Gender: male
Species: Miralukan
Background: Citizen
Age: 18
Height: 1.7 meters (~5'8")
Weight: 150 lbs
Build: Compact
Aran is a serious, conscientous young padawan -- which would come as a great suprise to most of the people he has encountered in his short career, who would have thought he was an adrenaline-fueled swoop jockey.
Although raised among the Jedi Order, Aran's early life was not entirely cloistered, with the Masters overseeing his early training frequently exposing him to the wider galaxy. He practiced and studied scrupulously, with the Masters' only complaint being his verve when acting as their speeder driver.
Grounding him in the world proved prescient, as the pressures of the war pushed more Jedi in to service, sooner. Although they hoped to spare him from front line combat, they decided his character meant they could trust him out of their sight, doing detached duty on postings that, during peacetime, would recieve the attention of a full Knight. He was chosen to help keep an eye on the criminal underworld. Aran proved enthusiastic for the task -- or, as his Masters would come to conclude, overenthusiastic, as his official mandate of observation was extended in to a complicated undercover sting operation involving a swoop-racing and thievery ring.
Suitably chastened on debriefing with the order, Aran spent some time in contemplation in the temple. He definitely did not spend any of it craving adventure or excitement. And he accepted it with serenity, and was not secretly thrilled, when his Masters chose to send him to Bankor, where they hope the seriousness of the cause and the military rank structure will season him in to the formidable and orthodox Jedi they saw in him as a youngling.
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Aran is compact and youthful, with a calm face and monastic air that breaks in to a grin under the force of his native enthusiasm only in moments of intense action. He is perfectly comfortable in either street clothes or Jedi robes, and tends to fade in to the background in either. He keeps his head shaved, and in any garb usually wears some unremarkable manner of hood, goggles, veil, or other covering where his eyes would be if he were human. On Bankor, he defaults to the one keepsake he still has of his cover identity in the swoop gang -- a pair of mirrored sun-shades, which he quite likes and did not tell the Masters at the temple about. Except when he specifically intends it to be seen, he does not carry his lightsaber openly.
Hooks:
- Would the Masters tell you to keep an eye on a padawan (or vice versa)?
- Would you have been around the Jedi temple? Maybe you met during his training.
- Would you have been around an underground swoop ring? Maybe you met when he was undercover.
- Do you have a flashy vehicle? Maybe you caught him staring.
- Do you have a need... for speed? Maybe he saw you punching it, and looked for the hot-shot pilot.