http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/api.php?action=feedcontributions&feedformat=atom&user=RS+Gunsmoke Rebel Squadrons Wiki - User contributions [en] 2026-05-25T00:35:00Z User contributions MediaWiki 1.43.1 http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Academy&diff=25316 Academy 2016-01-13T01:04:01Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Command Staff */</p> <hr /> <div>{{eras|to}}<br /> ==The Rebel Squadrons Academy (RSA)==<br /> <br /> * The Academy is the first stop for new RS members to get familiar with the RS and have the basic knowledge necessary to participate in the RS activities they are interested in.<br /> * The Academy will provide post-graduate training to improve the skills of RS members.<br /> <br /> ===Command Staff===<br /> * Academy Command Staff:<br /> ** Commanding Officer: ADM [[Cyrel Vandroth]]<br /> ** Executive Officer: CMDR [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> ** Second Officer: BGN [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> * [[Flight School]]<br /> ** Flight School CO: LCL [[Tá'Ré Djo]]<br /> ** Flight School XO: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]] <br /> * [[Mission Building Academy]]<br /> ** Mission Building Training Department CO: ADM [[David &quot;Heavy&quot; Pasiechnyk]]<br /> ** Mission Building Training Department XO: TBA<br /> * [[New Members Section]]<br /> ** New Members Section CO: LCL [[Tá'Ré Djo]]<br /> ** New Members Section XO: GEN [[Damon Lightwind]]<br /> * [[Multiplayer Games Training Department]]<br /> ** Multiplayer Games Training Department CO: TBA<br /> ** Multiplayer Games Training Department XO: TBA<br /> *[[Writing Department (Zealot)]]<br /> ** Writing Department (Zealot) CO: VA [[Danny &quot;David Lee Japan&quot; Qatar]]<br /> ** Writing Department (Zealot) XO: COL [[Nicolai Ginofev]]<br /> *[[Simming Wing]]<br /> ** Simming Wing CO: MGN [[Eric Skrevski]]<br /> ** Simming Wing XO: COL [[Nicolai Ginofev]]<br /> <br /> The complete Academy staff list can be found [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/roster/fleet?id=10 here].<br /> <br /> ===Code Of Conduct===<br /> <br /> =====Instructors=====<br /> <br /> The Instructors are here to help the new Cadets first and foremost, but are also here to assist the CO of the Academy, since the CO can't do everything by himself/herself. They are to be in constant contact with the Cadets under their designated divisions, as well as reporting to the CO to ensure that nobody is being left unattended. Emails should be sent out to Cadets by their primary instructor WEEKLY, preferably on a Sunday or Monday. The CO of the Academy will send out bi-weekly emails to the Academy as s/he sees fit, on Fridays or Saturdays.<br /> <br /> When discussing matters of the Academy, through email or other chat client, both the CO AND the instructors will act professionally and civilly to each other. If the instructors can not, or simply refuse to act accordingly, they will be issued a warning. After 2 warnings, they will be removed from their position on the third offense.<br /> <br /> There will be bi-weekly progress reports by email on the 1st and 16th of every month for everyone who has a Cadet under their supervision, even if it just a message to say that progress is slow moving. Failure to report-in 3 times, will result in the removal of the instructor, unless previous notification is given.<br /> <br /> <br /> =====Cadets=====<br /> <br /> The Cadets are here to learn how we do things. You may do this at your leisure, however, you still need to check in once in a while. You need to send an email to your PI once a week, even if it is just &quot;I'm alive; I've been busy.&quot; No communication for two weeks in a row from a BP Cadet will result in marking the Cadet as AWOL and the placement of the Cadet on the &quot;Dispositional&quot; list, where they will have one more week to restore contact before being removed from the Academy entirely and being marked as &quot;Reserve&quot;. <br /> <br /> At the completion of your BP (or at the majority of completion), you will be sent a 6 question survey to fill out. This should take about 2 minutes, at most. The only person this will be emailed to and read by is the CO of the Academy and potentially the Fleet Commander. The purpose is to let us know if we were helpful to you and what we can potentially improve.<br /> <br /> ===Structure===<br /> The Academy is separated into ''Training Departments'' which are supervised by the Academy Command Staff. The Academy Command Staff is led by the Training Officer/Academy Commanding Officer.<br /> ''Training Departments'' will host post-graduate courses for their field of activity. A Training Department is supervised by the Commanding Officer/Command Staff of each respective department. The Training Department instructors will be in charge of leading and evaluating 'students' in the course(s) the instructor will be teaching.