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Imperial Navy Pilot Record
Lieutenant Rob Rowan (#4009)
Name: Bob-Fett
Rank: Lieutenant
Current Assignment: Reserves
Scandoc Transmission Code: rowan_rob@hotmail.com
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Date of Birth: Unknown
Place of Birth: Unknown
Marital Status: Single
Family: Wife and son; Deceased
Social Status: Destitute
Quote: "Ouch, Quit It"
Significant Events of Childhood and Adolescence: Unknown.
Significant Events of Adulthood: Unknown.
Alignment and Attitude: Unknown.
Former Occupations: Unknown.
Hobbies: Unknown.
Tragedies: My story is a short one, as a large portion of my life I am unable to remember. But the persons responsible for my memory loss were kind
enough to let me remember the reason why I can't remember my past. The farthest back I can remember is about four months from the day I write this. But what I remember is something that I wish I could forget.
I was part of a Dark Jedi faction, such as the Dark Brotherhood, and was quite high ranking, but for some reason (I can not remember) I was
disgraced and charged with Treason. I fought the charges, but in the end the High Council found me guilty despite my best efforts. Although the
punishment for treason was death, due to my past history in the faction I was spared. But as it turned out Death would have been a far more humane
punishment.
I was taken to an unknown planet where I was tortured for days without mercy. Due to my career choice and the dangers that came along with it I had placed my wife and child on a hidden planet that only few close friends knew
the location of, but apparently I had one less close friend than I thought, as my wife and child were brought before me so I could watch them die while I could do nothing to save them.
After seeing my family slain before me I lost all my Dark Jedi powers that I had acquired the knowledge of in my years. I went into a semi-coma
and that is when the Dark Jedi Masters had won.
When I awoke my mind had been wiped clean of all my past before my torture. I couldn't remember my name, where I was from, what I had accomplished
in my life, or where I had been. All I could remember was that I was being punished for treason, that I was once a Dark Jedi, and that the two bodies laying in front of me used to be my family.
The torture had taken its toll on my body also. I had been disfigured beyond belief, my body had swelled up from all the cuts and bruises. And
my face was unbarable to look at, so much the Dark Jedi Masters force binded a mask to my face never to be removed.
So after two weeks of receiving my punishment I awoke half naked in an alley on Nar Shaada. And this is where I began my new life looking for a way to start my new life all over again.
Phobias and Allergies: Unknown.
Personal View of the Empire and EH: Unknown.
Reason for enlisting in the EH: None.
Other Comments: None.
ID Line: LT Bob-Fett/Reserves
Submitted: 1/9/2001 8:01:00 PM
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