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Kas Anace
AGE
► 16
SPECIES
► Human - Coruscanti
HEIGHT
► 6ft 2
WEIGHT
► 189 lbs
EYE COLOR
► Coffee Brown
HAIR COLOR
► Deep Brown
HOMEWORLD
► Coruscant
GENDER
► Male
FACTION
► None
RANK
► Survivor
FORCE SENSITIVITY
► Yes but unknown
BIOGRAPHY
A happy boy for the first years of his life, growing up near Little Green Courscanti, in the Dellarian Heights. Coruscant was a wonder to Kas. Everything was lights, life, and adventure. His family were close, they all lived nearby and in this once bustling metropolis, they made their home. Living nearby in close communities, brought a sense of belonging in a world it was very easy to get lost in. Over the years as the children got older, the parents wanted to raise them somewhere more down to earth, in a healthier natural environment, so they and a neighboring family booked a freighter stacked with the goods they would need to start a new life.
On that day, their entire world changed.
What do you call it when legions of Sith abominations kill everyone you’ve ever known or loved? When you watch everything you know slowly torn limb by limb, hearing their screams from outside your metal walls, powerless to do anything. When your entire family is living in a freighter for longer than you can remember, clinging to life until the food and water cargo runs dry.
That is Kas’s life. All he’s known since he was a kid. A metal box of a freighter they dare not open. A Jedi telling them that this level of Coruscant has a force nexus on it, and that confuses the killers outside. Anything landing in your area is savaged and ripped to shreds, so rescue is impossible, but the levels you are on give you cover. Forty people in a metal box, all sick of the sight of each other. Thankfully the freighter had been carrying food and water, for their entire family to make a new home, on the day this was being moved it was slashed, cut, and mauled out of the air, crashing into a lower Coruscant level.
To think the lower levels used to be more dangerous, but at least the creatures down here fight the abominations, the gangs and the mutants gave them hell too. All that only lasts so long, even the dangers of the lower levels, their guns, voices, and roars are falling silent to the everlasting Sith horde of terrors above.
I turned sixteen today, I got an extra blanket to sleep with, and I gave it to my youngest sister who is looking pale. This may be our final few days as our supplies are running low, we are deciding to move outside, even knowing the risks that will bring. If I die first let my family know I died bravely, facing the defiled ones head on. Entry Ended.
Equipment
+Sharp Metal Shard
+Sheet of Metal
+Blanket
