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Brent Ligur Victae
Biographical Information
Homeworld:	Shaevalis Prime
Date of Birth:	106 BBY
Date of Death:	N/A
Physical Description
Species:	Shaevalian
Gender:	Male
Height:	7'1"
Weight:	250 lb
Hair:	Jet black dreadlocks
Eyes:	White
Personal Information
Allies:	Erianna Victae, Dacien Victae, Rasilvenaira StormRaven
Lightsaber Color(s):	Light Green
Lightsaber Form(s):	Vapaad
Chronology & Political Information
Profession:	Noble, General, Training Sergeant, Imperial Officer.
Position:	Quaestor, House Caliburnus
Era(s):	Dark Jedi Brotherhood Era
Affiliation:	Clan Scholae Palatinae, House Caliburnus
Personal Ship:	Heart of Gold
Dossier:	7589
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Brent Ligur Victae, also known as Archangel, is a ruthless Sith Battlemaster, whose appitite for war and victory is matched only by his pride. Though often bordering on the arrogant, his attitude is well deserved, having won distinctions in numerous campaigns within the Dark Jedi Brotherhood and with out. He rose through the ranks within the clans of Plagueis and Scholae Palatinae, and was appointed to lead House Caliburnus for a long spell, before disappearing into the quiet after Great Jedi War IX.

"Never Tempt the Mighty"

―Brent Ligur Victae

Timeline

This is the timeline of the life and doings of Brodo Nul

Beginnings

106 BBY - Birth

"The Past, Present and Future
Are all visible in a child's eyes "

―Unknown

Born Brodo Nul, though he would be called Brodo for short. His parents were Illysia and Korvem. Korvem was a military leader of skill and prestige in the Nul military. He lead the 2nd Grand Battalion into several conquests along the outer rim of the Nul space. His mother was an outsider, a half Kiffar from the shipyards surrounding the planet Sluis Van. She was on a freighter assisting her employers in transporting a load of metals for the factory's foundries when it came under attack by pirates. The captain of the freighter sent the vessel into a blind hyperspace jump. Amongst all the maneuvers the man could have done, a blind hyperspace jump is likely to have been the most dangerous and foolish choice possible. In the end, the freighter skimmed an asteroid and left hyperspace in a tumble, barely under power. Only Illysia and the helmsman was left alive, and they worked together to get the spin under control.

A frigate in the Nul military at the time, the Cordite Hawk, was in the vicinity at the time, and recorded the entire reentry to normal space, and the subsequent slowing of the spin. The Hawk, led by a young Korvem, hailed the severely damaged ship, and offered assistance, which was quickly taken. The helmsman died of his wounds after being transported to the frigate, but Illysia was alive, and fell in love with her rescuer, Korvem, deciding to stay with him rather than returning to her life of work and toil. They would make their home in the Shin'Tar District of Shaevalis City, the capital of Shaevalis Prime.

75 BBY - Assassination attempt

"Few would deign to such a heresy, as an assassin to a murder"

―Nul'Korvem'a

This attempt, which unfortunately is rather common amongst the higher ups in the Shaevailian society, took place at an official banquet where Brodo's father was to be awarded a large portion of land for his success in the Subjugation of the Ifrica Belt. During the ceremony, while the guests and dignitaries were looking towards the dais where the ceremony would take place, an agent sent by one of Nul's greatest rivals, the Arka, poured a clear, tasteless liquid into Korvem's drinking cup. Brodo, being of the relatively young age of 31, had not really had much access to alcohol, and tried to get a taste from his father's cup while everyone was distracted. Brodo began to feel ill immediately, and was violently sick on the floor. The ceremony came to an abrupt halt as Brodo was rushed to the nearest medical center by a very worried Korvem.

The doctors didn't know what the poison was, or how it was taken, because only Brodo knew this. He would stay ill for many days, Korvem never leaving his side, even to attend to duties. Brodo remained in a deep coma for much of the time as the poison did it's work. The poison was such that it would kill its victim slowly, inducing a coma known as the Sleeping Death, while corroding their organs, causing leaks and ulcers. These cause further damage and excruciating pain, which the victim feels all the time. Brodo got to this stage before the Arka agent was found, and brought to Korvem. It is said that Korvem beat the man for a day and a night AFTER the poison's name and type was revealed. Brodo was slow to regain consciousness, but when he did, he let out a minute long scream, and was quickly sedated.

74 BBY - Awake

"How can there be Gods when such a travesty happens to someone so young? "

―Unknown

Nearly a year had gone by, and finally Brodo had healed enough to be woken. He had a long physical therapy schedule, but managed to finish it early. He was very touched by how his father had acted, and sought to do him proud with everything he did. He spent another month in hospital still getting over his near-death experience as well as the year in a coma.

The first couple weeks was spent doing tests for neurological problems and any extra signs of the poison. While no real neurological problems were found, some psychological problems arose, especially along the lines of mild paranoia (which was expected), and a survival instinct that surpassed even the most war hardened Shaevalian warriors (which was mostly unexpected).

A determined Brodo started walking a full three weeks earlier than he should have been able to. He struggled to regain his motor skills but not for want of trying. In a week of collapses and pulling himself up, he finally managed to walk unaided for a distance of ten meters, this fact in itself being a feat. In the next two weeks were spent relearning how to move in a variety of ways, including jumping and running. He was unable to eat solid foods just yet, his stomach and other organs needing a bit more time to heal the scars.

Upon arriving home, Brodo learned of the death of his mother. At the age of 54, she'd been returning from her work as an assistant at the local engineering corporation when another assassin attacked. His mother was killed by a hold-out blaster to the kidneys. She was pronounced dead the same hospital that Brodo had been in that very same day and all the days for a year before that. The pain of her death would shock Brodo to the core,and would hurt his father almost beyond repair. The assailant had escaped amid the confusion after the shooting. Brodo swore that he would find the disgusting peon who thought he could destroy his family, and show him just how much stronger he is from the experience. And he would show him no mercy, no quick death, no dignity in death. Brodo's blood threat would become a legend among the high society of the Shaevalian home planet.

70 BBY - Forged Anew

"When the sword of rebellion is drawn, the sheath should be thrown away. "

―Proverb

A scant four years after his near death experience and the resulting coma, Brodo was fitter than many men his age. Instead of just surviving, Brodo had prospered, his newly found desire to survive by being the fittest, the strongest, the fastest, led him to train his body for the majority of the day. He didn't spend his time learning from books, like most of his generation. His time was spent making long treks through the wildernesses of which border the capital city of the planet. He would spend more and more time on these treks, often spending the majority of the time at a near running pace.

During one of his sojourns into the dark wilderness, he came across a small cottage. Not expecting to find such a structure in this area, he tentatively knocked on the door. The door swung open a moment later, revealing a much shorter Human, draped in an old, tattered cloak and dressed in a cream and yellow colored tunic. The Human invited Brodo in, speaking in Basic, but with an accent Brodo had never heard before. He offered Brodo some water, which he took gladly.

Then the man began to talk. Brodo had never heard these stories before, but found himself enthralled in their intricacy. These tales were tales of the feats of warriors little known to him, called the Jedi. These warriors bore swords of light which could cut through just about anything, and had powers only they could use. They could influence minds and matter at will. They were peacekeepers in a galaxy of chaos, as the old hermit called them.

Brodo begged for more stories when they heard a noise outside. The hermit smiled to himself and stood, the cloak falling away from his shoulders. On his belt hung a beautifully decorated lightsaber. At the emitter was a sculpted silver tiger's head, maw open around the emitter and the butt was shaped like the talon of an eagle. He pulled the hilt from his belt and flashed a toothy smile at Brodo, and said "They have come to kill me, young one. And they will probably succeed. My only request is that once I have fallen, that they not leave with either my body or my lightsaber. I entrust this lightsaber to you."

The hermit lit the lightsaber, its pale green glow filling the room. With a battle cry worthy of any Shaevalian war hero, he charged out of the cottage to confront those who had come to kill him. Brodo followed him, but stopped at the door way, his jaw dropping at the sight before him. The old hermit had transformed, in moments, in a mighty Jedi soldier, his lightsaber flashing brightly as he cleaved through his assailants. These assailants were clothed only in black, with red tinted goggles where their eyes would be. They carried with them lightsabers of their own, but in a red hue.

But the odds were against the Jedi; eight on one is never fair, no matter who you are. When the Jedi finally did fall, he had already been wounded multiple times, and had cut all but one of his enemies down. Brodo had stared at awe at the display of raw power and finesse up until that moment, when he realized that having witnesses was not something these assailants would've wanted. The last remaining opponent looked to Brodo and advanced.

The only weapon that Brodo had on him as his long bladed knife, used to cut his way through the foliage. It would not stand up to a lightsaber. Brodo looked to the Jedi's body for a moment before deciding what he would do. He cocked his arm back before launching the knife as fast as he could towards the man. As soon as he could he followed in the knives wake, his course taking him past the Jedi's body, and the lightsaber which had fallen beside him. Brodo grabbed the lightsaber and lit it in one fluid motion before bring it up towards his opponent. Distracted by the flying knife, the man was caught on his side by the green blade of the lightsaber Brodo was wielding, cleaving him clean in half.

Brodo breathed deeply and looked around him, extinguishing the lightsaber. He turned to the Jedi's body, and picked it up. As he did, however, the body began to fade and disappear. Brodo knew what this was from the stories he had been told just earlier. The old Jedi had rejoined the Force.

This experience had many deep impacts on Brodo. He kept the lightsaber of the Jedi, but made sure that it was always hidden, lest it be found and he would have to answer questions. He ran the battle over and over in his mind, and tried to copy and reproduce the moves that both the Jedi and the men trying to kill him had accomplished. He had limited success. One thing that came from this episode in Brodo's life, was that he believed now more than ever that he would need to be armed at all times, and he set about acquiring a weapon for his personal protection.

61 BBY - Weapon's Beginning

"Few may stand before the power of a cavalry charge, or the might of a single singing spear"

―Shaevalian Warrior saying

While such an act is forbidden before adulthood, Brodo has promised himself that he would create a weapon to protect himself and his family. This promise he made in secret, so no complaints or objections were raised. He didn't even mention it to his father, though Korvem did suspect something had changed around his son.

But as the saying goes, the doing is often far harder than the saying. While Brodo had been searching the forests and jungles of Shaevalis Prime, he had barely scratched the surface of the vastness of the planet. He had not gone near the Hermit's cottage since the incident, which prevented him from searching a rather large region of forest. As he looked down the mountain, Her'Luk Peak, he felt his heart steel over with grief and remorse, knowing that to accomplish his promise, he would need to pass that cottage again.

He approached the cottage at a reluctant pace, his hand squeezing the hilt of the old Hermit's lightsaber. It had been over 7 years since he'd been here, and barely anything had changed. The bodies of the enemy had disappeared, either by their back up or by the various large carnivores which lived in the forests. The cottage was slightly overgrown with weeds and vines but still habitable. On a moment's thought, Brodo decided to have a look inside.

The cottage was small by Brodo's standards, as his head was barely an inch from the roof, and he had to stoop each time he came near an illumination fitting. There was a small simple bed, a fire pit and various items of furniture. The one piece of interest, to Brodo anyways, as a floor to ceiling bookcase made of a strangely grey wood, and was full of datacards and infochits. As Brodo approached it, the hairs on the back of his head rose, and an air of apprehension set in. He took the nearest datacard and began to read.

Most of it was planetary and cultural information about thousands of planets and star systems, which seemed to be controlled by a governing body called the Republic. This 'Republic' interested Brodo, which spurred on his reading. He spent most of the day reading, and after setting a fire and cooking a small mammel for dinner, he resumed. He found stories of great battles in the past, and the duels between dark and light Jedi.

One infocard, however, caught Brodo's attention. It described a plant called the Ferrum Cartilumnar, the Broken Iron Tree. It stood tens of meters tall, and it's wood had a very special property. It was basically a nearly indestructible metal which, when melted and forged, would crack like the grain and bark of a tree. Upon reading this, something clicked in Brodo's mind. The bookcase was built with this Ironwood! Brodo searched for more references to this wood and locations. But it was to no avail.

The following morning, Brodo got ready to go home. He had decided to make this cottage his lodge away from home, to allow him to search further into the forests. He searched the forests for year, and then another. He found no material suitable for his needs. Upon returning to the cottage, Brodo looked to the sunset, the star of his planet dipping away. Then in the distance, a man strode towards him. He was bent over slightly, and walking with a cane.

"Hello young one" the man said. Brodo's eyes widened, as the man in front of him was dead. The Hermit! The Hermit smiled, and explained how he was there, as the Force allowed him to return to those who he trusted and had a connection with. After the initial shock wore off, Brodo asked the Hermit about the Ferrum Cartilumnar. The Hermit seemed surprised but just smiled, and pointed to the tree which grew behind the cottage, "There it is, young one. Have you not looked there? Use my lightsaber, and cut away the bark, then cut a piece of the wood away. This will be your weapon. A spear of great power and size. Use it wisely". The Hermit then faded slowly, leaving Brodo with more questions than answers.

