User:Glenn Osmer

Glenn Osmer
Biographical Information
Race	Human
Homeworld	Tatooine
Mother	Roslyn Osmer
Father	Carl Osmer
Siblings	Jalee Osmer
Born	.
Religion	Jedi
Quote	"Hope is the light of Opportunity"
Physical Description
Gender	Male
Height	5'10"
Coloring	Caucasian
Hair Color	Brown
Eye Color	Green
Political Information
Affiliation	Rebel Alliance
Title	Rebel Alliance Intelligence
Rank	Colonel
Positions	Legacy Special Combat Group
Prior Affiliation	Falleen Federation
Awards

A confident and commanding individual of average height with a lean yet muscular build. Born and raised in a small city named Tarsas, located in the Southern Region of Tatooine, in the middle of the "Plains of Dust".

Biography

Early Life

Glenn Osmer was born under a twin sunset in one of the harshest regions of Tatooine—the Planes of Dust. This desolate expanse, far from the bustling trade routes of Mos Eisley and Anchorhead, was a place where few dared to live, and fewer still thrived. It was in this isolation that Glenn was raised, shielded from the gaze of the Galactic Empire by his mother, a Jedi fugitive who had survived Order 66, and his father, a grizzled ex-military man who once served with honor in the Clone Wars before deserting the Republic-turned-Empire.

From his mother, Glenn learned the basics of the Force—how to feel it, respect it, and hide it. His training was limited, a series of meditative rituals and instinctive lessons passed on in secret, lest the Inquisitors catch wind of their existence. From his father, he was taught to fight with blasters, to survive in combat, and how to read the battlefield like a soldier. In Glenn, the Force and war lived side by side—two paths that rarely met, yet shaped him completely.

Falleen Federation

On the desert world of Tatooine, where life was harsh, opportunities were scarce, and Imperial rule loomed over every settlement. Surrounded by crime syndicates, slavers, and petty warlords, Glenn knew from an early age that remaining on Tatooine meant a life of obscurity—or worse, servitude. He longed for escape, for a chance to carve out a purpose among the stars.

That opportunity came when he secured passage off-world and made his way to Falleen space. The Falleen Federation offered him not only refuge but also the chance to serve in something larger than himself. Eager to leave the misery of Tatooine behind, Glenn enlisted in the Federation Navy. His discipline and sharp instincts quickly set him apart, and he rose through the ranks until he was personally commissioned as a Lieutenant by King Jado Dur’rik.

Yet, despite the Federation’s proud defiance of the Empire, Glenn grew troubled by the internal strife of Falleen society. Clan rivalries and political infighting weakened their ability to resist Imperial might, a reality Glenn found deeply frustrating after having finally escaped the chaos of his home world.

During a brief shore leave, Glenn’s journey took a darker turn. Ambushed by thugs, he awoke in a medcenter with partial memory loss. Stripped of direction, he drifted across the galaxy for nearly a year, searching for purpose as fragments of his past slowly resurfaced.

In time, those memories—and his determination—returned.

Rebel Alliance

As he grew into adulthood, Glenn heard whispers carried by smugglers and traders—whispers of resistance, of cells rising against the Empire. Recognizing the need for true unity against tyranny, Glenn aligned himself with the Rebel Alliance, vowing to fight not for factions or clans, but for freedom across the galaxy. His ability to move silently, strike quickly, and vanish without a trace earned him the codename "Ghost".

Specializing in infiltration and sabotage, Ghost became a legend among his comrades. He could disable a Super Star Destroyer’s comms relay from the inside and escape unnoticed. He was often sent on missions too dangerous for others—operations with no guarantees of return. He never sought credit, only victory.

The Jedi Path

While serving in Rebel Intelligence, Glenn Osmer’s latent connection to the Force was uncovered by senior operatives. Recognizing the potential value of a Force-sensitive within their ranks, the head of Rebel Intelligence urged him to seek training. Guided by scattered mentors and ancient holocrons, Glenn began to hone his abilities, balancing his duties as an officer with the demanding discipline of the Jedi path.

In time, he underwent a set of trials on a forgotten world steeped in Jedi history. It was there that he forged his own lightsaber, a weapon symbolizing his commitment to both the Rebellion and the Jedi way. Upon his return, he was promoted to Colonel, entrusted with missions where his skills as both spy and Jedi proved invaluable.

Among his most notable operations were the infiltration of the B’omarr Monastery on Tatooine, the recovery of data from an abandoned Imperial research installation, and the expedition to the legendary Fountain of the Ancients.

