Zandro Savric Erinos
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It all started when I was 19. That’s the time when my life turned upside down and I made the decision that would change my life forever. I don’t think anyone could see it coming, I know I couldn’t. If I could, maybe I wouldn’t be here now, who knows?
I was a telbun. On Kuat if you are a smart middle class kid, chances are you’ll be taken on by one of the top families as a telbun for one of their daughters. It happened to me and I did something which we telbuns are told never to do. I fell in love with my mistress. We grew closer, and that only made what happened next even harder to bear. On transit to Coruscant to have a final visit to several museums on the city-planet, we were ambushed on our way there as we travelled on a large cruise liner. I later found out that the main Kuat family had seen my masters as a threat to their rule and had arranged for the whole family to be killed. My mistress was killed before my eyes by some pirates who then took her body and escaped the ship. I was unable to stop them and the sight of her being shot and falling to the floor will live with me forever. I think it’s that which gives me my mindless courage to do anything. I don’t know for certain, all I know is that when that day came I knew I had to do something to stop prejudice and deceit like that. The only place I could do that was here in the Rebel Squadrons, and so I began to train as a pilot. I dared not go back to Kuat for fear of my life, and the only news I have of my family is that my younger brother has recently joined the Empire. One day I will save him from himself, but that day is not yet. Anyway, that’s another story for another time. I wanted to earn some money so I joined a shipping firm for a year or so before moving into smuggling. Smuggling was exhilarating, but I knew it was just a stepping stone and so I managed to avoid getting too caught up in the moment, and soon I decided that I was skilled enough to make a move into this organisation. I shipped out to one of the feeder planets and entered the academy, and then I ended up here. I know I may seem very gloomy sometimes, but I think everyone is used to reverting to old memories, and many of the ones I seem to recall are often bad. I try to be cheerful and try to hide my feelings by being very out-going, loud and joking all of the time, but beneath my apparently confident exterior lies a person who is used to pain, and uses confidence as a shield. The Rebel Squadrons is the only chance I see of ridding the galaxy of the scum who stole my life from me, and I will do everything in my power to see them triumphant.
To be continued...