He did, however, follow the Hermit's instructions. The wood was pliable and strong at the same time, allowing Brodo to carve it into a straight and streamline haft for a spear. Upon returning home, he crafted a spear head from a small amount of very tough metal that the Shaevalian use to build their largest battleships.

At least he had a weapon of strength and worth. He called his Ironwood Spear by the name he had found in the infocards: Ferrum Peregrinus, the Iron Crusader.

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Brodo and Quinlan

47 BBY - A New Friend

"The gift of the few is a weapon to the many"

―Unknown

Older now, with a neatly kept beard and long hair, Brodo was now a powerful tall man. His exploration and training with his spear had honed his muscles to near the fine edge of perfection. He was also well read, having had access to the many files and literature left behind by the old hermit. He knew he would someday follow his father into the Nul Armed Forces (NAF). But a chance meeting changed this certainty for him, as he realized how precarious his future was.

While on a particularly dangerous jaunt through the jungles of Jun’kir’lu, he was set upon by a lightsaber-wielding man. Thinking that this was the remnant of the attack party who killed the old hermit, Brodo drew his lightsaber, and ignited, ready to fend off the attack. But the appearance of the lightsaber had startled the man, who shut off his, and looked Brodo up and down. This man turned out to be Quinlan Vos, a fact which Brodo learnt soon after forcing himself to extinguish his lightsaber.

Quinlan Vos was a Jedi, same as the Old Hermit. He used a similar color lightsaber, but what seemed to be a very different style. The pair became fast friends, discussing every topic their minds touched on. After some maneuvering, Brodo managed to move Quinlan reluctantly to the subject of lightsabers. The Jedi explained lightsaber combat and concept to Brodo in as much detail as he felt that he was allowed to. Brodo listened with fascination, and even managed to get Quinlan to take him through some of the practices.

Though the pair had been dreading the day, Quinlan had to return to the Jedi temple on some distant planet called Coruscant. Reluctantly, Brodo handed over the Old Hermit’s lightsaber so it could be returned to the temple. In return, Quinlan left Brodo with a lingering remark.

“You know you’re Force sensitive?”

This, of course, sent Brodo’s mind reeling. To quell his torrent of questions, Quinlan gave him a datapad of lower order Jedi techniques. Quinlan left soon after, though Brodo was pretty sure they would meet again.

With his mind still full of questions and starved of answers, Brodo made his way home. He decided that he would talk to his father about this. During his life, his father had always been a single strong point in a sea of confusion. But upon his return home, Brodo learned of a family on the other side of the planet, which had recently been nearly wiped out and its remnants banished for their connection to some occult thing called the Force.

With much reluctance, Brodo was almost forced into hiding his gift, as he saw it. He would be joining the NAF the next year, and had to be as careful as possible.

46 BBY - Military Academy

"The Army will make a man out of you. It's up to you if you make it out alive or dead."

―Nul'Korvem'a

For a Shaevalian of Brodo's heritage and skills, coming of age only meant one thing: Joining the Army. Namely the Nul Armed Forces, the standing army of the Nul family. He followed in the footsteps of over twelve generations of the Nul family in the army.

In the initial recruit stages, Brodo excelled in all manner of physical activities, owing the success to his forays into the jungles of the planet. One major problem that Brodo had was having to take orders. He had always been brought up to listen to his superiors, but more recently he had been very free-thinking and out of society. Over time, however, he changed his mind set, almost reluctantly.

During his tenure at the military academy, he came to admire the tenacity and rough charisma exhibited by the drill sergeants. He believed that if a drill sergeant was put in charge of a battalion, wars would be won in a matter of days, for fear of push ups.

42 BBY - Hereditary Promotion

"He's too young, far too young. But I am far too old to stand in his way."

―Nul'Korvem'a

Korvem, Brodo's father, was aging, and years of campaigning in the nearby sectors had taken their strain on the man. After a length debate between himself and the other Grand Generals, Korvem decided to retire from military service. As was the custom in Shaevalian society, the son is promoted to follow his father. It is expected that the blood would be enough to make an excellent general. Brodo was promoted from a low level rank to Grand General of the 2nd Grand Battalion.

Inexperience and lack of trust in his leadership abilities did not stem his enthusiasm. He immediately set about planning an offensive, one his father had on the drawing board, but hadn't managed to get to. The Ter'Lak'a Rift was a wide expanse of space, mostly unpopulated and barren. It did, however, have an abundance of Tibanna Gas,in the form of numerous gas giants orbiting the majority of the stars in the region. This Tibanna Gas would help power blasters and would assist in many forms of construction. The problem is a rebellion in the Ifrica region.

Ifrica

The Ifrica Region, an area of space taken in recent wars conducted by the Shaevalian Military, rose up against their conquerors in a vicious uprising that in the first days killed over thirty Shaevalian military and administrative personnel. As the region was designated a Nul protectorate, Brodo was sent with his Grand Battalion to quell the rebellion. Landfall was simple and uneventful, with his troops taking key locations on the main planets in the region. Riots and gangs rampaged through the streets at random, but no direct contact to the Shaevalians was made, other than the deaths in the first days.

However, this did not last. Twenty-four days into the rebellion, a leader appeared from the midsts of the chaos. Ventario Kalliam, a local marshal, was an outspoken proponant against the Shaevalian occupation. He had fought in the battles which had led up the occupation, and had been in prison for much of the time between the wars and the rebellion. He preached the extermination of the Shaevalian "bourgeoisie" and the liberation of the war heroes from the Shaevalian prison camps.

He ordered several surgical strikes on 2nd Grand locations, including an ammunition dump. Several Shaevalians were killed in the strikes, including several wounded. In reply, Brodo ordered an entire company of special forces commandos be sent into the cities, taking out anyone sporting the dagger and star logo of the Rebellion. Their secondary objective was to find out any information about the leaders, and their location. This tactic, however, backfired.

The riots and mobs increased in number and intensity as the commandos assassinated hundreds of civilians who hadn't been involved in any of the rebellious behavior. Facing an all out war with the main planet's population, Brodo ordered his Battalion to bunker down and prepare for new orders. With the riots ravaging the planets, their economy and civil structure collapsed quickly, soon followed by social disintigation.

Seven months into the rebellion, Brodo implemented Operation Fallen Hawk. The operation was simple: a systematic census and cleansing of the planet's population, including large scale bombardment of suspected rebellion headquarters. The intent of the Operation was fear and control, and with the use of high-yield proton bombs, it succeeded. The population slowly returned to their old ways. But, as one would expect, the rebellion leader, Kalliam, did not give up.

Instead, in a last ditch attempt, he hurled all of his supporters, some 7000 men and women, into a strike on Brodo's Headquarters. Fanatic rebels ran through the hallways, having overcome the outer defenses by sheer weight of number. Brodo lead his personal guard in a counter-assault, often resorting to hand-to-hand combat to defeat the fanatics. After what seemed like hours of fighting, the two leaders of the different factions came face to face. Their weapons depleted of charge, they attacked each other with fist and weapon butts. Brodo's Shaevalian size and strength overcame the rebel's rhetoric and trickery. He beat the man to death and hung his bloodied body over the archway of the main market of the planet, as an example to those who would follow his ideas.

While Brodo has often been critised by his peers for his reckless endangerment of civilians and his grotesque display of the leader's body, the region has fallen into place quickly, and almost no rebellious problems have been reported since. Brodo's victory is examined as a prime example of the use of fear and control at the Shaevalian War Academy.

Expansion Invasion of the Ter'Lak'A Rift

After a brief two month respite, Brodo unveiled his plan to the ruling generals and the royal council of the Shaevalians. The invasion of the Ter’Lak’A Rift would take place in three stages. The first would be a simple reconnaissance into the area, making sure that the Shaevalian maps were correct. This recon mission would be under the guise of a mapping and exploration team, intent on knowledge not invasion. Once the target area has been fully surveyed, which could take a month at most, the second phase of the plan could be initiated.

The second phase was the systematically envelop the region, capturing or conquering the planets and systems making up the ‘rim’ of the area. This ‘noose’ would capture entire populations and economies in the area inside, allowing the Shaevalians to invade with most of the populous and infrastructure still standing. This would greatly increase immediate benefits of the invasion, where a normal occupation would require months, or maybe even years, of time to rebuild destroyed settlements or economies.

Once the second phase had been completed, the third and final phase could be accomplished. This phase would call for the Shaevalian forces to invade deep into the core of the area, striking at the large tibanna gas fields. This strike would be carried out from eight different directions, leaving invasion forces at targets of opportunity. Once the central region is secure, the eight fleets can ‘turn around’, and take the areas they’d missed. While these areas would have had more time to prepare for the invasion, and the Shaevalian fleets would be damaged and haggard from all the fighting it would have to endure over the years, Brodo had hoped that their superior fire power and numbers would win through.

It took the council and generals only a day of deliberation before approving the proposal. Brodo wasted no time in calling up the troops, four Grand Battalions, and eight full battle fleets. While tiny compared to most fleets from the Clone Wars and on, it was still a strong force, especially in a region lacking in military presence.

The first phase, code named Red Shift for the red neon of their new sensor packs, commenced the very next day with ten heavily modified frigates were sent out, calling for free passage to survey the area and update maps held by the benevolent race of the Shaevalians. In just under a month, the entire area was mapped and cataloged, with the main targets of opportunity laid out, and the lanes of attack being determined.

The second phase, code named Spider’s Web, began soon after the completion of Red Shift. This would take the better part of a year, as the region was sizable, but with such a valuable bounty of tibanna gas, it was also hotly contested. Very few of the planets or systems capitulated immediately, and more than a few had to be subdued by overwhelming force. Brodo had his forces split into two groups, one to head along the eastern edge of the region, led by one of his subordinate, Colonel Gram, while the other group would along the western edge, led by Brodo himself.

One particular system, known as the Dolberon Cluster, was a binary star system, with a pair of blue dwarf stars caught in each other’s gravity. With system boasted three large gas giants, virtually brimming with tibanna gas and other minerals, as well as a inhabitable temperate planet. It had been selected as one of the ‘hubs’ Brodo’s forces would use to turn inwards towards the core. However, the unusual system wreaked havoc with the fleet’s sensors, making detection of incoming attacks almost impossible.

It was here that one of Brodo’s main rivals in the region would make his stand. Izzkpat was an insectoid Pirate, leading a sizable fleet of mostly patched together vessels. Though his fleet was undermanned and in need of proper repair, his reputation was legendary in the region for his ruthlessness and his viciousness of tactics. Izzkpat had been a large figure in regional politics, often using his wealth and reputation to influence populations to elect rulers who he had chosen.

The Dolberon Cluster, because of its unusual topography and influence of shipboard sensors, was an ideal place for a pirate’s hideout, especially one large enough to keep and maintain all of Izzkpat’s ships. While Brodo hadn’t expected the system’s effect on his fleet, he had expected Izzkpat to show his face, and try and stop Brodo’s advance. It was well know that the pirate thought of this area as his little playground and he didn’t want any other bullies coming in and taking over.

Immediately upon dropping out of hyperspace within the gravitational shadow of the outer most gas giant, Brodo’s fleet was set upon by thirteen corvette size ships, two frigate size ships and one cruiser, which had a transponder naming it Izzkpat’s Pride. After quelling the sudden panic on his bridge with a single call, Brodo rallied his fleet and set it into a pair of lines, a classic fleet to fleet tactic. It had one flaw, which was if the lead ship was disabled or destroyed, it would block the path of those that followed it.

Brodo knew that Izzkpat would know this, which is why he did it. With his ships following a line, he put his ship at the front of the fire line. The fire line unleashed a huge salvo into the pirate ranks, firing over and over. Izzkpat ordered his fleet to focus their attention on the front vessel, to foil the huge broadside that Brodo had created.

As the pirate fleet zoned in on Brodo’s flagship, the rest of his plan unfolded. With the attention of the pirates devoted to a single ship, the rest of the fire line slowed, and curled, creating a crossfire effect. This maneuver was completed by the entrance of the second fire line, firing ‘down’ on the pirate fleet now trapped in the pocket. Brodo’s flagship turned to meet the barrage, all guns blazing. The Izzkpat’s Pride and three corvettes survived the first onslaught, and quickly made an escape.

With his first conclusive space victory, Brodo took the rest of the assigned rim with ease, rumors and stories of his tactics and daring spreading quickly before his fleet. Over 80% of the systems that his fleet visited after that battle capitulated to him or even welcomed him with open arms. The fleets met at the northern most point of the rim. He allowed his forces a week’s rest, to get them ready for the drive into the core. But due to problems along the eastern rim, he had to postpone the strike for an extra two weeks.

The Ter'Lak'A Rift and important features of region

The third phase, code named Fly, for the fly caught in a Spider’s Web, took some time to begin, and even more time to be completed. With the delays with the eastern edge of the rift, Brodo became anxious and often annoyed with his subordinate Colonel Garm. When the eastern edge was finally secured, Brodo had the entire force begin the third phase immediately, not allowing the eastern forces any time to rest.

