Luther Karn

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Luther Karn
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NAME: Luther Karn
AGE: 33
SPECIES: Human

FACTION: GAR
RANK: Trooper

HEIGHT: 5"11
WEIGHT: 179lbs
HAIR COLOR: Black
EYE COLOR: Hazel

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Luther Karn was born to the troubled and dangerous world of Onderon. His mother worked a stall in the market district most days while his father often spent his outside the walls of their home city. From an early age he showed signs of an adventurous spirit, often seen scampering around the maze like streets or clambering up particularly high with his friends. Once they grew old and strong enough to reach the peak of some of the taller buildings, he would spend hours staring out to the vast, untamed jungle that stretched to the horizon beyond the walls.


As he grew, so did his wanderlust. The walled city he was raised in felt cramped, crowded. When he could he would join his father outside the walls, hunting Tee-Mus and Dalgo for exportation and domestication. The jungles of Onderon were a hostile place for any who tread there, but Luther paid close attention to his father and his companions. Often they would find themselves camping overnight in the Outlying Reaches as his father would sip ale and tell stories of beasts the size of landspeeders and creatures that fed off your very life through the force. Luther would always listen and be kept awake at night by thoughts of coming face to face with these beasts on far flung worlds. Other times he would lay there and listen to the jungle around him, naming each noise in his head before drifting off.


Conscripted on his eighteenth birthday, Luther spent the next few years of his life serving in the Onderon military. His adaptability and keen senses were quickly apparent to his superiors who swiftly moved him from guard duty within the city to scouting the Outlying regions for smuggler and pirate bases. He and his section field record was exemplary, having a direct hand in shutting down dozens of poaching and smuggling rings within the jungles. Often Luther would deploy ahead of his section and wait days at the site, collecting and collating information before joining in the strike. He loved his work utterly, coming home to share his exploits with his now retired father.


As the years ticked by, he earned quite the reputation for himself among the criminal classes. Shutting down so many lucrative operations had its price, and it was steep. After spending days at a particularly high-activity site logging and relating all movements back to his section, it was time to strike. Meeting back with his section, they quickly briefed and headed into action. Luther was to take up overwatch position and provide sniper cover while the rest of the team moved in using one of the less travelled paths. Bendarik was his spotter, a friend from his youth who signed up at the same time. All went according to plan as the section made contact with the patrols, Luther and Ben picking off heavy weapons and sentries from a nearby ridge. As the section advanced into the makeshift compound, they met more and more resistance. Quickly things went sour, two members being lost to a mine as another dropped to incoming fire. Luther and Ben watched through their scopes, tracking the section and doing what they could, but it was too late. Three more fell in quick succession as they were swarmed from all sides. Ben rushed back to their hidden speeder bike, hoping to get a signal back to command in time, but it was too late. Luther watched through the scope as the remnants of his section were dragged inside and beaten. Positioned before a reinforced viewport that gave Luther clear vision, they were executed.


Sick to his stomach, Luther quickly scrambled from his hide knowing full well that his presence was known. Slipping back to the bikes, he was greeted with the site of his friend lying face first to the ground, blaster burns running the length of his back. The bike was destroyed, a wreckage being picked over by the smugglers. Slipping back to the jungle, Luther felt both fear and hatred deep within his soul. He knew he had to get back to command alive, to tell the tale of his sections sacrifice so the full might of the military would be brought down upon those who committed these crimes. Slipping back to the jungle, he relied on his wits and lessons his father taught him on the perilous five-day journey homewards. Each day could be his last as the very jungle he walked fought his presence, throwing creatures and obstacles in his way at every turn. When he finally made it to the gates of the city, he was a changed man.


Having filed his report and watched the command ship more troops out to destroy the camp, Luther recovered from his trials. Where once he made friends, he now struggled. At the back of his mind a constant reel of images played, showing his sections executions over and over. As he grew more and more distant, he sought to free himself from Onderon. Bartering passage on an outgoing freighter, he left his world behind.

Slipping from world to world finding work when and where he could, Luther had lost himself to the galaxy. While he served as part of the Onderon military, he felt he had purpose and direction whereas now he was simply another face in a crowd. After a particularly long stay on one planet, he found himself staring at a recruitment poster for the Grand Army of the Republic. He marched instantly towards the recruitment office, signing up without a second thought. He may have lost all he had, but to have a purpose once more was all he wanted now. Transferred and trained within the Republic, he once more made his particular skills noticeable to those in command. With a little nudge, he applied for transfer to the Special Forces branch, hoping that he could do some good once more. Hell, a little luck and he might make some new friends, but even after all the years the images of Onderon still lurked in the recesses of his mind.


Notable Equipment

Sentinel-series Body Armor - Used when on combat operation
CZ-34 "Dewback" Armour - Used when in dangerous environments, will specify when used.

R-8R "Raider" Battle Rifle - Modified for maximum range with addition of a 2x/6x Optic Sight
3 Additional Standard capacity powerpacks.

2x RXA-310 "Thunderbuster" Pistol - One strapped to each thigh
4 Additional Standard capacity powerpacks

2x MZ-99 "Smackdown" Grenades

Machete and 6-inch Vibroblade - Machete strapped to his back. Vibroblade sheathed on his chest.

Equinox-type Speeder Bike - Coloured black



 
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