Name:
Jeremiah Elison
Age:
28
Gender:
Male
Job:
First Mate
Appearance:
Stands approximately 5'9. Jeremiah has a cybernetic eye in place of the one on his right side, as well as his left shoulder being plated in cybernetics. He has a few scars across his chest, and one up his neck
Personality
+Very Persuasive, and Inspiring+
+While he is an Outlaw, he is not a bad person+
+Excellent Tactician+
-Often Questions his own Abilities-
-Takes Loss incredibly hard-
-Often Relies on the Captain to help make decisions-
History
Life in the Colonies
Jeremiah lived on the Arith colony within a system which had yet to be assimilated into the federation. It had become a haven for those who sought refuge from the heavily involved, and occasionally intrusive government of the council. The planet was colonized by the Lithri, a small race who the Federation had been trying to assimilate years. They welcomed all who wished for his or her own will. For a while things seemed alright.
Wrong Place Wrong Time
Things however, soon turned sour. The Federation had grown impatient with this loose cannon of a colony, and with the indignation of the Lithri. The Federation called for action. They sent troops down into the every colonies of the Lithri, each ordered to fire until they have either wiped them out or surrender. Jeremiah was caught up in all this, by chance. He was seen with rebel fighters, and was chased until a band of guerilla resistance fighters saved his life. And at the same time ruined it.
Branded a Criminal
16 years old and already on the run. The Federation had tagged him an enemy. He never really wanted to be a part of this. In fact he had been on his way to get off the planet. Yet now, here he was, helping the Resistance fend off the Federation. In his mind he knew it was no good. He was sent of an infiltration mission, and unfortunately caught, taken prisoner.
Breakout
He was taken on a prisoner transport ship, flying back to the Federation for trial. Or so he was supposed to. The ship began shaking violently. They were being boarded. He could hear the cries and shouts of soldiers. Then a distinctly gruff voice shouting commands. They had been attacked by pirates. No, not attacked, rescued. Most were taken to Tortoniga where they had to fend for themselves, but free.
Aye Aye Captain!
However, Jeremiah stayed on board Dark Summit. He had decided he would stand beside Captain Arthus. After all, the Federation already marked him as wanted. There was nothing left for him but the life of an outlaw. If they want him to be a criminal, then by God he'll be a criminal. For twelve years he has served under Arthus. He has assigned him First Mate, often brining him along on dangerous operations or negotiations, calling them, "A learning experience."
Stats
Piloting~ 5
Accuracy ~ 7
Stealth ~ 6
Repair ~ 0
Hacking ~ 6
First Aid ~ 0
