Valnir began his early life in the throngs of imperial society. His father, a mercenary, had given him to the Empire for his quick wit and skills commanding a presence in his studies. Valnir quickly rose through the imperial ranks, becoming close friends with two human officers. Shelari, was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on; and her husband Ralm was steadfast as he was loyal. Together with both of them Valnir served the empire for many years, rooting out rebellion and bringing to justice those enemies of the empire. One day though Valnir was faced with a choice...

It was supposed to be another routine sting, the Stormtroopers were ready Ralm at the lead. They had heard talk of a rebel holdout and would try and catch them unaware.

"Not too bad a day is it Val?" Ralm spoke.

"No, but less chit chat now, we can save it for after."

"Hah, always so direct, don't worry once we root out these rebels we will get you their leader and you can go about your work making 'em talk!" Ralm said before issuing orders to breach the door.

The troopers went in and blasted through the door, bolts began flying everywhere. Within seconds many on both sides were downed, but the glorious empire would win this day...or so Valnir thought.

The fight was intense but 10 minutes in the day was won, the few troopers left secured the last few rebel scum. But what Valnir saw when he entered broke his heart, there among the rebels was Shelari. Ralm a steadfast loyal solider got to work, he smacked his wife to the ground spitting at her..."rebel scum..." Valnir though, he thought why, how could this happen, why would she do this, there must be a reason.

"Valnir..." Ralm spoke... "start your work, take care of this...rebel and do whatever you need to." For her part Shelari did not speak, rather, head down she seemed resigned to her fate; knowing what would await her at Valnir's hands. But he was not Ralm and this provided opportunity. Thinking quick, or perhaps not at all, Valnir moved closer to his friend, his steadfast imperial friend. "I'm so sorry Ralm." Valnir spoke as the dagger slipped across his friend's throat, his friends eyes wide. Shelari looked up in horror, but before much else was said, the remaining few Stormtroopers were dead.

Silence filled the air. "Why?" She spoke. Hunched over her now deceased husbands body..."Why Val...I had accepted what I've done." Valnir looked at her, a woman he had wanted for a long time, and now he felt nothing but emptiness..."I...I've loved you for so long...I know it was overkill, too much but I did not want to lose you, to have to see you under my questioning."

"We need to leave, commander...before others come." A trooper stated. "Yes...let's move out, take what we can burn the rest." Shelari said. "Val...you won't be welcomed back into the empire, they will see your hand here. The choice is yours, come with me and prove yourself to the rebellion or die at the hands of the empire."

"What about us...will you hate me now?" Valnir spoke. "I don't know, but what I do is that we are friends, and you saved my life so I owe you an out, I know you will work hard to prove yourself, even if you come with me....."

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That was five years ago. Since joining this rebellion Valnir has proven himself useful and loyal to the cause, inciting those when needed, inspiring some on the field and proving efficient at finding those loyal to an empire he was now at war with. Shelari had passed a few back, Valnir never knowing if he received the forgiveness he wanted but he would continue on for the rebellion in her memory. He would find any of the last vestiges of the empire and root them out.

Loves: Interesting Objects (usually antiques)
Likes: Sleeping and alcohol
Dislikes: Pretentious senators
Hates: Small Spaces.
Languages: Fluent in both Nagaian and Basic

Belief: Order
Connections: Political

Intelligence: +26 (Lifetime)

6' Tall
White skin (like many Nagai)
Male
Brown eyes/Hair