The western force made huge headway in the first week, reaching the two thirds mark easily. The eastern force did much worse and took that week to make an eighth of the way into the core. The phase itself had four targets in the core, the four main tibanna producing planets: Tiblo, Gaddi, Largosia and Gran-Fa. All of these planets are massive gas giants, easily the same size of the planet Yavin.

These four planets were controlled by three different groups, with Tiblo and Gaddi both controlled by one group. The first group, the one in control of Tiblo and Gaddi was known as the Consortium, and was the main economic power of the three groups. It was financially strong, but inferior in terms of regional power and influence. While the leaders made huge profits selling the tibanna gas to the surrounding sectors, it was in constant danger of folding.

The second group was far more technologically and militarily advanced, and was called the Gorn Conglomerate. This group originated in a sector in the galactic north of the Rift, from the Gorn civilization. While advanced technologically, the Gorn were barely above savage, and would be the main opposition for the invasion. This group controlled Largosia.

The last group was likened to a farmer’s collective. A group of small corporations clambered together and set up claims for those who wished to collect tibanna gas. While the group did not have a name, their representative corporation was called the Lan-Tera Syndicate. Small and barely influential, the group would capitulate in the face of the Shaevalian fleet. This group controlled Gran-Fa.

The northern most and southern most planets were hit first by the Shaevalian fleet. The eastern force, tasked with the capture of these planets, Gran-Fa and Largosia, hit them both simultaneously. Gran-Fa capitulated and accepted the occupation force. The fleet there headed north towards Gaddi. It would be joined there within a week by the first elements of the western force, and would be taken by the following week.

At Largosia, the fleet commanded by Brodo , met a large force conducted by the Gorn Conglomerate’s main military arm. The Gorn fleet set up a simple protective shield around the large space stations orbiting the planet. After repeated attempts at diplomacy, the Gorn fled, but only after destroying the stations. Their destruction and the debris that fell into the planet’s orbit would disrupt the construction of a replacement station for almost six months.

Tiblo, attacked by a fleet commanded by Colonel Garm, would take more than two weeks to make any head way against the defenses. Brodo, frustrated with his subordinate and furious at how his failure was diminishing his victory, sent all of his remaining forces to Tiblo. The defenses of Tiblo would be crushed in days.

Upon his return home, Brodo was ‘knighted’ by the royal prince, and was inducted into the Hall of Heroes, a tribute wall listing the names of all of the great heroes of Shaevalian history.

39 BBY - A Secret Revealed

"By order of the Grand Generals of the Shaevalian Military, you are sentenced to death. Prepare."

―Random Royal Legionnaire

A year after his victory in the Ter’Lak’A Rift, Brodo made a journey to his father’s home in the mountains surrounding the capital, Shaevalis City, as he had not seen his father in nearly ten years. He was greeted warmly by the now elderly man, and was asked to recant all of his stories of battle. Korvem, being a Grand General, had seen his fair share of battle, and enjoyed the tales his son wove for him.

As they talked, Brodo felt a connection with his father he had never felt with anyone else before, and so, it seemed, his father did as well. Korvem studied his son for a long few moments before asking if Brodo had ever met the old hermit living in the forests, in a hut beside an iron colored tree. Upon the affirmative reply, Korvem smiled and embraced his son, before showing him the reason for the connection they both felt by levitating a small pear. Astounded, Brodo asked his father to teach him everything he knew.

Korvem taught Brodo all he had learned from the old man, and Brodo had a few things to teach his elderly father. While on a trip into the city to buy food, the pair was stopped by a group of Royal Legionaries. The Legionnaires, dressed in full military regalia, recited the charges that were to be laid upon the pair. Highest on the list was sedition and the unlawful use of the Force. Korvem shouted to his son to flee, which he did immediately. Only a moment passed before Brodo realized that his father hadn’t followed him, and he turned to see his father being cut down by the legionaries.

His entire world crashed down as he fled from the scene. On his route, he was made to kill seven Legionnaires, as he made his way to his living quarters, just outside the city. Commandeering an armed freighter and packing as much of his possessions as he could manage, along with his spear and the lightsaber he had acquired, he made his escape. Though the fleet moved to intercept him, his supporters made that interception slow and laborious enough for him to escape unharmed.

Republic

35 BBY - Homecoming of sorts

"Keep the hearth warm. You can never anticipate the next knock on the door "

―Kiffar saying

Brodo had picked the very first planet on the list of possible destinations during his frantic escape from his home world. He was surprised to find that this destination was the planet Kiffu, the home world of his mother, Illysia. He didn’t know if it was his father’s doing, or if the Force had had something to do with it. Now that he was an exile from his home planet, he would have to find another on which to live, and due to his heritage and blood, the best place to start would probably be Kiffu.

He took the long voyage to look up information about his mother, from the notes and data gathered from various sources by his father. He learned about the clan she was a part of, which coincidentally was the same as his friend from so long ago. Upon arrival in the Kiffu System, he immediately contacted Clan Vos. He was given landing coordinates, and asked to set down on the aft platform of the facility.

Upon landing, he was quickly surrounded by Kiffar Guardians, an elite unit of Kiffar soldiers, dedicated to the protection of the Kiffu/Kiffex system. They ordered him to exit his craft unarmed and with his hands up. He complied with their wishes, calmly leaving his vessel and standing before him. His Vos insignia on his shoulder plate, and his Kiffar tattoos stood as examples of his heritage. A Vos representative arrived and brought him before the matriarch of the Vos Clan, Tinté Vos. She presented herself as the sheyf of the dual planets and the Clan Vos.

She questioned his parentage and his bloodline, and why he bore the emblem and markings of her Clan. He explained his lineage, leaving out as much as possible about his Shaevalian side. The matriarch seemed dubious but accepted him as a blood member of her clan.

Over the next while, he tried to intergrate himself into Vos life, training in the mornings with the clan Guardians, spending much of the afternoon studying the galaxy he had known nothing about until leaving his home planet. The shadow of his 'transgressions' on his homeworld kept his mind unfocused and worried, emotions which bled into the Force. This was until he found the data file detailing his mother's life and her career in the Kiffar Guardians. He was incredibly interested in this, and in the Kiffar Guardians, who he had considered as a career choice.

His decision was made for him when a general called Zac'ryah Vos saw him training alone in a courtyard in the Vos complex. The man was so impressed with how Brodo handed his weapon and his exemplary discipline, he had Brodo 'picked up' by Guardians and inducted into the Guardians. He didn't resist much, relishing the chance to be in battle again. He trained almost constantly, even training many of the older Guardians in his methods and tactics of war.

32 BBY - A Secret Project

"Im being paid HOW MUCH? "

―Brodo

After a trio of short-lived years, Brodo's past, and the rest of the galaxy, caught up with him. Having heard of the legend of a formidible warrior and tactical genius from an unknown region in Wildspace, a bounty hunter came looking for Brodo on Kiffu. The bounty hunter said he had a proposal for him, and was admited into the Vos facility if he were to leave his armor and weaponry on his vessel. Brodo agreed to meet with the bounty hunter, who only gave his name as Fett, as if it were a name Brodo should have known.

The meeting went smoothly, the small talk gave way into the point of the meeting, the proposal. For giving over years of his time and life to the bounty hunter's employers, he would be handsomely rewarded. Brodo laughed, and suggested that the man's parentage had a major flaw in it's intelligence genes. Fett did not take this jab lightly. He rose to his feet and immediately set upon Brodo with his hands.

Brodo's much larger size was a factor... to his disadvantage. Fett quickly subdued him and kept him in near constant pain. The one solid hit Brodo got in was a heavy right that connected with Fett's jaw, sending him reeling across the room into a pillar. Fett rose and smiled, nodding. He said that Brodo had passed his test, having been one of the few who could land a strike on him. Brodo accepted the man's offer, more for the respect he felt for the man than the money he'd been offered.

The trip from Kiffu to the unknown planet was long, and the pair dodged past more than a few pirates and patrols. They arrived on the ocean planet to very little celebration. This was not, Brent had thought, a very nice place. He was assigned quarters, and was then ushered into an antechamber. Moments later, four boys, no more than three years old, were brought in by a very tall alien with a thin neck. The alien welcomed to this place, Kamino, and introduced him to the boys. They were Aleph, a clone commando squad. Brodo could barely believe that these boys would grow up to be commandos, but after he watched them field strip a blaster in just a few seconds, he felt they might be up to the challenge.

In his first weeks, he met most of the other training sergeants. A few of them, the Mandalorians, were a tough bunch, and Brodo felt a strong respect for their kind. One in particular, Kal Skirata, took care of his boys as a fighter and a father would, similar to Brodo's own upbringing. He started to incorporate some of Kal's teachings into his own.

Soon, he would have four teams under him: Aleph, Harta, Zeta and Kamda.

29 BBY - Death of a Son

"It's okay, Sarge. We're ready for live fire/live explosive training. Please, we want to do our best "

―RC-1888 "Cho"

The training company assigned to Brodo was full of intelligent, creative, and altogether, deadly boys. He'd not seen such devotion to the art of war in all of his life. He set out to train all of his men to the utmost of his abilities. Aside from the teams assigned to him, he instructed the entire brigade in hand-to-hand combat, as well as melee weaponry. More than once the quick-witted youngsters caught him out, and got a touch on him (they used blunted weapons to prevent injuries).

But with all this talent, there was one team which excelled. Harta, one of his training squads, was ahead in every single field, and were, as one, the match of any of the training sergeants. Brodo could have not been prouder of his boys, and made sure they knew it, even at the neglect of the other squads. His pride would be his folly.

When the squads had had only a year of full time training, some of the older clone troopers were having demolition and live munitions testing. Harta, who was not slated to start their live sessions for another half year went on a hunger strike, after being told they would not be allowed to take their tests now. Brodo pleaded with them to take nutrients, or to come back to training, but they would not relent.

Brodo, however, did. He forced the Kamino administrators to allow them onto the live munitions ranges. In the beginning, they did what they had always done: excelled. They broke every record they came up against, and had an incredible 81% accuracy rate. Brodo used these statistics to taunt the other training sergeants, who had dissented when informed about this unusual occurrence.

This period of success did not last very long. Harta's Sergeant, Cho, had his men set up a door breach action. Disaster struck as the fuse was improperly placed, and the plastic explosives took out the entire structure they were using, crushing the clones almost instantly. The only clone to survive was Ro, the team's medic, who had to severe his own leg at the knee to escape the wreakage.

Brodo was devastated, and barely left his rooms. The person he had contact with was Ro, who he apologiesed to over and over, swearing to any deity his poor mind could think of that he would make amends for his prideful acts. Ro, barely more than a teen, reached out to another training sergeant for assistance, Rayne.

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Brodo and Erianna kiss

29 BBY - A Snow Angel's Caress

"In thy face I see honor, truth and loyalty."

―Unknown

Brodo was destroyed by the loss of his men, spending hours in his quarters away from any contact. All he did was train his men, and leave. He barely ate, and lost so much weight that his troopers went on hunger strikes to get him to eat. With the Harta deaths so fresh in his mind, he immediately began eating again. The other training sergeants were worried, not for the man, because losing men was a part of a military man's life, but for the hit to the morale of the men. Brodo had been a well liked and respected instructor, and his demeanour was deterimental to the troopers.

Lots were drawn amongst the sergeants, and the 'winner' was sent to try and snap him out of his downward spiral. And that winner was Erianna Rielle, also known Snow Angel. Her training speciality had been Cold weather, and her snow white hair along with her angelic features had been the basis of this nickname, but the troopers tended to call her "Ice". She tended to be cold during training, showing little emotion. But, she was probably the most helpful of the sergeants, her demeanour not cold, but calculating, looking for faults and where troopers could improve.

She took to the challenge with what could only be described as gusto, trying her best to cheer him up. At first he was cold, occasionally striking out at her to 'shut her up'. He never connected though, and had he been fully cognative at the time, he'd realized he'd been pulling his punches. He felt himself drawn to the woman, though he tried his best to remain in his stoicism.

Over time, he began to react to her, his walls of defiance and pain subsiding under her constant pressure. Slowly their relationship turned into something more than a Sergeant helping a colleague, through the realm of friends, and onto something a lot more close. Over the years, they spent more and more time together, and their relationship flourished. But with their schedules as packed as they were, and the ever present spectre of war over their heads, they never made any plans, and figured it couldn't hurt to have some fun now while the calm before the storm lasted.

Clone War

22 BBY - "Begun the Clone War has"

The Clone Wars was, in Brodo's eyes, inevitable, but nowhere near a desire. He saw the build of up these Clone troopers, and saw how many past through his care. He still saw them as mere boys, children in years and experience, but with the knowledge and skills of season veterans. To Brodo, no amount of skill with a blaster pistol or tactical imagination could help a soldier who is as green as the grass he's hiding in during a battle.

