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Name: Zane Corvus
Alias: "Skid" (A negative moniker); usually just goes by "Zane" to the people he calls friends.
Faction: Junkers (Estranged)
Rank: Scab
Species: Human
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair: Black
Height: 188cm (~6')
Physique: Wiry/Malnourished
Skin: Pale
Force Sensitive: Negative
Strengths and Weaknesses
Observant. Zane has spent a good portion of his life having to always keep his eyes open, keenly-aware of whatever was going on. Life on Lotho Minor only exacerbated this characteristic, since ignorance could literally cost someone their life on that hell of a junk planet. Between the torrential winds and acid rain of the planet itself, along with the unsavory inhabitants like rabid Junkers and massive fire-breathing droids that consumed heaps and mountains of refuse (often confusing anything and everything for its prey, including living beings), this place had Zane in a near-constant state of anxiety. And yet, through that anxiety rose a state of awareness and an attention for detail that allowed him to keep his edge.
Scavenger. For most of his childhood, Zane has had to live in an environment that even the most seasoned survivalists wouldn't dare to encroach upon. This meant that every day was a race to see what -if anything - he could find that would help he and his family live to see the next cycle. His ability to scavenge materials and tools from the junk heaps has often worked in his favor, if only barely.
Survivor. Zane has had to give away a lot of his humanity in the pursuit of survival, for both himself and his brother. He has had to make a lot of incredibly terrible choices that a boy of his age should not have had to make, steeping his hands in filth and - in the worst cases - blood just to keep his sibling's hands clean. He is - at his heart - a good-natured person, but he isn't above using less-savory methods to achieve his goals if the situation calls for it.
Uneducated. This isn't necessarily saying that Zane has a low IQ; rather, that he hasn't been able to prioritize learning over other previously-stated concerns. He has a very basic knowledge of the galaxy around him; he can read Galactic Basic and can comprehend several languages, knows how to write (although spelling is a bit of an issue), and can carry his weight with basic mathematics and such. However, without access to the proper knowledge, he remains ignorant of some of the larger concepts in the galaxy as a whole. Etiquette and things of that nature will often elude him. You shouldn't expect him to be the one carrying out high-profile negotiations, at least not for the time being.
Brow-beaten. To say that Zane has "had it rough" would barely scratch the surface; and surely, there are others out there who have been through the wringer as much as he has, if not more. But the losses in his life have certainly taken their toll on him. Although he's only 18, he has the look of a man several years his senior. His luck and his circumstances have all been rather poor, and none of that has been uplifting. This has lead to him second-guessing a lot of his choices, and that says nothing of the effect it has had on his self-esteem and determination. It may take him some time to overcome such a disadvantage.
Unskilled. Zane hasn't had a lot of opportunities to take on or practice a range of skills like others around him. His default mode has been set to "survival" for the better part of his life. The few things he has managed to pick up over the years are limited to things like scrapping and ingenuity (building useful tools with the junk he has had on hand, etc.). For the most part, he's a dry sponge - primed to soak up as much as possible, yet currently devoid of "water".
Appearance: Stands just barely over six feet tall, with a wiry frame and pale skin due to being malnourished and generally unable to maintain a proper, healthy body due to his circumstances and lack of access to proper housing and sanitation. His lack of resources has led to poor hygiene as well, and he is often covered in the grime and soot of Lotho Minor's harsh environment. He is most often found wearing the same clothes from day to day, and owns some protective gear that helps him survive the planet's many hazards. That, itself, is worth its weight in aurodium.
The few possessions that he does have are some basic tools for salvaging and tinkering, and some improvised weapons that he has both made and found that he uses for defense: a makeshift short club, a vibro-knife, a miniature plasma torch, and a electro-stunner that he has pieced together from various scraps of salvage.
Biography: Zane was born on a tramp freighter somewhere in the Mid-Rim to parents of low means. As much as they tried to do right by him, the galaxy was a poor provider in terms of opportunity and circumstances. The small Corvus family drifted from planet to planet for most of Zane's childhood, his father and mother both working odd jobs to keep their family fed. Once Zane's younger brother, Marcus, was born, the family had reached Lotho Minor (as well as the "bottom of their barrel"). His parents tried desperately to eke out a living for them all, and it ended up costing them their lives. A salvaging accident claimed both mother and father in one fell swoop, leaving Zane to care for his younger brother at the staggering age of fifteen. He had a small sliver of grace in the form of a family friend that helped Zane take care of Marcus - who was just barely six years old when their parents died. For the past three years, Zane has done whatever he could to help provide for himself and his brother. But, time and again, Zane's inexperience and youth had shone through. He continually failed in just about every job he attempted. He either wasn't skilled enough, or wasn't strong enough to truly make a difference. Over time, the small amount of latitude that his parents' death had afforded him had all but evaporated, like ice in the midday sun.
Add to that the accident that befell his younger brother, and it made his life prospects start to look terribly-bleak.
The harsh and unforgiving climate of Lotho Minor was never something to sneer at. You didn't have time to sneer - if you did, then you'd soon regret it. Torrential winds, acidic rain, acrid air, toxic chemical pools and tainted water were only some of the hazards that the planet provided. Zane's younger brother was out playing with a few of the other children. The group had gone out a little far from the settlement, and Marcus had forgotten to wear some of his protective gear that he would have normally worn. A sudden northern wind carried down an acrid storm of acid rain on that fateful day, and Marcus was forced to run home in the downpour. He covered himself as best he could, but it wasn't nearly enough to keep him from suffering several severe burns to his body. His face was also scarred from the accident, but he was able to keep his eyes shielded, and most of his head covered. Zane spent several days by his brother's bedside, taking care of him, changing his bandages and helping him apply what little medicine he and the community could scrape together. It was barely enough to make a difference, but Marcus survived, and that was all that mattered.
Fast-forwarding a couple of years (to the present), Zane has managed to lose yet another salvaging job. Accidents have continued to occur (as only they can on Lotho Minor) with Zane at the center of them. If the galaxy could just stop spiraling out of control for one simple moment, if only something could finally give...maybe then, he could gain some sort of foothold to start climbing back up from rock-bottom.