This was a long time coming, but I finally have my CS ready for review:
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| {Age} |
| {Species} |
| {Gender} |
| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |
| {Appearance} |
| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |
| {Physical Abilities} |
| {Force Abilities} |
| {Limitations} |
| {Personality} |
| {Place of Origin} |
| {Background} |
Aron Graal, Corellian Ambassador
| {Full Name} |
Aron Graal
| {Age} |
55
| {Species} |
Human
| {Gender} |
Male
| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |
No
| {Appearance} |
With his tall frame and confident stride, Aron exudes the air of a strong politician. He has a youthful disposition, characterized by an impish smirk and the zeal reflecting in his blue-gray eyes. His brown hair is finely combed and slicked back, and he sports a neatly trimmed beard. The only outward signs of the years catching up with him can be observed through the wings of silver around his temples and the prominent graying in his facial hair, but at this stage, it makes him look more distinguished. His left leg is also cybernetic below the knee, an unfortunate result from an injury he endured while serving with the Corellian Security Force (CorSec).
Aron prefers a more conservative style of dress, typically a smart suit or a military-cut uniform. They are usually fairly simple with no additional adornments, aside from the occasional cape draped over one shoulder. His trousers also display the second-class Corellian Bloodstripe, which is noted by the yellow piping along the seams.
Aron prefers a more conservative style of dress, typically a smart suit or a military-cut uniform. They are usually fairly simple with no additional adornments, aside from the occasional cape draped over one shoulder. His trousers also display the second-class Corellian Bloodstripe, which is noted by the yellow piping along the seams.
| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |
A holdout blaster (BlasTech DC-17) concealed within his tunic in a shoulder holster and a vibroknife sheathed to the inside of his boot; a personal datapad and wrist comlink. While he is not too fond of droids, Aron also typically utilizes the services of a TC-series protocol droid to assist him with his professional endeavors. The droid, TC-T3K or “Tek”, is an integral part of his staff, though it lacks the eccentric behavior of some of the earlier 3PO-series models, which suits Aron just fine. The less pushback he experienced from the droid, the better.
Aron owns a Corellian Engineering CR90 Corvette Stringent. The exterior is painted a matte black with a green pinstripe and matching accents to honor its Corellian origins. The pristine white bulkheads of the interior have been muted with a charcoal gray; as a consular ship, amenities have also been made to accommodate a large conference room, control center, and stately rooms for the Ambassador and his family. There are also several smaller cabins designated for members of his staff and special guests.
Aron owns a Corellian Engineering CR90 Corvette Stringent. The exterior is painted a matte black with a green pinstripe and matching accents to honor its Corellian origins. The pristine white bulkheads of the interior have been muted with a charcoal gray; as a consular ship, amenities have also been made to accommodate a large conference room, control center, and stately rooms for the Ambassador and his family. There are also several smaller cabins designated for members of his staff and special guests.
| {Physical Abilities} |
Aron served for ten years in CorSec prior to his career in politics and has proven himself a competent pilot. He often flew escort missions and saw his fair share of atmospheric and interplanetary combat during the escalation of the Clone Wars. Like many native Corellians, it is said that he has ‘rocket fuel for blood’.
He has also grown into a bright and cunning politician; his negotiation skills are commendable. While he’s not the most athletic, especially after losing his leg during the war (and relies on a prosthetic), he certainly makes up for it with the power of words. He is an eloquent speaker and can easily persuade a crowd. His low, gravelly voice is soothing to an audience – and also quite effective in attracting female attention.
He has also grown into a bright and cunning politician; his negotiation skills are commendable. While he’s not the most athletic, especially after losing his leg during the war (and relies on a prosthetic), he certainly makes up for it with the power of words. He is an eloquent speaker and can easily persuade a crowd. His low, gravelly voice is soothing to an audience – and also quite effective in attracting female attention.
| {Force Abilities} |
None
| {Limitations} |
He is inherently confident in himself and his abilities. This allows him to charge into most situations undeterred, however, if he stops to consider the moment, he has a tendency to overthink. He is also afraid of failure and of leaving himself vulnerable; he likes to maintain control. In addition, Aron is a master at hiding his emotions and expressing a strong, positive persona to the public. While he falls victim to his temper on occasion, he is generally well-mannered and affable. His pride can also become an issue in certain situations, which may cause him to come across as arrogant or obnoxious to those unfamiliar with his mannerisms.
| {Personality} |
Aron is tenacious, ambitious, and exhibits an overwhelming sense of pride. As a public servant, he relies on his charisma and charm to network amongst his peers and to win favor with the people he serves. He is also a competent speaker and can easily influence a crowd through his choice of words. Throughout the years, he has maintained a strong public persona and is generally well-liked by the people. To his constituents, he is compassionate and cordial.