With the eve of battle practically at hand, Brodo had been training his men in guerilla tactics. While this was not on the normal ciriculeum, he, along with some of the other Training Sergeants, believed it to be nessesary. And since he grew up in the jungles and forests of Shaevalis Prime, he was the natural instructor. For almost a month, every night he commandeered the jungle scenario landscape for his own purposes, and took the men through the training.

The lessons were often hard, and slow to take hold. These men had been brought up learning standard tactical warfare, and using gunfire to overwhelm and numbers to subdue. But in the jungles of this landscape, and future ones, such tactics meant nothing. To add a touch of realism, he had his three remaining Commando teams, Aleph, Zeta, Kamda, as the 'insurgents'. Their training had included quite an astonishing array of traps, tripwires and pitfalls, along with other standard guerilla weapons of war.

Along the way, there were questions asked, and a few unexplained injuries led to the Kamino autorities to Brodo, who brushed off their threats. While the threats continued, he pushed more and more men into training. But by the time the first shots were being fired, only one clone for every company out there actually had the skills nessesary for anti-guerilla warfare. Unfortunately, the first shots in Brodo's war were fired on Kamino.

22 BBY - Defense of Kamino

Two months before the arrival of the Confederacy in the Kamino system, Brodo had watched most of his Clone trainees and all three of his Commando teams charge off to the defense of some Jedi on a dust ball called Geonosis. Being so far out from the mainstream holonet, very little news got back. The only thing to return were the helmets from the fallen troopers which could be used over again. Countless helmets were returned, many of them commando Katana visors.

He could feel his heart sink every time a Katana visor was unpacked from the transports. When a three Zeta visors appeared, he felt crushed, but stood tall. They had followed their orders, and did their duty. There was no sense in mourning those who fall in combat, their deeds will live on forever, and they will be remembered. He redoubled his training efforts. Two months after the Battle of Geonosis, he'd managed to get two of his Commando teams back under his protective wing: Aleph and Zeta.

Aleph, always the half-and-half attitude of a team built from two previous teams, had melded into a supremely skilled fighting unit. Apparently, their time under fire had helped them settle their differences and would now call each other Brother. Brodo knew this was a step in the right direction, and often spoke on leaving the past behind you. In private, Erianna would chide him, as he still held onto the loss of Harta as a leaden anchor in the back of his mind.

Zeta, on the other hand, was just like Aleph at the beginning, but there were four different factions in the four-man team. Nuro, the sergeant of the original Kamda, had fallen into command again, even though he'd tried to refuse it. He blamed himself for the deaths of his pod brothers. The other three Brodo knew, but not in the way he knew Nuro. They were from other trainers, and had their own quirks. For instance, Sec, the medic of the team, would often line his gauntlets with fur, a remnant of his training for Erianna. He would often remarked at the relationship between her and Brodo, and had in turn received a large number of painful elbows to the ribs.

Brodo did his best to help the teams mend their bodies and their morale, but didn't have much time to do so in. He'd had help from Erianna, and from Ro, the only Harta trooper left. He became an almost surrogate father to the teams as well as adopted mascot, due to his ungainly prosthetic limb replacements. Then all hell broke loose.

One a particularly stormy day on Kamino, the droid fleet arrived to conqueror. Though they had had warning, they didn't know at what time it would arrive. There had been new Jedi arriving every day by that time, even the prestigious Skywalker and Kenobi pairing. Brodo did his best to keep his Force presence in check, but would often get glances from the Jedi when passing them in the halls.

When the droid spacecraft began to drop troops, Brodo had already had his men in full battle gear for an hour. He could see that the men were anxious, though he wasn't sure what of: the upcoming danger or their first chance to kill droids. Each training sergeant had been pair and then given a group of troopers to take after, and make sure as many of them made it through the assault as possible. With all luck, Brodo had been assigned to the Commando brigade stationed on Kamino along with Erianna.

The brigade had been assigned to defend one of the advanced learning centers, which was near the epicentre of the invasion. When the first B2 Super Droids made their way up towards the center, they were met with a hail of blaster fire. This wall of energy held them back long enough for a pair of ARC troopers to arrive and start clearing them away. With Brodo charging at the front, the troopers advanced quickly towards the landing areas. The droids were pushed back to their landing craft, and several were captured before they could lift off.

Brodo sent small groups of commandos out to clean up the outlaying landing pads, and sent a larger group along with Erianna to assist at the other main landing zone. The day was, at least for Brodo, won. The troopers celebrated that evening, and remembers their fallen brothers, their lost and the living.

21 BBY - Muunilinst

Two months after the attack on Kamino, Brodo left the ocean planet for the first time in many years. He and his men had spent the previous two months either assisting in the rebuilding of the Kamino ocean city, or on covert missions deep into Confederate space. Brodo could feel his skin shiver every time he saw the backs of his three Commando teams disappearing into a waiting LAAT/i. Every time he felt it would be the last time he'd see them. Over time, he realized they were like sons to him.

But there was something in the back of his mind that kept bugging him. He couldn't really understand it, but every time one of the surface to space transports lifted off, his skin and muscles felt like they wanted to be rising with them. Finally, he realized what it was: battlelust. Not the kind one would see in the seething eyes of a Sith on a rampage. This was the lust for combat, the feeling of adrenaline pumping through one's veins, and charging the enemy. He'd been sat still for far too long, now was time to do his part for the cause.

His opportunity arrived when his company was activated and collected together in preparation for a new assault, this time on the CIS held world of Muunilinst. As the training sergeant, he was allowed to follow, and was assigned to command a lance of 4 AT-TEs. He was not used to mechanised combat, admittedly one of the areas of warfare he was not well versed in, but he took what he could. He trusted the vehicle commanders knew what they were doing, and hoped he could do the same.

Though he had trained with his men time and time again, he'd never been allowed to participate in what the troopers called The Drop. Essentially, The Drop was the transportation of a land-based vehicle to the surface by way of the modified LAATs, which could drop an AT-TE at a time. The manuovre was a common enough one that it didn't unsettle the men at all as the vehicle bounced and dropped through space as the LAAT fought the turbulance and winds. Brodo had difficulty keeping his lunch down, much to the enjoyment of the clone commander of the vehicle.

It was funny until Brodo gave up and painted the commander's bright white and yellow armor a not-so-pleasent olive color.

When the AT-TE had finally landed on the surface, Brodo recovered quickly; a few sips of water and a breath of the Muunilinst air had him feeling as right as rain. The AT-TE was already trudging towards the city of Harnaidan. The city was archaic in architecture, and massive in size. And it had swarms of Droids and a heavy power grid which could keep all of the powerful defenses running smoothly. A Recon ARC team had already been inserted, and the ground army prayed they could get their mission done in time.

Within a few minutes, the big guns of the Army began to open up on the leading edge of the Droid army. The sound inside the AT-TE was defeaning, as the cannon on top of the six-legged beast pumped shell after shell into the ranks of Droids. Evidently, the designers had expected the users of this walker to be wearing the acoustic-dampening helmets that all Clone troopers wore.

The droid army was massive, but the Republic forces were exacting a heavy toll. The Clone Commander in the vehicle with Brodo commented at the ease, which made Brodo wonder. This seemed too easy to him, and after commenting on this sentiment, the Commander agreed. Brodo kept the AT-TE lance back, feigning mechanical trouble to the questioning voices over the comm system. He wanted to be ready in case the droids used some sort of Ace to win the battle.

That Ace was, in fact, Durge, and his Lancer droids. Riding hoverbikes and moving at breakneck speeds, they ripped through the Clone ranks, and destroyed almost all of the SPHA Heavy artillery. Brodo screamed at his lance to fire on the bikes, but they were too fast. Instead, Brodo had the lance retreat slowly, keeping the lancers in front of them. It was only the sudden appreance of Master Kenobi which saved the lance from total destruction.

After praising the efforts of the Jedi over the comm, the lance headed into the city to take the headquarters. The mop up was easy once the lancers had been removed and Durge had been chased away by the Jedi. Many Clone lives had been lost that day, including a Jedi, whose cremation Brodo made a point of attending. Under his breath, he muttered his families Ode to the Fallen Warrior, a piece he'd made sure to memorises, knowing the day would come when he'd need to use it.

22 BBY - Brentaal IV

After Muunlist, Brodo's teams went on several missions without him, something which he was not happy about. He'd spent too much time and energy training these men for the Republic to throw them away on useless missions. Luckily, no casualities were sustained, though seveal men were injured and their teams were put on standby while they healed.

Brodo's entire platoon was redeployed to an Acclaimator troop ship fleet under the command of Plo Koon. Brodo had heard a lot of this Jedi master and respected him already before meeting him. The Jedi Master took the time to talk to the men who had recently swelled the ranks of his force, and this alone endeared the Jedi Master to Brodo. The man was quiet, unassuming, but had the logic and wit of a trained diplomat.

The fleet set out towards the Core Worlds, their target being Brentaal IV. A large CIS fortress dominated the planet, and threatened to cut the vital link in the Perlemian Trade Route connecting the Core Worlds and the Tion Cluster. This could not, and would not, be allowed to occur.

Brodo's platoon was assigned two LAATs, and was ordered into the depths of fortress. The power plants were buried deep inside the infrastructure of the building, and would take a long time to reach. Landing under fire, the team charged forward. THey made their way through the maze of air ducts and other essential systems, slowly heading down into the basements of the fortress. Even as the teams progressed the near constant wumph-wumph of the Ion cannons could be felt.

At an important junction in the corridors leading towards the main reactors, a force of droids had been set up to repell them. Several Super Battle Droids fired their wrist-mounted rockets, collapsing the main path to the reactor. Brodo sent his teams in different directions, hoping that they'll find their way through and to the objective. Unfortunately, moments after his men were out of sigh, Brodo was stunned, and lost consciousness.

He awoke in a dazed state. He was slung up by his arms and legs in a contraption which had probably served as a torture device in a past life. A female voice could be heard, but was hard to understand. There seemed to be a medical droid near by, and was injecting him with something. He felt his mind sear with pain, and grunted with the effort of staying awake.

His captor was a Dark Jedi, whose name escaped him, no matter how many times he asked. She asked him question after question; troop displacement, morale, locations of Jedi Generals. Every time, Brodo grunted, or snapped a witless comment at her. The Sith woman found herself becoming tired of his man, beating him repeatedly having done little to jar his mind.

Just before she gave the order to give Brent a lethal dose of some concotion of truth drugs, four explosion rang out. Zeta Squad charged through the disapating clouds, guns blazing, Rielle leading the charge. The Sith woman, suddenly raging, fled through a hail of blaster fire. The droid escaped, somehow, and Zeta managed to extract Brodo without further hassle, Rielle personally taking the man's weight on her shoulders to drag him out. After a week's rest and a short stint in a bacta tank, he was his old self again, ready for the next battle.

21 BBY - Iktotch

The war suddenly went very quiet for Brodo. The Jedi Commanders, considering the impact of a torture from a Dark Jedi, were wary of using him in a military function. Instead, he was posted aboard an Acclaimator troop transport, retraining Clone troopers who had been wounded or placed into mixed teams. While Brodo was left in stagnation, his company's activity skyrocketed. Over three months he never saw two teams at the same time, and even when they were given downtime, they were always cut short by a crisis or a mission.

The Acclaimator Troop transport, named the Prestigious, was soon assigned to the task force lead by Mace Windu, one of the most famous Jedi Masters. While this did not matter much to Brodo at the time, soon missions were coming faster and faster. His commando teams were more on the ship awaiting assignment than out on missions. Brodo could feel the energy in the air. Something was coming up.

That something was announced to the troops two days before it actually happened. The planet of Iktotch had been taken by the droid armies of the Separatists. This planet, while not vital, was important to have a show of power. While Brodo agreed that a show of power in these bleak times would be useful, he could not help but feel there were ulterior motives involved in the decision making.

The task force arrived on station into a hail of laser fire. A flotilla of Separatists had jumped the armada, attacking the outer troop ships. The flagship of the Republic fleet, the Grandeur, charged off through the formation to take on the flotilla. The troop ships continued to the planet, dropping LAAT/i dropships throughout the atmosphere. Through the swarm of dropships, the Acclaimators bombarded important locations, preparing them for the assault.

Brodo and his commando teams dropped in a group of dropships led by the vessel carrying the Jedi Masters Mace Windu and Saesee Tiin. Their target seemed clear: the main command facility. Brodo still wondered why both the Jedi Masters were on their way to the same location, and why it was so important. Charging through the halls, the Jedi made amazing time, and were incredible fighters, taking down droids before Brodo had time to take a shot.

As the teams delved deeper into the building, Brodo's sense of anxiety grew. His anxiety was finally answered when a massive form lumbered down the corridors. The massive formed opened fire, lighting it up with crimson flashes. The Jedi shouted at the troopers to take cover. As Brodo moved to the side, a laser blast clipped him in the chest, spinning him and putting him down. Commando troopers dragged him to the side as he swore and cursed over the din of battle.

Brodo was evacuated, and as transported to the medical facilities orbiting the planet of Duro.