<br /> <br /> ===Field of Activity===<br /> The basic element in the Academy are courses. The FoA of these courses could be split up into:<br /> <br /> *RS general basic training<br /> *Game specific training - basic/advanced<br /> *RS general advanced training<br /> *RS specific advanced training<br /> <br /> ==Courses==<br /> '''Academy courses''' are designed to teach you something new, or let you demonstrate your proficiency if you already know the material. &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> A list of currently available courses can be found at [[Academy courses]]. &lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> ==Training Departments (TDs)==<br /> The name &quot;Training Department&quot; will be used to indicate that we are talking about the wings of the Academy.<br /> <br /> ==Beginner's Path (BP)==<br /> The [[Beginner's Path]] serves as first to-do thing in the RS for new members. It gives an idea of the features a RS member can use on RS.org and makes it possible for a new member to earn their 1st promotion quickly.&lt;br /&gt;<br /> Once a new member joins the RS s/he will be placed into the New Member's Section, contacted and supervised by one of the Primary Instructors. <br /> <br /> ===Primary Instructors===<br /> Primary Instructors will assist new RS members to achieve the 2LT promotion through the BP. Primary Instructors should be dedicated and informed RS members with knowledge of (or willing to learn) what is going on in the various RS units, and the ability to respond to e-mails within 24 hours. Due to the nature of this position, it will be expected that a Primary Instructor marks himself/herself LOA if s/he is going to be offline for more than 48 hours. Futhermore, a Primary Instructor will be expected to have a presence on IRC and/or Xfire as much as RL permits in order to respond to new members questions.<br /> <br /> ==Fictional Background==<br /> The Academy is located on the planet of [[Tarsonis]] in the [[Greeop system]]. The location should provide a variety of plot lines/background to introduce new members' characters fictionally into the RS. &lt;br /&gt;<br /> <br /> ==For Reference: Existing Proposals==<br /> Proposals to be used in the RSA with slight variations:<br /> *[[Academy courses]]<br /> *[[Beginner's Path]]<br /> *[[Primary instructors]]<br /> <br /> ==The Historical Academy==<br /> The '''RS Academy''' was a fleet that existed from 1997 to May, 2003. The Academy, not surprisingly, served as the entry point into the RS for many years. All new members entered the Academy as Cadets, were trained in an Undergraduate Wing, and then graduated into the Fleet of their choice as full-fledged members. The Academy was also home to several Graduate instruction wings, which provided more specialized training in such disciplines as custom mission creation.<br /> <br /> Former COs include [[Castor Efrata-Landis]] (founder), [[Jake Blues]], [[Matt &quot;Stallion&quot; Williams]] (who led it twice, and was the last CO, voting to disband it) and [[Eric Reagan]].<br /> <br /> For proposals of 2006 to revive the Academy, see [[Academy proposal]].<br /> <br /> Historical Academy's website: http://to.rebelsquadrons.org/academy/<br /> <br /> ===Historical Academy's fictional background===<br /> <br /> [[Category:Training Office]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Red_Squadron&diff=25315 Red Squadron 2016-01-13T00:59:50Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Current Roster */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:XeaZF5P.png|250 px]]<br /> |name=<br /> |founder=<br /> |leader= BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> |members=10<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=[[Greeop Sector]]<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=10th May 2006<br /> |restored=1st October 2006<br /> |assigned='' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''[[ Windstorm]]''<br /> |unit=[[Greeop Defence Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> [[Image:Holonetnews-October2014.gif]]<br /> <br /> ==Overview==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' is a unit working within the '''[[Greeop Defence Force]] (GDF)''' which continues in attempts to cleanse the '''[[Greeop Sector]]''' of all opposition. The group was a sub-unit of the '''[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]''' (formerly titled '''[[Patriot Battle Fleet]] (PBF)''') until after the Rebel Squadrons defeat at the '''[[Battle of Blerthmore]]''' when it was replaced by the GDF and moved to '''[[Tarsonis]]'''.