However, there is another side to Aron that is less than desirable – and which he keeps hidden from the public view. He has become masterful at hiding his true intentions and utilizing unorthodox techniques, such as manipulation and blackmail, to achieve his long-term goals. To some, he is cruel and deceptive, especially when it comes to his lust for power and indulging in his controlling nature. But despite these shortcomings, he has his moral limits and generally wants the best for those he cares about.
However, there is another side to Aron that is less than desirable – and which he keeps hidden from the public view. He has become masterful at hiding his true intentions and utilizing unorthodox techniques, such as manipulation and blackmail, to achieve his long-term goals. To some, he is cruel and deceptive, especially when it comes to his lust for power and indulging in his controlling nature. But despite these shortcomings, he has his moral limits and generally wants the best for those he cares about.
| {Place of Origin} |
Aron was born on Corellia as the only child to Norin and Ashaiya Graal. His parents were the owners of a rather large mining and shipping company on the outskirts of Coronet City, which included several durasteel processing plants used in the production of starships. The company served as one of the many suppliers for Corellian Engineering Corporation, though its influence expanded to all of the Five Worlds in the Corellian system. As the sole heir, Aron would one day have a stake in the company for his namesake alone, but his dreams and aspirations remained elsewhere...among the stars.
While he abided by his father’s wishes and enrolled at the University of Corellia to study business and economics after completing secondary school, he was again tempted by his passions and joined the CorSec Academy shortly after graduation.
While he abided by his father’s wishes and enrolled at the University of Corellia to study business and economics after completing secondary school, he was again tempted by his passions and joined the CorSec Academy shortly after graduation.
| {Background} |
It was said that Aron was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He had all the wealth he could ever hope for, and as his father’s only son, it was an expectation that he would one day inherit his family’s company and become the sole proprietor to continue that legacy.
However, fate had other plans. Aron craved a more exhilarating life – a life that would satisfy his sense of adventure and his love for piloting. Like most native Corellians, he wanted a life among the stars, while fulfilling his duty to give back to the place he called home. That was the main motivating factor in his decision to deviate from his father’s plans and join the Corellian Security Force.
As a member of CorSec, Aron served in the starfighter corps as a pilot, and through hard work and dedication rose to the rank of Lieutenant. While most of his assignments involved escort duty and menial patrols, he did see his fair share of action once the Clone Wars conflict escalated and the fighting became more prominent within the Five Worlds region. It was through his contributions in these campaigns that he became convinced to carry on with CorSec indefinitely; perhaps he could even take the next step and one day transfer over to become a detective.
But all of those hopes came to a crashing end when he was seriously wounded in a scuffle above Tralus. His injuries were extensive enough that he ended up losing his left leg, though the incident didn’t come without its own notable exceptions. After crash-landing on the planet, Aron managed to survive 48 hours on the surface before he was finally rescued by a passing patrol. In addition, he succeeded in keeping his wounded partner alive as well. This act earned him his second-class Bloodstripe, and he was subsequently medically discharged from service at the age of 32.
During his tenure in CorSec, Aron met his wife, Tera Eross; the two were married with their only son, Arek, being born two years later. It was Tera who served as Aron’s lifeline and moral support during the intervening months following his injury. As a philanthropist, she actively traveled around to various worlds within the Corellian system to offer assistance and provide for those people in need. She also held rallies in notable cities to garner support for her cause. Aron often accompanied her, and it was soon discovered that he had a real knack for interacting with the public and charming a crowd. His speeches were often engaging, and he soon gained the attention of a prominent politician working within the upper echelons of the Corellian government – Garrit Pilleu, an aide to the current Diktat.
The bureaucrat was infatuated by the young man’s passion and took him under his wing to help him learn the ropes. With Pilleu’s help, Aron’s influence over the people remained strong. When the time was right, it was the old man who ultimately pushed Graal to seek elected office, where he felt he would have the most impact. Against all odds, and helped along by a sympathy vote due to his injury, Aron won his first election by a landslide and became the next Councilman for his district on the Corellian Council.