20 BBY - Duro

The orbiting cities of Duro were an important Republic fleet staging area, especially for strikes into the Mid Rim and Outer Rim where the Separatists were strongest. It was also the site of a Republic Medical facility, where Brodo had been placed after his injury on Iktotch. For the first week, he was in and out of bacta tanks, as the staff there upgraded his condition from critical to stable. He was moved from the ICU area to a large ward where Clone Troopers were also being treated.

This was his very first serious injury, which is amazing considering his long military career. He blamed himself for his injury, being too cocky in the face of overwhelming danger. He should have been more careful, he told himself. Putting himself into that kind of situation put his troopers into danger, which was unacceptable. He promised himself that he would never do such a stupid thing again. Hopefully he could keep it.

His recovery was slow, a trait owing to his lack of injury before. His body was not used to repairing itself after a massive shock or damage to his system. Bacta patches were constantly being pressed against his wound or replaced as they were used up. At least the company was good. Most of the Clone Troopers knew him or had served under him in some instance, so sharing stories and experience became an evening ritual in Brodo's ward.

The Physio assigned to Brodo's case was a friendly Duro female, who was frequently overworked with all of the major injuries in the ward. Oftentimes she would just leave Brodo to his own devices, which suited him just fine. One day, while walking through the botanical garden of the floating city on an excursion allowed by the ward's chief nurse, he saw something that made all of his misery and pain disappear.

Ms Rielle was as beautiful as he remembered her, sitting amongst a group of troopers as she showed them how to clean a new type of pistol. He caught her eye from the shade of a small grove, and waited until she could excuse herself from the troopers, and meet up with him. Their reunion had a very significant impact on Brodo, his feelings for this wonderful woman being rekindled as if by the flame of a thousand suns. But in the midst of a war, such a reunion would be short lived. He knew in his heart that he had to do something, so he took a leap of faith.

He asked her to marry him, and she accepted, with the ceremony completed by the captain of the Acclaimator-class starship Judgment. When Brodo's ward was transferred to the Judgment, Rielle went with him. This brief respite, as Brodo has predicted, as short lived. A half a day after the transfer of the ward, the Separatists attacked the Duro system in a lightning fast strike, taking the floating cities in mere hours. The Judgment was the last major vessel out of the combat zone. It met up with the fleet under the command of an old friend of Brodo's, Quinlan Vos, though Brodo made sure never to reveal himself to the man, in hopes that he would not compromise him. Rielle was at his side always.

19 BBY - Boz Pity

Moving from hotspot to hotspot, Brodo had little time to recover properly. His injuries were healing, although very slowly. He was going to be out of commission for longer than he had hoped. His troopers often left for missions without him, only his words of encouragement and experience to aid them. Though this momentary weakned state was tempered slightly by the presence of Rielle.

The Judgment had become their home since their escape from Duro, though it's halls bustled with troops and naval personnel. Their relationship blossomed as their time together grew longer. This tranquility was short, but sweet. The task force was ordered to the Boz Pity sector to support the landings of Obi Wan Kenobi and his force. Brodo could see the other task force from the viewport, but they never got close enough to do any actual fighting. Several sorties of fighters were sent out to assist in the aerial battle, but nothing else from the Vos task force.

Brodo felt frustrated at the lack of action, both because of his injury and because of all of the troopers dying down there which he could have prevented. He had grown attached to his troopers over the years, and had tried to instill a strong survival instinct into them to help them survive the war. He only hoped that they would follow his advice.

Due to actions elsewhere and the apparent victory in the holes of Boz Pity, the Vos task force was diverted to the Kashyyyk system, on the eve of the Battle of Kachirho City.

19 BBY - Kashyyyk

The forest planet of Kashyyyk lay before the massive Republic fleet which had congregated in orbit. Three separate taskforces of men and equipment had been ordered to this lynch pin in Republic controlled space. Brodo, still bandaged but full mobile and capable of fighting, boarded the same LAAT/i as his last commando squad, Kamda. He waved goodbye to his wife, Rielle, as the gunship dropped away from the Judgment, heading for terra firma.

He could see the massive trees which covered the world as they headed for the main hotspot for the battle, a Wookiee city by the name of Kachirho. By Kashyyyk standards it was a metropolis, with dozens of villages connected with numerous massive vines which the furry creatures seemed to use for transportation and walkways. It would be a nightmare to defend, as there were so many different ways to get into the city, and almost no real cover other than the various levels that the city was built on.

Brodo set about ordering his troops around, keeping Kamda with him as a flying squad, to be used to plug any holes in the line or assist were the line needed help as the fight ensued. His company was mostly scout clone troopers, excellent for use in this sort of terrain, but they were thinly spread. The droid army numbered the hundreds of thousands of units, not to mention their heavy weaponry.

During their wait, the dawn slowly approached, they finally heard the rumble of Separatist power stations as they powered up. This was the sign that the attack was imminent. Brodo ran up and down his line, checking to make sure every man and Wookiee was ready for the battle. He had found that he felt some kind of comradery with the massive furry aliens, who in a sense resembled him in many ways. He did not understand their language, which wasn't much more than growls and strange purrs, but he respected their fighting skill, having seen it first hand when a male raptor of some kind strayed into his command center. A massive Wookiee dispatched the beast with little more than a swipe of his Ryyk blade.

The droid armies approached slowly, the large lake between them and the city being the only real barrier to their advance. The Separatist fliers were the vanguard of the attack, slicing through the gathered ranks of clone troopers and Wookiees. Several massive Juggernauts advanced from the rear of the Republic battlements, dispatching some of the fliers and opening fire on the surface of the water, boiling it.

The first droids appeared from below the surface of the lake into a hail of blaster fire. The Wookiees employed their bowcasters to great effect, these incredibly accurate weapons being able to pick off tank commanders from a great distance. Yet again, Brodo found himself impressed by this aliens, and their fighting, some even swinging into battle on ropes and dispositing mines onto the oncoming droid tanks.

Brodo sent Kamda squad to reinforce one of the weaker battlements which had been hit by a stray missile. This would be the last time he saw his boys, but he did not know whether they were alive or dead. He hoped for the former, but knew that in all likelihood, the latter was the truth.

Suddenly, an order appeared on the clone trooper arm bands around him. Order 66 had been given. Brodo had no idea what this meant, but the Clone troopers started firing on the jedi around them, many being cut down by their allies blasters. Horrified by this sudden change, Brodo slipped away, hoping that this order did not include him. He knew no one in the area knew he was Force sensitive, but he could not take that chance. He started making his way through the trees towards a spaceworthy craft he'd spotted earlier that day. He could make his escape that way.

The final jump to get to the hangar floor would have been far too far for someone who did not have force powers, but Brodo decided to risk it. He used the Force to propell him up onto the hangar... right in front of a Clone commander by the name of Irit. The Clone commander opened his mouth, his arm raised to point at Brodo, but the Shaevalian acted faster, using the Force to push the Clone into the trunk of the massive tree, then off of the platform all together.

The craft made it to space, but he was stopped by an Acclaimator vessel and boarded as if he was just returning from the battle. No one seemed to know or care that he was Force sensitive, but he could feel the Jedi on the planet as they were extinguished or killed. He made inquires about the Judgment and the fate of his wife. One controlled, sympathetic to the training sergeant, told him that the Judgment had been lost, with all hands.

Brodo felt a coldness grip him and his heart, which he could not shake. He did not cry, or show any outward emotions upon hearing the news. He just felt cold, with a deep pain that he could not and would not try and temper.

19 BBY - Imperial Rising

"Your fealty is to the Emperor, not some archaic form of government. Get that into your head or you will lose it."

―Imperial Moff Falon Karrinos, addressing Brodo

Kashyyyk was Brodo's last battle before being officially inducted into the new Imperial Army. The changes were slight, but noticeable. All of the non-Human species were either removed or transferred away from the main military formations, and Human officers replaced them. These replacements were already quite adept at their roles, possibly because the higher ups had seen their need and prepared for the worst.

The Clone Troopers were reformed into legions of Stomtroopers, though their training sergeants were ignored for the most part. A select few were offered positions within the new Imperial military, under the command of the Emperor. Brodo was one of the few to do so, owing mostly to the apparent loss of his wife. He missed her, his heart felt torn, but he strode on. He wanted to live up to her memory.

Empire

15 BBY - In the Emperor's Name...

"Trooper, if I see you lay a hand on an innocent civilian again, I will execute you myself."

―Brodo

As he had been absorbed into the Imperial Army, his commanding officers decided he would be best suited for training, as he had been all those years before. Brodo hadn't felt that this would be a moral problem at all. He believed that the Empire would be just about the same as the Republic, if not better. He believed that their anti-alien policy was pretty fair, and didn't think that it would effect him, as he just looked like a much larger Human.

However, at this point in time, he'd decided to change his name to conform more with the standard naming systems in the Galaxy. He had already taken his mother's name, but to put himself even further from his past, and any possible troubles that could come up from his Force sensitivity and abilities, he changed his first name to Brent. He was commissioned as Colonel Brent Tainer, of the Imperial Army, in 15 BBY.

Stationed at the Imperial Army training center on Carida, he was put in command of one of the training legions. This legion, known as the Devil's Own, was very very green when Brent got a hold of them. He employed all his training experience and knowledge to teach them all he knew about combat. He also tried to instill them with a sense of honor and pride, as most of these men were not volunteers.

Over the course of a year, he kept them training hard, pushing them through each section of the training scheme as quickly as he could. He wanted these men to know that they could be expected to fight for days and months without any real relaxation, or even sleep. They hated him for it, but he knew that it would make them much stronger.

By the end of the training course, the entire Legion gained full honours, and an unprecedented 17 Legions of Merit, awarded for excelling in all fields of training and combat skills. Brent was so proud of his men, and knew that they would do their job properly and well. He requested a transfer to the Army's command structure so that he could command these men on the field, and his request was approved.

9 BBY - Dissent and Deceit

"Did you see that alien drop? It was like a bag of spuds!"

―A soon to be dead Stormtrooper

The Devil's Own made a name for itself for being able to overturn overwhelming odds and defeat their enemies outright. With their commander, Brent, they hopped from hot spot to hot spot, clearing each swiftly, almost clinicly. Brent was very proud of his men. The problem, he found, were the replacements. These men, not trained by Brent, and obviously brainwashed by propaganda from COMPNOR, and their training sergeants, seemed to want to make it their goal to spread said propaganda through the ranks of his legion.

More than once he had to discipline his own men for acts that they had been egged on to do by replacements. Eventually he had had enough, and began punishing the replacements for their actions. This, unfortunately, sparked the attention of the Imperial Security Bureau. They sent an officer to investigate Brent, which was the last thing he'd wanted to happen. He knew there had been a dissident group in his legion, but hadn't tried to rout them out, believing that this kind of thinking was natural in soldiers who hadn't volunteered, and who had families and wives back home.

He contacted the man he believed to be their leader, and explained his situation to him. Lucky for Brent, this man had a contact with the new resistance group known to the Imperials as the Rebel Alliance. While he didn't want to desert from the Empire, he believed that their uncompromising rhetoric was incredibly overzealous, and frequently deadly to those who didn't approve of it. A week before the ISB was set to arrive, Brent took a shuttle to Fondor, where he subdued the pilot, and escaped to a hidden Rebel base. Once in the system, he immediately started transmitting that he was defecting. Seemingly, the rebels hadn't heard this, and fired on him in their Headhunter fighters. With the pilot incapacitated, Brent took the controls, his frantic movements turning the shuttle almost into a nimble one-seater fighter. Finally, his calls were answered, and he was allowed to land.

Rebellion

0 ABY - New Comrades

"Do you believe in the cause, Mr Tainer?
Does the cause believe in me?"

―Brodo under interrogation upon arrival Rebel Base

Arrested upon arrival, Brent was dragged from his fighter and thrown immediately into an interrogation room. He had ample time to consider his decision to defect while the Rebels seemed to have forgotten him. After many hours of boredem and several recitations of classical Shaevalian verse, a Rebel officer entered the room. He introduced himself as Commander Tanaka, and placed a hefty file on the table before him.

Commander Tanaka then spent the better part of an hour describing atrocities committed by the Devil's Own Legion, the Legion he commanded and trained. The list was grievously long, each new charge compounding his disgust at how far his men had fallen. After the recitation, the Commander asked for an explaination and why he shouldn't have Brent killed right then and there for war charges.

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Rebel Base on Yavin

Brent smiled, and nodded to the stack of papers in the man's folder and explained that the day all of those atrocities started was the day his troops were 'reinforced' by COMPNOR troopers, undermining the integrity and discipline of his troops. He continued to point out how little control he had over the situation, and finally had had enough. The Commander smiled, and left.

Confident in his innocence of the charges, Brent was still worried by the unpredictability of these Rebels. About a half an hour later, a General entered. In his customary formalness, Brent stood up quickly, and saluted the higher ranked man, who smiled, commenting that it had been over two years since he'd been saluted properly. Though he did not introduce himself, Brent surmised that his man was important in the Rebellion. The General placed a small badge on the table in front of him, seemingly some rank in the Rebellion forces. The General said to put it on, and be ready to command within 24 hours.