The Fountain of the Ancients

The mission began as a whisper in fragmented records pulled from an abandoned Imperial research facility. Hidden deep within the Outer Rim lay the Fountain of the Ancients, a ruin shrouded in mystery and tied to Jedi lore. Rebel Intelligence dispatched Colonel Glenn Osmer to recover a rumored relic: a vial of liquid Wintrium crystal, a rare substance said to resonate with the Force itself.

Guided by the Force, Glenn traversed jungles that had long since swallowed the ancient temple. Inside, the air was heavy with silence, broken only by the distant drip of water echoing through the stone halls. Carvings on the walls told of guardians who once kept the Fountain sealed against those unworthy to approach it.

The deeper Glenn ventured, the more trials revealed themselves. Collapsing bridges, shifting corridors, and visions of his past—both the sands of Tatooine and the clan wars of Falleen—tested his resolve. At the heart of the ruin lay the Fountain itself, its crystalline waters shimmering with an unnatural light. And there, waiting, was not salvation, but a trap.

An Imperial Inquisitor, sent by the Emperor’s will, stood before the Fountain, crimson blade igniting with a hiss. “Another pretender chasing relics,” the Inquisitor sneered. “This prize belongs to the Empire.”

The battle that followed shook the chamber. Glenn’s golden yellow blade, symbol of a Jedi Temple Guardian, clashed against scarlet strikes, sparks flaring as stone shattered under each swing. The Inquisitor pressed hard with aggression, driving Glenn back step by step. Yet Glenn remembered his training: patience, focus, clarity. Each parry became a rhythm, each dodge a chance to read his foe’s intent.

Finally, the moment came. As the Inquisitor lunged recklessly for a killing blow, Glenn pivoted, channeling the Force into a swift, precise counter. With a fluid motion, he struck the Inquisitor’s weapon arm, sending the crimson lightsaber spinning into the abyss below. The enemy fell soon after, defeated not by rage, but by calm mastery.

Glenn approached the Fountain, retrieving the vial of liquid Wintrium crystal, its glow pulsing faintly in his hand. He knew the relic would never be his to keep—it belonged to the cause. Returning to the Rebel Alliance, he secured it within Intelligence archives, where it became both a symbol of hope and a closely guarded secret against the Empire’s darkness.

For Glenn Osmer, the Fountain was more than a mission. It was proof that his path as a Jedi had meaning, and that even in shadows, the Force guided him toward the light.

Betrayal

Welcome to the Galactic News Service

Imperial Intelligence Strikes: Jedi Praxeum Member Brought to Justice Posted by: Elaine von Veritrax, Galactic Empire Date: Year 24 Day 199 Onboard the Executor-class Star Destroyer Ancalagon in system Deep Space (53, 2) (53, 2). [Contribute to Author]

CORELLIA (INB) - Today marked a momentous accomplishment for the Galactic Empire, as Imperial Intelligence released a statement announcing the capture and subsequent imprisonment of a member belonging to the terrorist organization of the Rebel Alliance and Jedi Praxeum. The news sparked widespread jubilation within the Empire as the achievement represents yet another triumph of Imperial Intelligence against the Rebel Alliance and its malicious religious backers. The Jedi Praxeum, an institution affiliated with the Jedi Order, has long been regarded as a symbol of resistance against Imperial rule. The apprehension of a member of this influential group demonstrates the capability of Imperial Intelligence to penetrate even the most fortified of enclaves supporting opposition to Imperial rule.

The capture of Rebel Alliance Intelligence Colonel Glenn Osmer was flawlessly executed by agent Natsuki Natsu, who acted upon a bounty issued by the Imperial Office of Criminal Investigations. Seizing upon an opportunity when Osmer was using the force in a trance-like state, Natsu successfully apprehended the Colonel. With Osmers overpowering by Imperial forces and a swift transfer underway, Agent Natsu made her way to Imperial Intelligence officials within the Coruscant Oversector, where he was expeditiously transferred into custody of the Inquisition and select officials from within the Office of the Director of Imperial Intelligence.

Agent Natsu

The trial of Colonel Osmer was organized under the direct supervision of Elaine von Veritrax, the Director of Imperial Intelligence. Present for the trial were several Imperial notaries and witnesses including Agent Natsu, and Executor Cihl Rezik. With the identity of the condemned confirmed, as part of the Empire's meticulous adherence to judicial due process, alongside evidence levied against the accused. The trial was swift and at the conclusion, Colonel Osmer received a sentence of execution for crimes against the state. Until the arraignment of his execution can be completed, Osmer is expected to be held in a maximum-security facility.