Aron held this position for three consecutive terms and helped see Corellia through the changes that occurred after Knightfall. He spent this time building clout and networking among his peers and beyond to establish long-standing connections. He even gained several big-name proponents within Corellia’s inner circle, which quickly pushed him into the limelight. With this newfound fame, it wasn’t long before he became a victim of his own machinations. While he adopted a public mask that kept him quite favorable to the people – he was considered a charismatic and attractive politician – he continued to obsess over the government, and his quest to obtain the kind of influence he needed to reach the top. He had lofty goals, and he wouldn’t stop until he had achieved it all.
As his next stepping stone, Aron eyed the position of Head of State of the planet Corellia, which served under the Hegemon of the Five Worlds. He ran his campaign under the banner of the Democratic Alliance, one of the major political parties on Corellia, but ultimately failed at winning the election. Aron viewed it as a serious defeat, though he would soon bounce back.
As a consolation, the Hegemon nominated Aron to serve as the Corellian Ambassador to the Mandalore Republic. He knew tensions were high, and while it would be a difficult – and often dangerous – assignment, he accepted out of pure principle. It was an opportunity to prove himself and rise back to his former glory, particularly if he could procure a lasting partnership.
However, fate had other plans. Aron craved a more exhilarating life – a life that would satisfy his sense of adventure and his love for piloting. Like most native Corellians, he wanted a life among the stars, while fulfilling his duty to give back to the place he called home. That was the main motivating factor in his decision to deviate from his father’s plans and join the Corellian Security Force.
As a member of CorSec, Aron served in the starfighter corps as a pilot, and through hard work and dedication rose to the rank of Lieutenant. While most of his assignments involved escort duty and menial patrols, he did see his fair share of action once the Clone Wars conflict escalated and the fighting became more prominent within the Five Worlds region. It was through his contributions in these campaigns that he became convinced to carry on with CorSec indefinitely; perhaps he could even take the next step and one day transfer over to become a detective.
But all of those hopes came to a crashing end when he was seriously wounded in a scuffle above Tralus. His injuries were extensive enough that he ended up losing his left leg, though the incident didn’t come without its own notable exceptions. After crash-landing on the planet, Aron managed to survive 48 hours on the surface before he was finally rescued by a passing patrol. In addition, he succeeded in keeping his wounded partner alive as well. This act earned him his second-class Bloodstripe, and he was subsequently medically discharged from service at the age of 32.
During his tenure in CorSec, Aron met his wife, Tera Eross; the two were married with their only son, Arek, being born two years later. It was Tera who served as Aron’s lifeline and moral support during the intervening months following his injury. As a philanthropist, she actively traveled around to various worlds within the Corellian system to offer assistance and provide for those people in need. She also held rallies in notable cities to garner support for her cause. Aron often accompanied her, and it was soon discovered that he had a real knack for interacting with the public and charming a crowd. His speeches were often engaging, and he soon gained the attention of a prominent politician working within the upper echelons of the Corellian government – Garrit Pilleu, an aide to the current Diktat.
The bureaucrat was infatuated by the young man’s passion and took him under his wing to help him learn the ropes. With Pilleu’s help, Aron’s influence over the people remained strong. When the time was right, it was the old man who ultimately pushed Graal to seek elected office, where he felt he would have the most impact. Against all odds, and helped along by a sympathy vote due to his injury, Aron won his first election by a landslide and became the next Councilman for his district on the Corellian Council.
Aron held this position for three consecutive terms and helped see Corellia through the changes that occurred after Knightfall. He spent this time building clout and networking among his peers and beyond to establish long-standing connections. He even gained several big-name proponents within Corellia’s inner circle, which quickly pushed him into the limelight. With this newfound fame, it wasn’t long before he became a victim of his own machinations. While he adopted a public mask that kept him quite favorable to the people – he was considered a charismatic and attractive politician – he continued to obsess over the government, and his quest to obtain the kind of influence he needed to reach the top. He had lofty goals, and he wouldn’t stop until he had achieved it all.
As his next stepping stone, Aron eyed the position of Head of State of the planet Corellia, which served under the Hegemon of the Five Worlds. He ran his campaign under the banner of the Democratic Alliance, one of the major political parties on Corellia, but ultimately failed at winning the election. Aron viewed it as a serious defeat, though he would soon bounce back.
As a consolation, the Hegemon nominated Aron to serve as the Corellian Ambassador to the Mandalore Republic. He knew tensions were high, and while it would be a difficult – and often dangerous – assignment, he accepted out of pure principle. It was an opportunity to prove himself and rise back to his former glory, particularly if he could procure a lasting partnership.