Overwhelmed with gratitude, Brent shook the man's hand, before discarding his Imperial insignia, replacing them with the Rebel rank of Major. As the General turned his back, however, Brent pocketed his Imperial rank badge. As Brent left the interrogation room, alarms sounded, causing the General to start running, Brent followed quickly, being led to what could only be the base's control room. An Imperial landing force was set to arrive. From snippets of conversation, Brent learned of some great victory the Rebels had just won, and this would probably be the retaliation.

Brent tried to get answers, but the General was busy. Commander Tanaka pulled him to one side, and said that if he wanted to prove his trustworthiness, he would help lead the Rebel troops to victory over the Imperial forces. Nodding grimly, Brent accepted, and sped off down the corridors. He stepped out of the hangar bay with several platoons of mottled Rebel troopers in his wake, and began setting them out in defensive patterns.

He took pleasure in taking the first Imperial tag that day, his sniper bolt connecting with a COMPNOR security officer, wiping the smug grin off his face. His shot caused several dozen more to lance out from the trees and Massassi stones. The ensuing firefight last most of the day, with the Rebels winning the day. Brent would be commended that day, by the General himself, with the Burdine Cluster, awarded for bravery, and the Yavin IV battle tab.

1 ABY - The Devil's Rebuttal

"Target acquired in Grifdal system, Devil's Own in pursuit, expect speedy resolution"

―Intercepted Imperial communique, Star Destroyer Tempest en route through Grifdal System

After this valient fighting during the Defense of Yavin IV, Brent was assigned to the Operation centered around the system known as Grifdal. Grifdal system, though minor in galactic standards, was a major communications hub due to it's situation in a convergence of gravity wells, allowing it to send holonet messages further and faster than anywhere else. The Imperials had controlled this system since the beginning of the Clone War and hadn't let go. Brent's job was to make them.

The system was comprised of a sun of roughly standard size, with four major orbiting bodies. Three of these bodies were terrestrial planets, housing large populations, while the last, a gas giant with numerous moons, was the main base for the Imperial garrison to the region. The Garrison was sizable, due to the importance of the system to the Empire, with a legion of stormtroopers, and a large ground vehicle fleet. The Imperial Navy also had a presence, with the Storm Flotilla in port, led by the Star Destroyer Tempest, along with several cruisers and gunships. Easilly enough to take on the entire Rebellion fleet at the time.

His force wasn't much, with barely 200 men and women, and almost negligible support and equipment. The one major resource that they had on their side was the massive population of Grifda, a small furry kobold-like race of sentient Humanoids, who had been enslaved to work for the Imperials in the agricultural and industrial regions on the main planets in the system. They numbered in the billions, but had only know Imperial rule due to their relatively short life span of 25 years, and their lack of any form of historical record keeping.

Brent began by tasking a full half of his force to act as administrators and commanders of the Grifda, orgasnising them into a sort of militia. He did not expect them to be much of a fighting force, but more an annoyance to help mask his own activities. The remaining 100 or so Rebels were the specialists and ex-Imperials who had military experience. Though their store of weaponry was small, they had enough blaster rifles to make a differnce to the scales of war, which were already massively overbalanced in favor of the Imperials.

After a month of preparation, Brent set about gathering intel on the Garrison and the local political and military leader. Just a week after beginning his intel sweep, he had a run in with the local COMPNOR agent, Jedd Jor'Jarrin. A name Brent recognized from his past, he'd spotted the man cross the street in the main city of the system, Grifdale. The man was a bastard in almost every sense of the word, his demeanor and utter hate of all things non-Human had classed him, in Brent's mind, as a primary target for... reeducation. Luckily though, the COMPNOR officer did not look his way; his eyes were constantly on a tall white haired woman who was walking in front of him.

After this near run in with one of his main enemies, Brent stayed hidden, using his operatives to do his work for him. Though they were less skilled, less experienced at this kind of work than Brent was, he could not afford to be seen and recognized by anyone. It would jeopardise the operation, and all of the lives of the Rebels involved.

Even though the Rebels planned maticlously, the old addage that "Even the best plans of Mice and Men may go awry" forced them to accelerate their plans. A Grifa revolt on one of the agricultural moons orbiting the gas giant led to the deployment of a large contingent of stormtroopers and the Star Destroyer Tempest. This shift in their distribution of forces had two major effects. One was that the moon was often on the other side of the large gas giant from the rest of the system and would make any attempt to assist in the event of a Rebel attack much harder and slower. Two was that Brent found out the name of the Legion stationed at the garrison: the Devil's Own.

The revealation that his old Legion was stationed in the system he was charged with capturing both elated him and sicked him. He would have to deal with that as the need arose. He contacted the Rebel High Command, and requested a fleet and reinforcements for the assault, as well as a wing of fighters (which was a very difficult request to fill at the time).

His operatives in the Grifda camps began spurring the creatures into an angry furor, causing riots and destruction throughout the system. The Govenor, hiding in his bunker-like residence near the center of Grifdale, called for help, but his communication was intercepted by a carefully placed recon X-Wing, the vanguard of the reinforcements Brent had called in.

Brent and his strike teams waited for night fall to strike, taking out several major power stations and guard posts throughout the main cities of the system. The Governor's residence was stormed by Brent and fourteen Rebels, along with a horde of countless Grifda. The residence was soon overrun, the Govenor arrested, and the Imperials on the run from the city.

The Tempest, after hastily retrieving her troops, rounded the gas giant just in time for a pair of Mon Calamari cruisers to drop in front of her, disgorging a wing of X-Wings, Headhunters and Y-Wings. The pitched battle between the ships slowly progressed towards the main planet in the system. With this oncoming danger something had to be done or else the day might be lost.

But Brent had a final trick up his sleeve. Using the governor's communications system, he broadcast a system wide message, addressing the Devil's Own Legion. He proclaimed that their leaders were unjust, unethical and should be removed. He commanded his legion to revolt, and take over their assigned ships. The transmission had it's intended effect, confusing the commanders and naval personnel, and causing discontent within the ranks of the Legion.

Gunships and drop ships started to flood from the hangars of the Imperial cruisers, heading towards the planet. Transmission after transmission from the drop ships proclaimed the fealty of their passengers to Brent.

A rival transmission, from Jor'Jarrin, ordered the Legion to return, branding all of those who did not traitors to the Emperor. The transmission, originating from the COMPNOR offices not far from the area was soon surrounded, and a select team of Rebels stormed it, led by Brent. It was Brent who finally silenced the COMPNOR officer with a blaster bolt to the chest.

Grifdal was taken, and would stay Rebel until the call of the Empire. Brent was transferred to Polis Minor, a small outpost in an asteroid field once used by Alderaan as a military base, to rest and heal from the various injuries he had sustained in the battle. He was awarded two bars of bravery for his Burdine Cluster for his efforts.

2 ABY - Ghost

"But you... you were dead...
Only a little bit"

―Brent and Erianna reunited.

The Ring Base outpost, nothing more than a mined out asteroid on the fringes of an uninhabited system, was a very sterile, quiet place to be assigned to. Even though it was situated in Core systems, since the destruction of Alderaan, which connected it to the rest of of the galaxy, this area had become almost as lifeless as dead space.

Though the injuries he had sustained at Grifdal were relatively minor compared to the norm of those he had witnessed so far in his military career, they had occured over a number of months. And in those months, they tended to be undertreated, due to the stretched supplies available to his medical teams. At times, all he had on a seeping wound was a patch of cloth and a discarded rifle sling to hold it in place.

Compared to the battlefields of Grifdal and Yavin, Ring Base was a virtual paradise, though Brent did not enjoy the over-cleanliness the Alderaanians seemed to require from themselves and others. Most of the personnel assigned here were Alderaanian, who seemed to want to protect their destroyed home planet's remanants from Imperial incursion.

Endless days 'resting' in the medical ward on the base, he had ample time to watch those around him, especially the women. He had not known any women in any real sense since Rielle, but was unsure as to how he should proceed. Of course, being a decorated war hero, with looks to match, helped in this regard, drawing giggles from younger girls, and linger stares from the older women.

After a month in the ward, he was relocated to one of the residential apartments for visiting high ranking officers. Though he himself was not ranked high enough to warrent such a posting, his record had impressed the commandant of the station. The apartment, very large for a residential space on such a station, was finished in classical Alderaanian class, with geniune woods making up most of the decoration.

After being transfers to the apartment, Brent was allowed to walk unescorted throughout the station. He made the most of this new freedom, stretching his tired muscles as much as possible. He could not allow them to start to succumb to lethargy. On one of these long walks, he found himself in the main hangar of the station. The expansive stucture could house two wings of fighters will enough room for a battalion of wookies to have a brawl.

He watched the frieghters arrive and leave, quietly surveying the new arrivals with interest. A Corellian light freighter, rickety and sporting patches of burnt armour plating, managed to touch down on the station's flight deck with such a quietness that the absence of the expected sound caught Brent's attention. His head turned just in time to noticed a snow haired woman descending the ramp. His heart stopped for a moment, at the similarities betweent his woman and his beloved Rielle. He shook his head as he watched her barking orders to the crew.

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Rielle in combat suit

That night, he'd fallen asleep reading station reports from a hidden outpost on some ice planet called Hoth. Midway through the night, he'd awoken with a start, the only light in the room the glow from the datapad, and the artificial fire in the corner of the room. He looked around for something which might have stirred him, and found it standing near the doorway.

The figure smiled, and stepped into the light. It was Rielle, though her eyes seemed confused. She was dressed in a skin-tight dark grey combat suit, with a utility belt sporting a wide array of gear and weaponry. In her hands, she held a pair of mean looking blasters.

Brent was startled, staring at the woman who had been his wife for such a short period of time, and was lost to him, apparently forever. She seemed to also be confused by this presence. He stood up from his bed, and she raised a blaster. She explained, in a shaky voice, that the Emperor had ordered her to take care of a treasonise Colonel on Polis. Apparently she had not been expecting him.

As he approached her slowly, her blaster waivered, before failing completely and she dived into his arms. She began crying, from relief, from pent up longing, and frustration. But mostly from happiness. He held her for the longest time.

The morning after, they found themselves in bed. They discussed the situation, the death mark on Brent's life, and Rielle's situation as an Emperor's Hand. She explained he would never be safe. Not many high ranking officers are afforded the amount of time Brent had managed to escape death or capture by Imperial forces.

They decided to register her as a close friend of his with the Rebels, with the assumed name of Erianna. They spent a blissful month in each others company, making up for all the lost time. They told each other stories of the intervening years, of battles won and lost.

He was called up for duty soon after, but he managed to take Erianna with him, comissioning her as a Lieutenant in the Army and appointing her as his adjudent. He was put in charge of a small flotilla of Corvettes and a ancient Strike Cruiser known as the Valiant.

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Strike Cruiser Valiant

4 ABY - Deathblow

"Imperial Fleet, your Emperor is dead. Your leaders are defeated. Lay down your arms and you will be treated fairly"

―Admiral Akbar

2nd Death Star blows up, Brent commandeers a Strike Cruiser, proclaiming his Imperial rank and escapes with second Strike Cruiser in tow.

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5 ABY - Remnants

"Pirates plunder for money. We plunder for justice."

―Mav Yarin

Joins small band of Imperials who are raiding various Rebel outposts with two aging Strike Cruisers.

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10 ABY - Strike Fleet

"You would contest me? You are nothing but a failed Imperial!
I have not failed. I have only been delayed."

―Brodo contests Mav Yarin's leadership of the Strike Fleet

Becomes leader of the band, and leads them towards the Minos Cluster, capturing several capital ships on the way.

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Emperor's Hammer

12 ABY - A New Grand Admiral

"Those damn red eyes are so intense..."

―Brent on Grand Admiral Ronin

A new Grand Admiral, Ronin, hears of this band of Imperials who have been playing havoc with the Rebel supply lines, and whose fleet had grown to ten small capital ships. He decides to invite the band into the Emperor's Hammer Strike Fleet. This offer is accepted by Brodo, on the condition that his men be accorded the same respect, honours, and benefits as befits what they have done in the past few years.

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15 ABY - A Fresh Start

"Before him stood the Legion, and the Legion cried as one "For The Hammer, For the Fist"."

―The Decarat Chronicles

Brodo joins the Emperor's Hammer officially, after making sure his men and equipment are sorted out properly. He opts to go to join the Hammer's Fist, the stormtrooper legion attached to the Emperor's Hammer Strike Fleet. Name changed to Decarat.

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17 ABY - Elite of the Elite

"The Nightstalkers needs a strong leadership. I have Balefire. I want you."

―Field Marshal Dante talking to Decarat

Decarat is very influential in the creation of the First Special Operations Group (1SOG) of the Hammer's Fist, and becomes the first platoon leader of its primary commando platoon, the Nightstalkers. He is promoted several times, and ends at the rank of Lieutenant Colonel.

