Miro Khel
| Miro Khel | |
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| Biographical Information | |
| Race | Iktotchi |
| Homeworld | Iktotch Moon |
| Born | Year -20 |
| Quote | "This is war, this is hell, this is pain we all suffer!" |
| Physical Description | |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 1.82 meters |
| Weight | 185 lbs |
| Coloring | Dark Orange, nearly Red skin tone with black ritual cranial marks |
| Hair Color | Deep Grey horns |
| Eye Color | Dark Yellow |
| Political Information | |
| Affiliation | Freelancer, Veritas Press |
| Title | The Horned Pathfinder |
| Rank | Captain (THP), Ensign (VP) |
| Positions | Galactic Adventurer, Daredevil Pilot |
Biography
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Being fanatic of everything that can fly from an early age, Miro quickly assimilated the basis of starship piloting and developed a constant thirst of knowledge about this subject ever since. Not a surprise when you've been raise near a spaceport... discovering early the joy of flying, his uncle and my father operated a nice workshop at the local landing pad since his grandfather passed away. They named it "The Horned Pathfinder." Learning skills on different ship and vehicle helped him greatly to be a better pilot, fine tuning his skills and improving his reflexes. Born and raised on the Iktotch Moon also contributed to his reputation of being a great pilot. Beside that, he also developed hunting skills, often going on safari hunting trip with the mature males of the colony where I belong to. He is known forhisy patience, perseverance and the ability to keep focus no matter what is going on around me, keeping the situation under control at all time. Only the intelligent live...
At the age of 18, he sold the jolting uncle's Ginivex to a fool who seems to didn't care for his life, an Arcona with glowing golden eyes... Barely enough for a cup of bantha milk... but who cares! The galaxy was his now!!!
He enlisted myself on the kilometer-long Colossus-class Heavy Liner "Rhode" as a repairman at first, ascending to better job in reward of his excellent work. During his time onboard he learned his martial combat abilities, honed both tactical and strategic skills by training with the small but effective security team that was assign to the ship and practicing with them every time it was humanly possible, most of the time even more. From a maintenance boy he grew up in rank from Assistant Engineer and later Flight Officer, flying the various shuttle and freighter that was use to refuel the immense ship. During a particularly violent boarding attempt made by very well organized pirates where over half of the ship crew were killed, Miro had been recruited to participate in the last stand against the raiders. They did succeed in holding the ship but at a great cost... three quarters of the security crew were butchered to save life the of each other. The ship was then renamed "The Impregnable" after the incident, to commemorate the victory and the sacrifice of those who gave everything to protect it... The remaining crew were all given compensation for their act of bravery. Now, for the ship protection, was assigned to it 2 Tartan Patrol Cruiser, a full squad of Y-Wing Starfighter/Bomber docked inside plus the crew received a standardized, more powerful equipment that was more than welcomed. I've served aboard as a Security Flight Officer until he reached his 27th birthday (one year after the event), when he left to realize his childhood's dream: exploring the galaxy by my own with my brand new HWK-290...
Miro visited his homeworld first, and saw his my family that he hadn't had news for quite a while. His father finally closed the shop after all those years and he still flies his brother's old Ginivex. He managed to buy it back to the junkie Arcona before the fool took it for a final trip... During his stay on Iktotch Miro sold his Baudo-Class for a good amount of credits and started investing in estate. First a personal residence in the Widek system quickly followed by a tavern and a garage in the Douglas system. He also helped his father to finalize the build up of a old JM5000 that he had bought from a long time friend, back in the days before he left his homeworld. He proudly displays a rare model of the first generation, build with only 2 seats and a huge cargo hold that contain more than typical light freighters. It now serves him as a personal transport and temporary weapon stash.
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