsaber, and some who knew him back in his Padawan days recall that there was even a time when -- shudder -- he sported the traditional Padawan braid. A time best forgotten.
Yet otherwise he is completely lacking in the qualities of the philosopher monks: not one among his acquaintances have seen him in their customary robes, or heard him reference a tenet from the Jedi Code.
No, in his worn brown overcoat and tired formalwear, fond of chain-smoking handrolled tabac and as wont to be found in the local cantina as anywhere else, Hieronymus is a troubling figure among the Knighthood. You would never guess his lineage traces back to Tionese royalty, even the sort that actually comes from pirate stock and won their titles during Xer VIII's uprising when galactic civilization itself was still in its cradle.
Of course, back in the Cluster they had a pertinent aphorism: twenty-five thousand years has a way of turning a family tree into a forest. So it's all relative anyway. The fact of the matter is that Hieronymus has led a long life of not quite fitting in anywhere.
From an early age, he chafed at the haughtiness of his family and generally feudal social climate of the Tion Cluster, and so arrived on Yavin IV with great hope that he would find a place in the galaxy among the Jedi.
Nearly a teenager, the rebellious streak he developed back in the Cluster made him a rough fit among the other apprentices, the odd boy from the Outer Rim prone to cursing in Huttese when he grew frustrated at his progress.
Hieronymus performed well in his lessons, but during periods intended for recreation with fellow Padawans at the Praxeum became fond of wandering out into the rainforest near the temple, a landscape much like the sprawling forests of his homeworld.
He eventually outgrew this antisocial phase, but certain aspects of his personality have never quite become cohesive with the Jedi mold. His apprenticeship as a Padawan stretched unusually long, though not due to lack of ability, Hieronymus proving competent in areas of more quantitative inquiry, for a time entertaining the thought that he might go down the path of the keepers of the archives and dedicate himself to research and the cultivation of his intellect. Specializing in the areas of xenobiology and xenoarchaeology, for awhile these pursuits occupied him alongside his duties as a Padawan.
The ossified bureaucracy of Jedi academia eventually proved every bit as inhospitable as the socially immobile Tionese Cluster. Throughout those years his imagination grew steadily more ambitious on the tales and mythologies of the civilizations he studied, and gradually it became clear that he would never find himself - not on Yavin IV in the myriad halls of the archives, lost among stories of bygone eras; not even on his solitary sojourns through the rainforests around the temple.
On the day Hieronymus became a Knight he left the Praxeum and has not returned. Six years have passed since then. His first journeys took him up the Gordian Reach and further Coreward; later as the war grew heated, Hieronymus did not join the Jedi on the frontlines, but frequently passed through the aftermath of conflict to help those left behind.
Fearing that all too often his fellow Knights become blinded to the more mundane consequences of their actions, Hieronymus often finds himself engaging with the seedy underbelly of the galaxy: brokering peace between merc crews in exchange for the safe passage of a refugee caravan, infiltrating cartel-associated nightclubs to extract trafficking victims, the works. Places Jedi can't always reach in their robes and reciting the Code.
In the wake of the fall of New Alderaan, however, Hieronymus has realized that he cannot further shirk his duty as a warrior of the Jedi. A student of history, he knows better than most what awaits the galaxy should the Sith prove victorious in their campaigns of conquest - blood and death. Another age of darkness.
Innumerable thoughts pass through the mind of a traveler on his path, and some are bound to lead him astray. Hieronymus is the type to take a long drag on his cigarette and remind himself to just put one foot in front of the other, to not quit walking, no matter what shadows fall on his path.
EQUIPMENT & ASSETS
WEAPONS, ARMOR & ATTIRE
— lightsaber (purple focusing crystal)
— vibroknife
— DE-10 medium blaster pistol
— Jedi utility belt
— outfits ranging from formal to casual; most on a theme of overcoat, dress shirt, tie, slacks
— suitable gear for extended overland travel in a variety of climates
— standard issue military-grade bulletproof vest
— armored elbow/knee pads and reinforced gloves
ASSETS & POSSESSIONS
— Lancer-class Pursuit Craft, the Desevran Songbird
Modifications:
- secondary cargo hold modified into a meditation chamber
(one of the few tangible indications that Hieronymus is in fact a Jedi to those that know him)
— BA-10 Astromech droid, designation BA-1N, affectionately "Bain"
MISCELLANEOUS
— NalPhone
— TDS-4400 PC
— code cylinder for sensitive data
— handwritten journal and similar personal items
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