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Dark Jedi Brotherhood

25 ABY - Another Departure

"Let those who stand before me know... I'm getting out of here, dont expect to stop me"

―Decarat to Detention Troopers who had come to take him into custody

HIs training in the Force in the Dark Brotherhood had led him to believe that the Emperor's Hammer had not maintained its bargain to his men. He decided that his tenure in the Emperor's Hammer should come to an end. So a small group of his loyal officers, a couple Dark Jedi and Brodo, fled into the vastness of space. They finally find their way to the Dark Jedi Brotherhood, where his men are treated well as befitting war veterans. Brodo joins the Dark Jedi Brotherhood. Joining CP.

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26 ABY - Change of Scenery

"The Royal Clan is far more successful at what they do than ten Plagueis Clans."

―Eton Jade

Clan Plagueis was vastly different from Clan Tarentum, the Clan he was a part of in the Emperor's Hammer. He found their ways unusual, and found himself almost a pariah when trying to succeed. He knew the Consul of the Clan, Sarin, from the Emperor's Hammer, and still had an incredible amount of respect for the man.

His first break came at the coattails of another Emperor's Hammer escapee, Dacien "BubbaX" Victae. He had been given permission to create a new Battleteam for House Satal Keto. This new battleteam would server the House and Clan, but would also be a single fighting element. Dacien knew that Archangel had the skills he needed, and recruited him as his Executive Officer. This battleteam would later be named Satal Victus - "Satal Victorious".

The team grew quickly, and was soon taking out enemies of the Clan. Archangel was promoted once or twice and was awarded for his work, but didn't like how the Clan was being run after the promotions of Sarin to Deputy Grand Master. After a heated argument with several of the other Protectors, and severely wounding one, Archangel fled the Clan, seeking refuge with those of the same mindset as himself - Clan Scholae Palatinae.

27 ABY - Intrusion

"I challenge you to an honourable duel, heretic Jeedai
I doubt you have the honor to not hide behind a line of troops, Dur Knah"

―Dur Knah and Brent Ligur Victae trade taunts

Vong invasion

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27 ABY - Reclaimation

"We go back to our homes, back to our planet. Destroy the vermin before us. Remove them from existence!"

―Proconsul Lucien during the Reclaimation campaign

Reclaimation

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Brodo, Present Day

28 ABY - New Resposiblities

"Time has come for you to lead the House, Brent. See that you do so with pride"

―Rasilvenaira StormRaven

The Reclaimation took an entire year, but when it was complete, the system was the Clan's again. After the ordeal the Clan had gone through seemed to be complete, a few changes had to be made in how it opperated and how it was run. Many a time the troops faltered when they should have stood firm, and too many Dark Jedi died during this conflict where they should have been victorious.

Rasilvenarira saw this as well, and took some action. She stood down and gave her position of Quaestor to Yzarc. Brent was promoted to Yzarc's former position as Aedile. Along with this sudden elevation in responsiblity, Brent was also tasked with assisting Dante with the reorganisation of the Legions of the Clan. They were in a sorry state, especially after the beating they took while retaking Ptolomea.

Brent applied himself to these new roles with vigour, trying his best not to show off, but to help the Clan succeed. He saw in it the values and ideals he'd once held close to his heart on his home planet of Shaevalis Prime, as well as his adopted home of Kiffu. He finally felt at home, and wanted to protect it with blade and muscle.

Yzarc soon stepped down from the Quaestor position, citing problems with the Clan leadership. Following the traditions of the Clan, Brent was promoted to replace him. Quaestor of the House Caliburnus had been not only a goal for him, but a dream. And he had finally made it.

29 ABY - To protect memories

"To fight beside those I abandoned? I have no qualms. Just make sure they stay out of my way"

―Brent on working with Clan Plagueis during the Uneasy Alliance

Where most of the Clan's systems and planets were now under Clan control, other groups were not so lucky. Clan Plagueis, often found to be a refuge for those fleeing the might of Clan Scholae Palatinae, was now on the defensive. A large Yuuzhan Vong fleet was now bearing down on Jusadih System, and the newly appointed Consul Braecen Kaeth was desperately defending his capital. He called in all the favors he had left in Clan Scholae Palatinae, which were too many for the Clan to ignore. The fleet set sail for Jusadih system, Brent and House Caliburnus in tow.

In his position as the Commander of the Expeditionary Force, a 48,000 man strong corps, Brent set about landing troops at key locations both inside the city and behind the Yuuzhan Vong forces. He had his air fleet, which was meager in number, but boosted the advanced MAAT/SOC Gunship transport, flying supplies in and out of the city, helping the relieve the supply shortages.

Timbal had the Star Destroyers bombard Yuuzhan Vong positions in preparation for Dante and Brent to charge in from all sides. Braecen's forces, though battered, would play their part in the destruction of the Yuuzhan Vong force. Unfortunately, the Yuuzhan Vong attack only served to redirect the attentions of the Clan's leadership away from the main danger: Clan Arcona.

Clan Arcona, having lost its system to the Yuuzhan Vong, was looking for an easy kill, and pounced on the war-stricken Jusadih System. Their primary strikes into the system were devastating, causing several Plagueis capital ships to withdraw. The Scholae Star Destroyers swung into battle, and fended off the main advance. By the time this had occurred, Arconan forces were on the ground. The combined Plaguis/Scholae forces took on the Arconans in a long bloody battle which lasted a week.

In the end, the Arconans fled the field of battle, Plagueis retained its system, and Scholae returned to their system.

But for Brent, this was unsettling. He felt that Scholae had been made to use its resources to help a traitor clan. This cut him so deeply that he openly attacked the Proconsul at the time, Lucien, for folding for the traitor's wishes. He was easily beaten, however, leaving him with a scar which followed the length of his arm.

29 ABY - Sojourn

"Long walk to cleanse, to heal, or just to wander."

―Brodo's message to the House upon the discovery of his disappearance.

Brodo returns home, is scorned, but wins over the people by bringing economic prosperity to the area.

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30 ABY - Take the long way home

"Home, Hearth, Family."

―Nul family motto

Brodo returns to the DJB, seeing it preparing for battle.

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31 ABY - Take back what is ours

"Into the Shroud, my brethen, take back our skies"

―Grand Master Sarin

GJW 9. Commanding legions, landfall, duel with Alaris, mission with Jac.

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31 ABY - Relocation

Leaving for House Revan

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Names

Throughout the years, Brodo has had to change his name on several occasions either to assume a new identity, or to hide his current one. Here is a quick list of the ones he used and where/what for:

Brodo Nul - Birth Name
Brodo Tainer - Upon joining the Republic Army with his Commandos, he decided to take his mother's last name rather than his birth name, both to hide his heritage, and so as not to give the Administration any more headaches than it already had.
Brent Tainer - Understanding the Xenophobia that the Imperials seemed to have, he changed his name to Brent Tainer to belie his roots even further, even though his race were very similar to Humans.
Decarat Tainer - After going AWOL from the Imperial Army, he found that using his old name probably wasn't a good idea. Changing his name to Decarat Tainer allowed him to join the Rebel Alliance without any problems.
Brent Tainer - Again, he found himself in the service of Imperials, this time the Emperor's Hammer. He decided that his old name would probably be best to use, so show off almost, to the Grand Admiral of the EHSF.
Eton Jade - He took this name both because of his joining the Jade family, as well as an alias to use for escape. The Emperor's Hammer didn't suit him anymore, and disappearing for a man of his status would be difficult. So he assumed the name and mannerisms of Eton Jade, and slipped away.
Brent Ligur Victae - Shrugging off his fear of the Emperor's Hammer also meant he had to change his name. He rather liked the name Brent, and the Ligur came from the tattoo of a Liger on his chest. Ligur means "of the Liger". Victae, which means "victorious", was his family name, with his new wife Erianna.

Training Squads

Aleph Squad

Tek - RC-9811 - Sergeant - Died of his wounds, attacked on Boz Pity. Survived long enough to call in orbital bombardment

Kad - RC-9812 - Sniper - Killed on Boz Pity by Droid'ikas

Holl - RC-9854 - Technician - Killed on Boz Pity by Droid'ikas

Mul - RC-9855 - Medic - Killed on Boz Pity by Droid'ikas

Aleph Squad was the first squad that Brodo trained. Training accidents before he got there meant that this team was actually two halves of two other squads. This formed two factions within the squad, Tek and Kad on one side, and Holl and Mul on the other. Alot of work was required even to get them to fight together. This is when Brodo took command of them. The first time he met the squad, Kad had Holl up against a wall, and was only being held back by Mul. Tek had come to meet Brodo as the sergeant of the squad. Brodo's large hand gripped and squeezed Kad, and pulled him away from his squadmate. Kad tried to take a swing at Brodo, but only received a kick half way across the room. This act alone formed Brodo's dominance over the squad. Aleph was always the rogue squad in Brodo's training platoon, always trying to push the boundaries, and do the best they could. The natural rivalry between the two factions in the squad has pushed them to overdo each other's feats, trying to beat each other in every way posisible.

During the Battle of Boz Pity, Aleph Squad was sent on a raid on a high level Trade Federation outpost, consisting mainly of a trio of battleships on the ground. Their target was a high level CIS official by the name of Gun Nemoifa, a Nemiodian known for his prowess in ship-to-ship tactics. The Republic wanted to remove him from the space battle above the planet. After successfully completing their mission in well under the alloted time, Aleph was making its way out of the complex when it was set upon by a trio of Droid'ikas. Unable to get through the shielding, Aleph retreated quickly. Tek, deciding that their position was untenable, ordered his squad to disperse and cause mayhem. Holl and Kad were killed within a few minutes, after tearing apart a droid storage area. Mul managed to get into the core of the ship, setting all his explosives and thermol detonators. Tek's last act as squad leader was to call down an orbital strike to take out the trio of capital ships. Brodo took their loss hard.

Zeta Squad

Nuro - RC-1780 – Sergeant – Whereabouts Unknown

Racell - RC-1781 – Medic – Whereabouts Unknown

Sec - RC-1782 – Sniper – Whereabouts Unknown

Paji - RC-1783 – Technician – Whereabouts Unknown

When in their accelerated growth capsules, the clone embryos destined to form Zeta Squad were slated for disposal due to some defect genes in their optical nerves. A congenital defect stemming from mis-aligned chromosmes during the implantation process had caused this, and it would seriously damage the Clones optical abilities and would effectively blind them for life. This, however, was not caught until the embryos were 'hatching' and stumbled around rather than walking away like all of their brothers did.

Reminiscent of the Null clones, these boys were saved by Kal Skirata, who saw a use for them. He personally assigned them to Brodo, who he knew would be able to train these boys in a specific way which would be perfect for them: Hunters. The tales of the Blind Hunters of Shaevalis Prime were legendary across their end of the Unknown Regions, and Brodo had trained for some time with them. He took this new squad under his wing, and kept them out of trouble. He even had to discipline some Commandos who teased the Zeta boys, whose disability was the target of most jeers and comments in the Commando ranks.

The squad spent hours tracking and training their four remaining senses to assist them in their hunt. At first it was very difficult, and they tends towards giving up after failing so many times. It took time and hours of frustration before they made breakthrough after breakthrough. Soon they were hunting Commando squads as they were doing their jungle training. They spent many a day hunting a team which had taunted them before, setting up traps and caltrips in their path. This went on for months until they were assigned to the 41st Elite Legion, as scouts and trackers. They went on to fight on a variety of planets, finally on Kashyyyk.

Their deaths were never officially confirmed as their bodies were never found and their tracking beacons were turned off.

Harta Squad

Cho - RC-1888 – Sergeant – Killed in training accident, blamed for deaths of team

Ro - RC-1889 – Medic – Lost a leg in training accident, became training sergeant for clone troopers

Ade - RC-1890 – Sniper – Killed in training accident

Bale - RC-1891 – Technician – Killed in training accident

Harta Squad was the third batch of clone boys Brodo was given to train, and consequently he didn’t have as much time as he would’ve wanted to teach them. He had two full clone teams to deal with without the added work of Harta. This of course had a negative effect on their self-esteem and personalities. It made them always strive for greatness, surpassing many of their age group in intelligence, aptitude and learning speed. This was all a means to an end, as they only wanted to make their training sergeant, Brodo, proud of them. Their drive for greatness morphed into a form of arrogance that bordered on lunacy.

Only a few months old, and looking as if their mid-teens, Harta Squad was excelling in all fields. Cho, their sergeant, had been asked to assist younger clone groups, as well as normal clone trooper units. However, their arrogance and drive to please Brodo led them to beg him to allow them into Live Fire exersies several months early. Brodo consented after much deliberation, but he would regret this decision.

The first Live Fire exercise was blasting and assaulting a locked ship style doorway. This is a procedure which would be completed hundreds of times during the Clone Wars, as well as afterward. The procedure called for a shaped plastic explosive to be placed on the outside of the door, followed by the detonation of that explosive. Then two squad members clear the room with a pair of thermal detonators, before the entire team collapses into the room, clearing any final resistance.

