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=== Entry 5: Mon Mothma's Champion ===
=== Entry 5: Mon Mothma's Champion ===
(Mon Mothma's Tournament of Combative Arts)
(Mon Mothma's Tournament of Combative Arts)


=== Entry 6: Fallen Star ===
=== Entry 6: Fallen Star ===
(Describe meteor impact)


(Describe meteor impact)  
=== Entry 7: Den Of Antiquities ===
(Loses everything, becomes a treasure hunter, decides to leave Chandrila but gets into trouble. Saved by Celeste)





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Marl Gondor
Biographical Information
Homeworld:
Date of Birth:

4 ABY (36 years old)

Physical Description
Species:

Human

Gender:

Male

Hair:

Long Blonde

Eyes:

Gray

Personal Information
Lightsaber Color(s):

Single Hilt (Blue Blade)

Lightsaber Form(s):

Soresu

Fighting Style(s):

Whiptree

Chronology & Political Information
Profession:
Position:
Dossier:

4224

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A staunch defender of the Jedi Order, Marl Gondor is a combination of diplomat, being raised on Chandrila, and warrior, as he's always had a knack for combat and strategy. Currently serving Clan Odan-Urr as the Quaestor of the Guardian Corps, he is driven and ambitious as he governs from the newly constructed temple on Daleem. Working closely with the Vatali Empire and its constituents to maintain peace and order, he is vigilant, with an army at his back, standing ready to face down anyone or anything that may threaten or strain this delicate alliance.

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Entry 1: Rising Son

Hanna City, birthplace of House Gondor

In 4 ABY, Marl Gondor was born in a rather hawty estate on the banks of the Silver Sea, just on the outskirts of Hanna City. Chandrila during that time was alive and filled with new hope as that same year marked the destruction of the Emperor and the collapse of his tyrannical Empire. The political landscape of Chandrila had shifted as each House was eager to help fill the void left by the power vacuum that was created. One of the first to step forward with a petition was Larian Gondor, Marl’s father. A respected diplomat and politician that captured Mon Mothma’s attention.

For centuries, the wealthy House Gondor was part of Chandrila’s ruling body and while not as widely known off-world, on Chandrila, they were admired and highly respected. It was because of this, when the time came to recognize Chandrila as the Capital of the Republic, Larian was eager to help fund this endeavor through charitable donations with no strings attached, on the surface. Of course, when it came to handing out job assignments, Larian and House Gondor held sway and leveraged the government into publicly recognizing their family as firm supporters of the New Republic. This display of loyalty made it easy for Larian to win a seat on the advisory council. It was a golden age made even more memorable by the birth of Larian's first-born son, a promising new addition that he viewed as an heir to the Gondor estate.

Entry 2: Bulwark

Being raised in the New Republic's inner-circle, Marl frequently spent time in the Senate Plaza and was tasked with learning how subtle shifts in phrase and body language could deliver new meaning, convey emotion, or express urgency. The delicate dance of wordplay, mixed with bold claims and outside of the box thinking in regards to problem solving. Most of his afternoons were spent there. On the surface he would have made a fine diplomat, but in the end, it didn't appeal to him, not as much as the military drills he would later become enthralled by at the New Academy.

He always had a desire to serve and while not formally trained in combat at that time, he was still quick to defend those who could not defend themselves. Many of his friends were considered pompous aristocrats as they were from wealthy stock and while they didn't carry an heir of entitlement, they still fell victim to bullying by the lower class juveniles. Countless times Marl was involved in scuffles and fights, most times the odds were not in his favor, yet he was still able to, more often than not, come out victorious even when the deck was stacked against him. His peers began to call him the Shield of Andrasha. It was the name of a local flower and while beautiful, it was resilient and strong. There may have been a bit of mockery involved with the name, but it was a name that would stick, even later into his life.

Entry 3: The Academy

Even though Marl's father was displeased and alarmed by the number of fights his son had been getting into. Larian was proud, realizing that within his child burned a fire and passion to do the right thing, never jeopardizing his morals even in the face of insurmountable odds.

He had the spirit of a warrior and while it frightened Larian, he could no longer hold Marl back. Upon graduation, Marl was finally allowed to join the New Academy which were the roots of the New Republic Defense Fleet.

Marl served for two years before being pulled to a Security detail that often patrolled the Old-Gather House. While it was a prestigious position because the Senate Plaza was located nearby, Marl had already spent enough time inside those chambers, watching his father perfect his craft. It was safe to say that he was a bit disappointed by the idea. Nevertheless, he would pour his heart and soul into performing his duties.

Entry 4: Trouble On Barbican Road

Entry 5: Mon Mothma's Champion

(Mon Mothma's Tournament of Combative Arts)

Entry 6: Fallen Star

(Describe meteor impact)

Entry 7: Den Of Antiquities

(Loses everything, becomes a treasure hunter, decides to leave Chandrila but gets into trouble. Saved by Celeste)


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