Glenn Osmer detained by Imperial Intelligence

Despite the graces bestowed by the Empire in delaying his execution, Osmer in an act of defiance against the punishment prescribed by the Imperial Crimes Act, reportedly refused to express remorse for his crimes against the galaxy - arrogantly rejecting the authority of the Imperial courts. Despite his protest, the Colonel was promptly transferred to a specially designed, highly secure holding area, specifically engineered to neutralize the threat posed by Force users.

Reflecting on the resounding success of the operation, Director Elaine von Veritrax expressed her deep satisfaction with the efficacy demonstrated. Emphasizing that Imperial Intelligence would employ a diverse range of methods, encompassing approaches both conventional and unconventional, to ensure that adversaries of the Galactic Empire face the full force of justice whilst promising to develop and continue to expand the Intelligence organizations reach. Whilst the Empire arranges his execution the imprisonment of the Jedi would be overseen by the Inquisition who will continue the interrogations conducted on behalf of Imperial Intelligence, serving as an unequivocal warning to all those who dare to oppose the laws of the New Order.

Capture and Escape

The Galactic News never really gets it 100 percent right. The real story is as follows:

During a high-risk mission on Corulag, Glenn's team was ambushed by the Imperial Security Bureau. Betrayed by a double agent, [Natuski Natsu] Ghost was captured and transported to a black-site detention facility deep in the Inner Core on board the SSD Lusankya, a place meant for "special" prisoners. There, he was tortured by ISB interrogators and even questioned by Elaine von Veritrax, the Grand-Inquisitor, who sensed the lingering ember of the Force within him.

But Ghost had not survived the dunes of Tatooine and the battlefields of the Rebellion to die in a cell. Over many months, he observed, calculated, and waited. Then, using the Force in a desperate surge, he escaped. He left a trail of destruction behind him,

and a charred symbol scrawled into the wall—his only message:

The Empire listed him as killed during escape. Officially, Glenn Osmer died that day.

Editorial note: The SSD Ancalagon was the original name of the Super Star Destroyer. In the early months of captivity, the name was changed to SSD Lusankya to throw off rebel efforts to locate and rescue Col. Osmer.

Now the Fantom on the Fringe

In truth, Ghost lives—wandering the Outer Rim, aiding Rebel splinter groups, and sabotaging Imperial operations in silence. He trusts few and speaks even less. Though he no longer fights for the Alliance directly, he answers calls for help when others cannot. Entire outposts have vanished in the night, with only one sign left behind: a ghostly sigil scorched into durasteel. Some say he is a Force-wielding vigilante. Others believe he’s not real at all—just a myth to terrify stormtroopers and inspire hope in desperate cells.

But in dark corners of the galaxy, when the Empire tightens its grip, there’s a whisper:

“He’s out there. He never left. The Ghost still lives.”

The Galloping Ghost of the Galaxy's Coasts

Long after the Galactic news reported the escape of Col. Osmer, tales began to spread among spacers, smugglers, and freedom fighters of a mysterious figure known as The Galloping Ghost of the Galaxy's Coast. The story was tied to the Lusankya, the dreaded Super Star Destroyer that once served as Elaine von Veritrax's secret prison and stronghold. Many assumed all its prisoners and enemies were accounted for.

But there were whispers—whispers of one who had slipped away.

According to legend, this fugitive was a pilot, smuggler, or perhaps even a Jedi-in-hiding—no one could ever agree. They had been trapped within Lusankya’s shadow, tortured or hunted by the Empire, but in the chaos of battle they escaped into the void. Neither the New Republic nor the Imperial Remnant could ever track them down. Wherever tyranny rose, rumors would follow: the Ghost had struck again, harassing patrols, freeing captives, haunting those who thought themselves untouchable.

Around campfires on remote colonies, or huddled in the mess halls of drifting freighters, spacers began singing the song:

I am the galloping ghost of the galaxy’s coasts, Roaming to and fro, To no one I owe...

For the oppressed, it became a hymn of resistance. For pilots, a drinking song before long jumps into dangerous space. For storytellers, a ghost story of justice always out of reach.

Over time, the Galloping Ghost blurred into myth. Was it one pilot? A ship? A crew? Or simply a spirit of rebellion that could never be chained by empires or governments? None could say. But every time the song rose with crackling firelight and laughter, or in solemn remembrance of those lost in the war, the Ghost lived on—unseen, undefeated, always just beyond the next star

Hymn of Resistance:

I am the galloping ghost of the galaxy's coasts,
 Roaming to and fro,
  To no one I owe,
I am the galloping ghost of the galaxy's coasts,
 Look for me here,
  Look for me there,
   You won't find me anywhere,
I am the galloping ghost of the galaxy's coasts.

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