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01-"Zeb, Zebulun Zephyr”
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Name: Zebulun Zephyr
Home World: Onderon
Age: 32
Species: Human
Class: Agent
Faction: Republic Loyalists
Backstory:
My name's Zebulun, Zebulun Zephyr. People called me Zeb. The Separatists were here, In saw how they killed my parents. One hero saved me from the clankers--Saw Gerrera. Later, I joined him in war with the Separatists. We were outnumbered.
When there seemed to be no hope at all, the Republic reached out to us. They sent Jedi and clones. The Jedi, who were not the usual soldiers that we had ever met. were surprisingly peaceful. Eventually, Rash was dead, Onderon was freed. Then, we joined the Republic.
Nonetheless, the peace which we had been fighting for was not long-lasting. The righteous Republic reformed into the First Galactic Empire. I witnessed a horrifying moment: a Jedi was killed by the clones, their companions. After a week of the new imperial rule, I received a message from Saw, ‘Stand up my Onderonian friends! This is not our home.’ Now, I’m an agent loyal to Saw…no…to my Onderon.
I set off to an abandoned CIS outpost to see if there’s any useful data. I was looking through the window, was looking for a beautiful Onderon……
01-"Zeb, Zebulun Zephyr”
Dark Times RPG Sig-fig
Name: Zebulun Zephyr
Home World: Onderon
Age: 32
Species: Human
Class: Agent
Faction: Republic Loyalists
Backstory:
My name's Zebulun, Zebulun Zephyr. People called me Zeb. The Separatists were here, In saw how they killed my parents. One hero saved me from the clankers--Saw Gerrera. Later, I joined him in war with the Separatists. We were outnumbered.
When there seemed to be no hope at all, the Republic reached out to us. They sent Jedi and clones. The Jedi, who were not the usual soldiers that we had ever met. were surprisingly peaceful. Eventually, Rash was dead, Onderon was freed. Then, we joined the Republic.
Nonetheless, the peace which we had been fighting for was not long-lasting. The righteous Republic reformed into the First Galactic Empire. I witnessed a horrifying moment: a Jedi was killed by the clones, their companions. After a week of the new imperial rule, I received a message from Saw, ‘Stand up my Onderonian friends! This is not our home.’ Now, I’m an agent loyal to Saw…no…to my Onderon.
I set off to an abandoned CIS outpost to see if there’s any useful data. I was looking through the window, was looking for a beautiful Onderon……