Jarneskeg Yrfeloran

Jarneskeg Yrfeloran
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Biographical Information
Race	Human/Arcona/Unknown
Homeworld	Cona
Mother	Unknown Name and Race
Father	Malcolm Skeg Human
Spouse	Single
Partner	CLASSIFIED
Born	Year -6
Physical Description
Gender	Male
Height	6'0"
Coloring	Caucasian
Political Information
Affiliation	The Black Light Pirates The Foundation Underground Arcona Organization known as "The Family"
Rank	Sheppard
Prior Affiliation	Outland Mining Corporation

IN PROGRESS

Jarneskeg Yrfeloran [pronounced: 'Yarn-shayg' 'Ear-fell-oh-rin'] is a human born on Cona. He is both a skilled trader and smuggler. As a pilot he specializes in difficult routes, as well as infiltration and exfiltration past shields and other security measures. His mother died in childbirth and Jarneskeg learned trading and piloting from his father, Malcolm Skeg, and from his adopted Arcona family. He left Cona at the age of seventeen Standard Years after his father and all the members of his adopted family were either killed or captured in a slave raid at Resurrection Bay. Jarneskeg is also a founding member of The Foundation, an Arcona organization dedicated to bringing slavers to justice.

Early Life

Jarneskeg Yrfeloran was born with the name Jarne Skeg, son of the Corellian trader, Malcolm Skeg, on Cona. He never knew his mother, nor was he even sure of her race. Malcolm, Jarne's father, affirmed she was human, but Jarneskeg remembered a conversation between his father and adopted uncle, overhead when he was very young, in which they indicated she was of another, unspecified, race.

His earliest memory was of sitting on the Deal of the Day table outside his father's shop. More a jumble of images than a single memory...glimpses of alien faces, mostly Arcona and snatches of conversation in more than one language. Barter, laughter, a lewd remark. Malcolm Skeg was a born trader. Born on Corellia, he took to the space lanes young. Apprentice to Jarne's grandfather, he learned to ship, and sell, how to tell tales both short and tall. Malcolm was knowledgeable on a grand range of topics that spanned the known galaxy, it's sentients-'folks' his father called them all- it's politics and it's history. Mainly though, he knew the galaxy's products, it's products and it's needs. Jarne's father loved Cona, though it was a very harsh environment for humans. He also loved the Arcona. He had first arrived there with a tanker filled with fresh water. Water, fresh water, is a desirable commodity on Cona, so it was an ideal introduction to trade on the planet.

Malcolm quickly fell in love with the Arcona dedication to the collective, and their tribal sense of family he most respected. Being born to a space roving trader, he appreciated what he had never had himself, a home, and family roots. Malcolm cut back on his space travel when Jarne was born because he wanted his son to have a home.

Jarneskeg enjoyed a childhood with his father and a close knit, adoptive, Arcona family. His father was well liked by most Arcona, and formed family like bonds with many. He had a lot in common with them. Malcolm was fearless, good in a fight, loyal to a fault, and a great pilot. These are all traits highly valued by the 'folks' of Cona. These are also traits that Malcolm Skeg and his extended Arcona family worked hard to instill in Jarne Skeg. They flew together, explored Cona together. They traded with, served, worked, loved and fought for the Arcona. They were always together. Jarne told friends that he could not imagine a better childhood.

Resurrection Bay

Resurrection was a small village between the edge of a vast jungle and Cona's South Central Sea. It was very difficult to reach. Own had to hack their way through vicious jungle undergrowth, evading uncounted deadly creatures and plants. According to Jarneskeg, it was a thoroughly exhausting experience.

At the end of the trek, however, the way opens onto a gigantic clearing and the an ocean view of that sentients on other worlds pay a large sum for. The sand was white with silver crystal flakes and blue water as far as one could see in two directions. To the west Cona's most well known volcanic island with light ammonia gasses rolling of it's shores.

Malcom, Jarne's father said that the sight of it brings you back to life after the exhausting journey, so they had created a second nest village there and called it Resurrection Bay.

Attack by Slavers and Escape from Cona

Year 10, Age 17 Standard Years

There had been a long break in the recent rains. The Arcona called it rain, but it was not water. It was a soup strongly comprised of ammonia, and most off worlders require special protective gear to survive it. During this brief break in the weather, Jarne's father and his Arcona partner, Rela 'Papa' Argrilizza, had dragged their families out to Resurrection to enjoy the tranquility.

The cook fires had burned low, and many had gone to sleep, bellies full of gizsteak, fresh fruit, and rainforest greens. The adults and older children, especially the Arconan females, sat taking about the lucrative Homecoming Tribal Market that had recently concluded and were making plans for upcoming trip to Tylcarros Market, where profits were sure to triple.

The slavers came from the direction of the island. Jarne later guessed they had landed a large slave hauler on it's far side and then launched the quiet wave skimmers. He recognized one of them as the human male that had bought the wide beam stunner from his father at the market. His father had not expected to sell it until Tylcarros Market and was thrilled with the price he had gotten. Malcolm had talked the man up a long time- politics, history, places he'd been, 'folks' he'd met...even describing the brief vacation they were planning to take at Resurrection Bay.

It was over fast. There was no time to react. Malcolm and Rela tried to protect their people to no avail. Jarne heard his father tell him to run, right before the vibro-axe cut him from crown to crotch. At seventeen SYs old, Jarne was an orphan. He ran, taking the route his father had taught him. Sounds of fighting, screaming, and stunners behind him, he followed the fresh 'stream' (a trickle, rare on Cona) point four clicks to the small cave tunnel. He crawled through the mud, grabbed the go-bag they had stashed there and kept crawling through until the tunnel widened and he could stand. Running until he saw the BARC Speeder, the mouth of the cave, and the curtain of the foliage hiding the entrance from outside eyes. He jumped on the speeder, and blasted through the vines and leaves.

The plan was to go the landing pad at Marketown south of the jungle, and take his father's Brayl Class Freighter. He could then fly back to Resurrection and pickup anyone lucky enough to escape the slavers, but when he got there, the town was also overrun. Unable to reach the ship, or any ship, he turned the speeder towards Tylcarros City.

Reaching the city with the clothes on his back, the stores and credits stashed in his go-bag, and the skills passed to him from loyal Arcona friends and a loving father, Jarne sold his speeder bike for a fraction of its worth, made his way to the spaceport and booked passage to Boordii.

Outland Mining and New Friends

Reaching Boordii, a planet he had heard about on Cona from a freighter pilot employed by Outland Mining Corporation, he got a job with Outland himself, under the name Jarneskeg Yrfeloran. The last name came from and ancient book that claimed it meant 'bereft of inheritance' in a near lost language.

The job, however, was not much of a fit. The company was great but Jarne was not a miner at heart, but a trader. He took his earnings, and bought a small freighter. After several months of freelance work, and with a little help from some new, but good friends, he found himself employed as a Scouting and transport pilot.

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