Alexander Troyu

[Aluminum Falcon]

NAME: Alexander Troyu
FACTION: The Black Sun Syndicate
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SPECIES: Human
AGE: 29
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6 foot 0 inches
WEIGHT: 220
EYES: Green
HAIR: Brown

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EQUIPMENT:
Orange Inmate Jumpsuit
Holdout Blaster Pistol
Binder Cuffs

SHIP:
Civilian Transport Shuttle

HISTORY​

The crime ridden under city that is the lower levels of Coruscant has been a stain on the aspirations of the affluent citizens for centuries. These citizens have raised their towers to the sky in an effort to forget their lessors, but some are never lucky enough to escape the squalor and lawlessness of Coruscant’s oldest sectors. Those without credits or other mean to buy themselves away from the lower levels must fend for themselves. Inmate Troyu, a previous resident of Coruscant’s under city, was one of these stranded souls. He, however, was spared the fate that had befallen him.

After a childhood of living alone and helpless with his older sister Maya, Troyu found the only home he would ever know. He was adopted by a member of the Black Sun Syndicate; a criminal yes, but a criminal with a conscience. Avar Troyu was the man that had adopted Alexander, after murdering his older sister over a protection debt owed to the Sun. Avar had just started with the Syndicate, and the murder of Alexander’s sister was his first assigned duty. As such, the weight of guilt he felt resulted in his adoption of Alexander. This guilt had no effect on his chosen affiliation or career, and Avar would jest later that he should have just left the child Alexander alone to die.

Alexander was raised within the Syndicate, it was all he knew, and it was all he learned. Avar gained experience as the years aged, and as Alexander aged with him, everything he knew he taught to his adopted Sun. Alexander was educated into a professional criminal. Eventually Avar and Alexander separated as Alexander came of age. Alexander began to strike out on his own to aid the Syndicate, and with each passing year he spoke less and less with his adopted father.

The day finally came when Alexander was issued a special task from the Syndicate: eliminate Avar Troyu. His adopted father’s ambition had overtaken him, and he had begun pushing for power and scraping from the bottom of the Syndicate’s profits. Alexander jumped at the opportunity. The knowledge and streetwise he had gained from his adopted father had never been enough to wipe away the crime he had committed so long ago. Alexander lured his father to a high level cantina, somewhere Avar would never believe anyone would risk any sort of violence, deceiving him into believing he wished to meet and catch up after so many years of detachment. Avar entered a completely bustling cantina, with Alexander sitting at the bar on a stool. Avar approached and sat next to him.

“Hello my son, how has crime and villainy served you these last few years?”, he said jokingly.

Alexander sipped his glass, not answering as Avar sat down. Without a word in response, Alexander set his glass down, slipped a vibrodagger down his sleeve and into his hand, and shoved it into Avar’s gut.

“For Maya…” whispered Alexander into Avar’s ear, his rage shaking his entire body, “Only the foolish forgive.”

As Avar lay on the floor choking in his own blood, Alexander dragged him outside, and to the edge of the pedestrian platform on the street. Avar still breathing, was thrown over the side, and was struck by several airspeeders zooming to and fro in the Coruscant sky, before disappearing in the mist some thousands of feet below. Security forces arrived almost immediately, and attempted to apprehend Alexander. After a standoff lasting several hours and the killing of 3 members of the CSF, Alexander was captured alive, and charged with 4 counts of murder. He was sent to Kessel to serve out 4 consecutive life sentences.

After hearing the call for the assembly of members loyal to The Black Sun, Troyu assured his exit from his prison facility was arranged.











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Detective Stroud,

I have attached the document you requested to assist in your investigation. This letter was found on the bunk of escaped inmate Troyu shortly after his escape from the Kessel facility.


CSF EVIDENCE FILE #83923

I will not make this a dreary tale concerning my upbringing or the tragic story of the misfortunes that those on true Coruscant face daily. While these factors are exactly what contributed to my current character, their specific details are of little importance. What matters presently is the man I have become, and the new dawn that I will forge for myself, and for those that are like me. Through my time as a citizen on the previously proud planet of Coruscant, and my unrightfully imprisonment on the slave world of Kessel, I have learned that very few individuals in the galaxy are free. This may sound to be absolute nonsense, but I assure you it is not. Even the recently collapsed “government” of the Galactic Alliance never truly allowed its citizens to be freed. If you disagree, I need only direct your attention to the atrocities that are secreted away or ignored on many worlds: Coruscant, Nar Shadaa, Kessel, and Correllia. Citizens on these planets shared no equal or fair distribution of rights, not at all.

It is not necessary for me to explain and outline why this was so, the very fact that I be required to explain is evidence of the ignorance and apathy currently present. Nor is it necessary to discredit the other limitless governmental bodies that attempt to place a leash on their largest potions of citizenship. Admittedly, if a scale must have been created, the oppression maintained by the Galactic Alliance would have been decribed as most free. Why then, would it be necessary to outline others?

At my realization of this troubling fact, I began to examine how true freedom could be obtained. My conclusion may be quite a surprise, considering I have just used a vast citizenship as my example to wrongfulness. My conclusion however, is that true freedom can only be achieved by concentrating on complete and pure self-preservation and advancement. This must ideally be combined with a will to associate with those who share the same belief. This positive selfishness must surface in a form of anarchy; a complete and utter disregard for any regulation established by a limiting governmental body, and the consequences that such violations would hold. Only through these measures will anyone ever truly be free.

And so, I encourage you all, my brothers and my sisters, to join me. Break free from your chains, the chains of your masters, the wealthy, and the powerful that have trapped you all. Embrace the power of the Black Sun. How I wish I had more time to further educate and move you all to freedom. However, the time has come for me to seize my own.

Alexander Troyu

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