Thomas Ramses
The Outkasted
I was born on the planet of Haruun Kal. I lived in a small Ghosh, were livestock was the currency of the realm. The place stank. Dangerous predators, rival villages, and disease killed off my people. I tried to rally them, but they shunned me, wanting to keep a quiet life like our forefathers. I was born Ezechiel, but the galaxy knows me as Thomas Ramses.The Outkasted
Life was hard for me in the tribe. I worked with the livestock at a young age with my mother, and when I reached my pre-teen years, I hunted with my father. I received no academic education, only survival and living education. I couldn't read or write, as I cannot to this day. I lived in a small two room house, where one room was our kitchen, bedroom, and living room, and the other room was the bathroom.
One day in my early teens, outlanders, or spacers as they called themselves, visited our village. Since we were poor and had no hard currency, no one in our village had ever left the planet. Seeing outlanders was a big experience for us, and we were excited, yet frightened. Some of them were Human like us, but they were also aliens which identified themselves as Duros. They came to trade with us. We received outlander goods for animal meats and furs indigenous to Haruun Kal.
Before they left, I sneaked onboard their ship, and hid inside a compartment of fruit. I ate the fruit as the compartment shook, I assumed we were moving. After a few hours, I could feel the compartment was being moved off ship. I opened it, and found myself in a dark warehouse. I made my way outside and was awed by a metropolis of skyscrapers and spacecraft. On the streets, beings of every kind mingled and talked and bartered.
I talked to a merchant who told me I was on Coruscant, the center of the Galactic Republic. I then bumped into a man whom was a spacer and needed crewmen for his merchant ship. I agreed and then saw the more of the galaxy and its inhabitants. But it wasn't long before I came across the people of the Alsakan Union. They seemed very religious to their faith, the Church of the Jintu. After having their scriptures read to me by a Jintu priest, I fell in love with the faith and felt pushed toward it.
I joined the church, and the Alsakan Union. Any government that could be made off a faith that powerful must be the right people. I enlisted into their military, and went back to Haruun Kal, located my Ghosh, to tell my family of my exploits and new found faith and government. They outkasted me, and told me to never come back. I vowed I would return regardless.
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