Cael Graigan

Cael Graigan
Biographical Information
Race	Corellian
Homeworld	Corellia
Mother	Alyssa Graigan
Father	Alexander Graigan
Spouse	None
Siblings	None
Children	None
Born	Day 30 Year -28
Died	N/A
Physical Description
Gender	Male
Height	6'2
Coloring	Light tan
Hair Color	Black with streaks of gray
Eye Color	Blue
Political Information
Affiliation	Independent/Freelance
Prior Affiliation	Galactic Empire

Cael Arcturus Graigan, a Corellian born on Day 30 Year -28, is a freelancer and expatriated Imperial soldier. Raised with a sense of morality that can only be theorized as a shade of gray, he seeks to keep himself and his own safe, by any means necessary.

Biography

Early Years

Brought up in an overly-protective upper-class environment, Cael escaped childhood and adolescence with little issue. His parents were wealthy business owners, built on a foundation of code violations and (quite literally) skeletons in their closet, and Cael was the only heir. Knowing that their past may one day return to haunt them, they made sure their son was protected and taught self-defense, a skill that would serve his later career as a soldier.

He then joined the company at age 15 as a member of the board of directors, something that the rest of the chairmen disapproved of. However, Cael's economic prowess began to show itself, and chose to step down from the board to lead another department.

Hammerfall

At age 21, he had nearly taken over the business as a whole, with sales incrementally rising every quarter. All was an apparent success, until his father unexpectedly died of a heart attack during a business summit on Coruscant. When this occurred, stocks fell astronomically, leaving the company utterly worthless as stockholders continued to bail and sell all their shares. After his father's funeral, the lawyer charged with being the executor of his estate only gave Cael a single word, given in confidence by his father: Hammerfall.

"Hammerfall" ultimately was the password to his father's terminal, enabling a different user interface from the one Cael was used to seeing. Within it, a hologram of his father was projected, explaining that if he had been given the word, it was under the pretenses of unnatural causes of his death. His father's recording continued to tell the tale of how he founded the company on the backs of assorted criminal enterprises, including assassination, Ryll, blackmail, and smuggling. The hologram later concluded that it was likely an operative with a rival crime family that had infiltrated the company. The hologram ended, and the terminal ejected a holodisk of information. Dossiers, locations, names of front organizations, and criminal history.

After much investigation, Cael discovered that the operative was a member of a low-tier syndicate within the Tion Cluster named "The Suits" for their focus on the antiquated 52-deck of playing cards. Determined to sabotage them from within, he assumed the alias of "Andrew Rivas" and became an initiate.

Jack of Diamonds

Cael, after joining the Suits as a "diamond", their code-designation for a smuggler, he began to rise through the ranks. He became a Jack, a lieutenant, within the organization at an accelerated place, thanks to an occasional bribe and some of his higher-ups falling prey to "accidents". This firmly put him within the inner circle of the syndicate, taking advantage of their trust to access their data core. He sliced into their network and extracted coordinates for their safehouses and locations of key members. Cael anonymously leaked the documents to the Tion Hegemony. The foundation of the organization destroyed, it collapsed within itself, no longer a threat it once posed.

Imperial Service

"He's like fire, and ice...and rage."

— Anonymous Imperial soldier

After much time traveling the galaxy, Cael believed it to be time to make an honest living. He was accepted into the Imperial Academy, and graduated with honors.

Reaching the rank of Sergeant at an accelerated pace, he became disgusted with the way the Imperials dealt with their citizens, likening it to an almost criminal line of thinking. During this time of doubt, he was arrested and detained by Imperial Intelligence for a crime did not commit. Ultimately exonerated from all chargers after presenting evidence that proved his innocence, the idea to ditch the Empire entirely grew more and more tempting as the days went by. Ultimately, he gave in, arranged for a ship to be left at his next patrol point, and then fled the Empire, AWOL and expatriated, to become a freelancer once more.

Present Day

To date, Cael is a moderately-successful freelance transport pilot and commissioned ship painter, as well as having an extensive number of contacts he has cultivated over the years.

Appearance

Cael is most often seen wearing somewhat formal attire, for instance, a black fedora with white band, a black business suit, and white dress shirt with black tie. He carries a number of weapons on him, not including a combat knife strapped to his right ankle, a DD6 in a shoulder holster within his jacket, and a DL-44 on his hip.

Personality

Cael is most certainly a grim man, and is not easily slighted by anyone, even people he puts trust in. He's three steps ahead of everyone, and that is what most people find frightening.

His Imperial psychological evaluation profiles him as "while most certainly chaotic in his methods, he is cold and calculated in his premeditation. He is straightforward, forthcoming, and honest; something unlike most that come through my door, but cold and battered. However, by my estimates and the evaluation tables put in place by the Academy, he is stable enough to serve and be effective".