The plan was followed well by Harta, up until the thermal detonators were to be used. The mission briefing stated that the devices be set at a 2 second interval, and to be followed 5 seconds later. However, these numbers were mixed up by the Sergeant, Cho, and was not caught by anyone. During the exercise, the detonators were thrown into the test chamber with a 5 second interval, and they entered 2 seconds later, just in time to catch the full blast of the two thermal detonators. Cho, Bale and Ade were killed instantly. Ro lost a leg, but went on to train clone troopers. He never saw action again.

Kamda Squad

Lemin - RC-3249 – Medic – Missing, presumed killed

Iohel - RC-809 – Sergeant – Missing, presumed killed

Hras - RC-6512 – Sniper – Missing, presumed killed

Graw - RC-5012 – Technician – Missing, presumed killed

As with many Republic Commando squads after the Battle of Geonosis, Kamda was a conglomeration of four other squads who only had one member left. The squad was formed only a week after the end of the Battle of Geonosis, so their loses were still very fresh in their minds. This lose translated into anger towards their new squad mates, culminating in a fist fight that left two of them in the medical ward.

This lead them to be assigned to Brodo's company. The first time he met them was when he visited them in the medical ward. His imposing size didn't impress them much, but they knew of him. They were some of the younger troopers, and hadn't had him as a training sergeant, though Lemin, the medic, had served in Kamda before the reformation. After a few minutes of silence, Brodo went on the offensive, ripping the squad apart for their naievity, their stupidity and their unprofessional behavior.

One of the troopers, Iohel, had had enough, and swung out at Brodo. Brodo let it hit him, an event that would stay with the trooper for the rest of his career. Brodo allowing the punch struck a nerve in the troopers. They had come to believe in the frailty of Humans, and that no one gave a damn about clones. For a non-clone to take a hit just to prove his point, it sunk in.

After the incident and the medical ward trip, the squad, while not completely happy with the situation, began working together. After a month of retraining, they were sent out into the field.

The entire squad was listed as missing, presumed killed, during the Battle of Kashyyyk.

Holdings

During his time in the Corporate Division, along with other Subgroups of the Emperor's Hammer, and now in the Dark Jedi Brotherhood, Brodo has started, and run several companies, and corporations to give him a stable and ample income.

Lumina Corporation (LUC) - Advertising and Public Relations
Archangel Intergalactic Bakeries (AIB) - Delightful cookies and other treats
Wildspace ArmsCorps (WAC) - Small arms, fighter parts, weapon emplacements
Prime Ironworks (PIW) - Heavy vehicles, walkers, tanks, construction droids.
Victae Shipyards (VCS) - Small capital ships, fighters, shuttles, luxury yachts

Information

Identifying Marks

Carefully applied yellow-black tattoos adorn his right arm in a tribal design, with a large five-pointed star as the focal point. A huge tattoo adorns his chest, in the shape of a giant cat of orange and black. On his back, a pair of feathered wings has been tattooed.

Physical Description

Broad shouldered, and muscular, his frame is that of a born fighter. With his massive size (big even on his race's standards) and powerful build, he was trained in ground combat, which shows itself in his great upper body strength. His dark hair is always in dreadlocks, which are left to hang, framing his face like the mane of a giant cat. His eyes are a steely white, and his skin seems to have a constant bronze tan.

Planet of Origin:

Shaevalis Prime

Current Residence:

Location Unknown

Spouse:

Erianna "Rayne" Victae - Wife

Personal Weapons:

Ironwood Spear - Primary weapon in battle along with his lightsaber.
Ligur Lightsaber - Custom Lightsaber, presented to him by the Herald staff upon his elevation to the rank of Sith Battlemaster. The emitter of the emerald lightsaber is carved into the opened maw of a Liger, and the shaft is decorated in raised black 'stripes' with the lowered areas in an orange metal.
DH-112 Sniper rifle - Presented to Brent, under his assumed name of Decarat, upon his completion of the Advanced Sniper training in the Hammer's Fist and upon his twentith confirmed kill.
Combat knives (x2) - Standard issue in the Hammer's Fist. He kept them when he left the Emperor's Hammer.
E-11 blaster rifle - Standard issue in the Hammer's Fist. He kept them when he left the Emperor's Hammer.
Storm Commando armor - During his time in the Hammer's Fist, under the assumed name of Decarat, Brent made a name for himself as an elite solidier in any condition. He helped form the special operations company as well as the premier elite unit, the Nightstalkers. Throughout this time, he participated in numerous operations, and was awarded many times for his fighting prowess. Upon completing the Special Forces course, he was awarded with Storm Commando armor, only the 10th man in Hammer's Fist history to do so.
Clone Commando gauntlets - Given to him by one of his trainees, Ro, upon the deaths of his squadmates. These guantlets, painted in a matte black finish, are still as functional as if they were built yesterday. Though they would normally require the power provided by the Katarn Commando armor, Brent has fashioned a small portable power pack in wrist of the right gauntlet. While it makes it heavier, it allows the knuckle-mounted vibro blade to be extended and powered for a limited amount of time.

Clothing Description:

Pilot: Dark grey Flightsuit, with navy blue piping.
Formal: Black flowing cloak with hood, dark grey armor and pants, combat gloves and brown boots. A thick utility belt, without tools, but with lightsaber, Vos shoulder emblem.
Combat: Dark grey training shirt, arms removed. Black-Grey armor, with a grey tunic, along with combat vest. Dark brown combat boots. One Pauldron on right shoulder, displaying Clan Vos star. Thick utilty belt with various tools and weapons, as well as lightsaber. Clone Commando gauntlets, along with vibroblade, painted matte black.

Languages Known:

Basic, Shaevalian, Zabrak, Twi'lek, several Wildspace languages

Talents/Training:

Basic Ground Warfare: Shaevailian War Academy (SWA)
Hand-to-Hand/Weaponry training: SWA
Tactical/Strategic Training: SWA
Basic flying training: Imperial Weapons And Training School (IWATS)
Stormtrooper Basics, Advanced, Officer: Hammer's Fist Training College (HFTC)
Stormtrooper Commando: HFTC
Various environmental, and occupational trainings: HFTC, IWTC
Force Power Training: EHDB, DJB
Force Combat Training: EHDB, DJB

Pets:

One domesticated feline - white, female kitten called Snow

Trivia

DJB Special Awards

Order of the Serpent: Proselyte of Fire

DJB positions held

Flight Leader, Satal Victus Battleteam, Clan Plagueis.
Flight Leader, Souls of Darkness Battleteam, House Caliburnus, Clan Scholae Palatinae.
Magistrate of the Herald (Shikyo).
Sith Commander, Souls of Darkness Battleteam, House Caliburnus, Clan Scholae Palatinae.
Aedile, House Caliburnus, Clan Scholae Palatinae
Quaestor, House Caliburnus, Clan Scholae Palatinae
Commander of the Expeditionary Force (48,000 man strong force in the CSP Legions)
Surface Marshal of the Forces of House Caliburnus
Executive Officer, Validus Nocta Battleteam, House Caliburnus, Clan Scholae Palatinae.

DJB Contributions

Souls of Darkness battleteam Roleplaying revamp (now removed)
Banners for all the Clan Scholae Palatinae Legions and Regiments.
Table of Equipment and Organization for the same.
Provided names for: Validus Nocta and Satal Victus Battleteams, ISD-IIs Warspite and Indomitable, and Regiments Bastion, Vendetta, and Eclipse and Legions Imperator, Sequentis, Judicator, Equinox, Luna and Umbra.
Barracks and Armor/Vehicle Depot sections of House Caliburnus Facilities Document.
Created and implemented the Validus Nocta battle team system

Students

First Student - Erianna Victae - Reached Knighthood
Second Student - Ginnafae Delacor - Currently Protector
Third Student - Faukes - Currently Acolyte

Emperor's Hammer Trivia

Served as Consul of Tarentum for six months and won Rites of Supremacy
Served as Wing Commander of Wing XX and won the BGCOM's Judgment four months out of six
Served as President of the Corporate Division Sub Group for seven months
Founded the Nightstalkers Special Operations platoon and served there for ten months
- Tie Corps - Colonel
- Infiltrator Wing - Brigadier General
- Hammer's Fist - Lieutenant Colonel
- Corporate Division - Admiral

Trivia

Brodo is married to Erianna "Rayne" Victae (and is engaged to her in real life <3 Rayne :) wuv and snuggles! My girl :) )
My very first IRC nickname was Archnagel. No, I didn't spell it wrong... there's a bot called Archangel in another Undernet channel, so I couldnt use it. :/
Brodo was voted in as Mr EH for 2005
And was expelled 10 days later!

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+[[Image:RingBase.jpg|thumb|right|250 px|Ring Base command centre]]
 {{Quote|But you... you were dead...<br>Only a little bit|Brent and Erianna reunited.}}
-Stationed on the outpost of Polus, found by Emperor's Hand. Turns out to be Rielle, under the name of Erianna.
+The Ring Base outpost, nothing more than a mined out asteroid on the fringes of an uninhabited system, was a very sterile, quiet place to be assigned to. Even though it was situated in Core systems, since the destruction of Alderaan, which connected it to the rest of of the galaxy, this area had become almost as lifeless as dead space.
+Though the injuries he had sustained at Grifdal were relatively minor compared to the norm of those he had witnessed so far in his military career, they had occured over a number of months. And in those months, they tended to be undertreated, due to the stretched supplies available to his medical teams. At times, all he had on a seeping wound was a patch of cloth and a discarded rifle sling to hold it in place.
+Compared to the battlefields of Grifdal and Yavin, Ring Base was a virtual paradise, though Brent did not enjoy the over-cleanliness the Alderaanians seemed to require from themselves and others. Most of the personnel assigned here were Alderaanian, who seemed to want to protect their destroyed home planet's remanants from Imperial incursion.
+Endless days 'resting' in the medical ward on the base, he had ample time to watch those around him, especially the women. He had not known any women in any real sense since Rielle, but was unsure as to how he should proceed. Of course, being a decorated war hero, with looks to match, helped in this regard, drawing giggles from younger girls, and linger stares from the older women.
+After a month in the ward, he was relocated to one of the residential apartments for visiting high ranking officers. Though he himself was not ranked high enough to warrent such a posting, his record had impressed the commandant of the station. The apartment, very large for a residential space on such a station, was finished in classical Alderaanian class, with geniune woods making up most of the decoration.
+After being transfers to the apartment, Brent was allowed to walk unescorted throughout the station. He made the most of this new freedom, stretching his tired muscles as much as possible. He could not allow them to start to succumb to lethargy. On one of these long walks, he found himself in the main hangar of the station. The expansive stucture could house two wings of fighters will enough room for a battalion of wookies to have a brawl.
+He watched the frieghters arrive and leave, quietly surveying the new arrivals with interest. A Corellian light freighter, rickety and sporting patches of burnt armour plating, managed to touch down on the station's flight deck with such a quietness that the absence of the expected sound caught Brent's attention. His head turned just in time to noticed a snow haired woman descending the ramp. His heart stopped for a moment, at the similarities betweent his woman and his beloved Rielle. He shook his head as he watched her barking orders to the crew.
+[[Image:CombatRayne.jpg|thumb|left|250 px|Rielle in combat suit]]
+That night, he'd fallen asleep reading station reports from a hidden outpost on some ice planet called Hoth. Midway through the night, he'd awoken with a start, the only light in the room the glow from the datapad, and the artificial fire in the corner of the room. He looked around for something which might have stirred him, and found it standing near the doorway.
+The figure smiled, and stepped into the light. It was Rielle, though her eyes seemed confused. She was dressed in a skin-tight dark grey combat suit, with a utility belt sporting a wide array of gear and weaponry. In her hands, she held a pair of mean looking blasters.
+Brent was startled, staring at the woman who had been his wife for such a short period of time, and was lost to him, apparently forever. She seemed to also be confused by this presence. He stood up from his bed, and she raised a blaster. She explained, in a shaky voice, that the Emperor had ordered her to take care of a treasonise Colonel on Polis. Apparently she had not been expecting him.
+As he approached her slowly, her blaster waivered, before failing completely and she dived into his arms. She began crying, from relief, from pent up longing, and frustration. But mostly from happiness. He held her for the longest time.
+The morning after, they found themselves in bed. They discussed the situation, the death mark on Brent's life, and Rielle's situation as an Emperor's Hand. She explained he would never be safe. Not many high ranking officers are afforded the amount of time Brent had managed to escape death or capture by Imperial forces.
+They decided to register her as a close friend of his with the Rebels, with the assumed name of Erianna. They spent a blissful month in each others company, making up for all the lost time. They told each other stories of the intervening years, of battles won and lost.
+He was called up for duty soon after, but he managed to take Erianna with him, comissioning her as a Lieutenant in the Army and appointing her as his adjudent. He was put in charge of a small flotilla of Corvettes and a ancient Strike Cruiser known as the Valiant.
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