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- H I S T O R Y
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Serenno's prodigal son fled the confines of his family's name at a young age. Leaving the comforts of lower royalty behind he willingly embraced the seedy playgrounds of The Smuggler's Moon. With what funds he was able to con out of his parents, Jacen became a local prodigy on the swoop track. Every chit he received went into his swoop and soon enough his abilities caught the attention of The Five Syndicates. With his family firmly cutting ties as his betrayal came to light, the swoop star decided to throw his lot in with his new friends.
Over a hand full of years, Jacen was able to prove himself as a pilot completing a handful of successful smuggling operations while also competing in swoop races across the sector. His racing career began to take a backseat to any smuggling opportunity that came his way. The thrill of a Smuggler's Run quickly overtook the now mundane adrenalin dump of a swoop race and the young man from Serenno found himself enamored with the high flying life of a Smuggler.
Since the age of eighteen, he's been running jobs with the syndicate and with the credits made Jacen is finally in the position to start running his own smuggling operations. Now, he just needs to vet the veritable plethora of miscreants looking to make a name for themselves within The Five Syndicates. - P E R S O N A L I T Y + A P P E R A N C E
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Jacen Cordro was born the youngest son of Jocko Cordro the Duke of a small portion of land miles from Serenno's capital. Even with the dukedom's meager power in the grand scope of universal politics, or planetary for that matter, Jocko managed to maintain a hubris akin to the Count of Serenno. This self-importance bled onto his elder sons leading them into a fierce rivalry. Jace and Jack grew to hate one another, only staying their feud to take out accessory stresses upon Jacen. His toxic relationship with his father and brothers drove him into his mother's arms, and she loved them for it.
Rhea Cordro was born into poverty and clawed her way out of the mire and into the position of Duchess; however, her experience did not bring mercy to her rule. Rhea held an uncommon disdain for the disenfranchised and her hatred only sharpened the bumptious personalities of her sons. The Duchess held an uncommon ability to victimize her self at the drop of a chit. Turning any argument against her into a personal attack. She is a master of manipulation and her cunning knows no bounds. The only chink in her armor is her favoritism for her youngest son.
Despite the rampant toxicity of his upbringing, Jacen remained mostly affable. His nieve perception of life was based around justifying his family's actions. Key phrases like, "My brothers are just toughening me up...", "Father expects more from me...", "Mother just wants me to know my worth..." filled the void in his darkest moments. As he grew up his affability was traded for angst, and his naivety was replaced by the mind of a jaded cynic.
Few lessons in life can be learned without failure. When he was fifteen Jacen fell in love with a young woman from the capital. As new love often is, their connection was blaster bolt hot and the two quickly fell head over heels for one another. Jacen was able to keep their relationship a secret from his family for two months, but eventually, prying eyes gave way to lips loosened by the glint of coin. Word got back to his brothers who delighted in alerting his parents. Through a series of increasingly dramatic events, Jacen lost the first love of his life to the selfishness of his mother, the hubris of his father, and the cruelty of his brothers. Sobered by their betrayal Jacen swallowed his pain and learned from his mistake.
Jacen's life became clear. He wasn't apart of a family. He was trapped in his own personal hell and he'd never be free until he was free of them, and with their own actions, they made the first step that much easier. One year later, he was landing on Nar Shadda and entering his first swoop race. His personality forever changed, the affable young man replaced by a driven man with nothing to lose.
Jacen Cordro carries an air of importance that can only belong to a former royal. His appearance exemplifies this aura by being exactly what one would expect. By human standards, he is classically handsome. He was blessed with a square jaw, high cheekbones, cerulean eyes, and wavy brown locks that he keeps perfectly unkempt. However, to assume he's all looks would be a grave mistake. His time on Nar Shadda has hardened any softness he held from his youth. His affiliation with the Five Syndicates has given him a ruggedness that lies just beneath his attractive features.
The Scoundrel's body is lean and well-muscled. He's no commando or Jedi knight, but he considers himself a professional and trains daily to maintain some form of physical acuity. Pragmatism lies at the heart of his choices the majority of his workout routine is based on calisthenics and Corellian boxing. He sports a pair of shoulder boulders and a six-pack, both of which he isn't afraid to show off.
Cordro has always been stylish. His years as his mother's favorite led to plenty of time discussing the finer points of fashion and other topics his brothers deemed unworthy of their time. However, early on he realized the importance of fashion in the upper echelons of society and made sure to pay attention when his mother spoke. Jacen can frequently be found in pragmatic outerwear accented by bold patterns and loud colors underneath. The Scoundrel is acutely aware of his looks and the perception they establish and Jacen leans into it. He plays the part of an ignorant swoop racer when gauging situations and wears his charismatic smile like an opulent veneer. Of course, he didn't escape without his family's arrogance. His decision to wear bright clothing is a warning, not an invitation. Nature's most poisonous creatures warn those of their existence, Jacen relates to that. He's not saying "C'mere" he's saying, "I'm warning you."
- A S S E T S
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Lodging:
Smuggler's Moon Apartment
Transportation:
The Prodigal Son, YT-2400 Light Freighter, Interior: [1] [2] [3]
---Yellow Box Emergency Vessel Repair Kit
---ETC.
The Wax Wing, Skyblade 330 Swoop Bike
Armor:
Blast Vest
Weapons:
DL-18
---x2 power packs
DL-17
---x2 power packs
Droids:
4UM-Series Piloting Droid, Fourum
Misc:
C1 Personal Comlink
Personav
DTX 1977 Infomaster Datapad
Utility Belt
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Hello There -- @Phoenix @Malon -- Making A Name -- Ongoing
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