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' was originally stationed aboard the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/MC80a Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser] [[Independence]] during the build up to the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Yavin]. Pilots who flew with the squadron included Lieutenant [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hamo_Blastwell Hamo Blastwell], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Keyan_Farlander Keyan Farlander], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Samuel_Raider Samuel Raider] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]. Many members were transferred to [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Great_Temple_(Yavin_4) Yavin Base] and reassigned to different squadrons for the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Attack_on_the_first_Death_Star Death Star assault].<br /> <br /> During the battle, Red Squadron gained the distinction of being the unit that brought down the Death Star's defenses as well as ultimately destroying the station itself. But the victory came at a price. Almost the entire squadron was destroyed, except for two X-wings flown by [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles].<br /> <br /> After the subsequent Battles and Evacuation of Yavin after the Death Star was destroyed, the squadron operated as two groups. The first was '''Renegade Flight''' under Arhul Narra, the squadron leader, and the second was '''Rogue Flight''' under Luke Skywalker. The latter group, while operating under the name Red Squadron, carried out various operations.<br /> <br /> As the Rogues became more autonomous, they became a group with no standing orders, ready any time or place for urgent missions that would arise.<br /> <br /> For the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Endor], Wedge Antilles changed the name of Rogue Squadron to Red Squadron, with himself as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Red_Leader Red Leader], to honor the heroes of Yavin.<br /> <br /> In the years to come Red Squadron would see many changes to its roster and eventually become part of the '''Greeop Defence Force''', stationed on the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' ''[[Windstorm]]'' where it remains to this day.<br /> <br /> Red Squadron is currently headed by BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]] who was fundamental in setting up the original Trivia competition which has now been opened up to the entire RS and it's social media followers.<br /> <br /> ==Achievements==<br /> <br /> ''' November 2014 (No operation in effect)'''<br /> <br /> This period saw the following member promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Major<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Phantom Shadow (October 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Ta-Re Djo]] promoted to Brigadier General<br /> *[[Yaihi'l Beskar]] promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> *Osh Darkshatter promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Renegade Star (September 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Yaihi'l Beskar]] promoted to Second Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]''' <br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to Captain<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to 1st Lieutenant<br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Captain<br /> *Galen McGrath promoted to Major<br /> <br /> ==Current Roster==<br /> <br /> As of June 28th, 2014<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> Red CO: BGN [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> Red 2: LJG Saabreena<br /> Red XO: <br /> Red 4: LJG Sylvia Stadust <br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> Red 5: MAJ [[Yaihi'l Beskar]]<br /> Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: 1LT Osh Darkshatter<br /> Red 8: LJG Seraphol Ceartas<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> <br /> Red 9: MAJ Galen McGrath<br /> Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> Red 11: LJG Baramax<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> ==Previous Roster==<br /> <br /> As of August 29th, 2011:<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> <br /> Red CO: LGN [[Damon Lightwind]]<br /> Red 2: 2LT [[Surlan Tremaine]]<br /> Red 3: CPT [[James StarGazer]]<br /> Red XO: CMDR Tá'Ré Djo<br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> <br /> Red 5: BGN [[Ste T]]<br /> Red 6: CPT [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: BGN [[Primlar Potamus]]<br /> Red 8: 2LT [[Olin Frapps]]<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> <br /> Red 9: 2LT [[Jarik Nyine]]<br /> Red 10: <br /> Red 11: CPT [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> <br /> Returned to Active Service 1 October, 2006<br /> <br /> ==Older Roster==<br /> (Unknown date, presumably tour 4 era)<br /> <br /> CO: COL [[Jan-lo Sunner]]<br /> 2: CPT [[Rekstar Rukilian]]<br /> 3: LGN [[Slyder McGrath]]<br /> 4: MAJ Dhruv Kalra<br /> XO: MAJ Fed Barron<br /> 6: 1LT Cain Lyran<br /> 7: BGN [[Shane Long]]<br /> 8: BGN [[Steve Hawkins]]<br /> 9: MAJ &quot;Ping&quot; Greyson<br /> 10: MAJ Alexander<br /> 11: 2LT Menion Darkwind<br /> 12: LCL [[Kresa Rei'de]]<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;nowiki&gt;**RETIRED: 10, May 2006**&lt;/nowiki&gt;<br /> <br /> ==Roster during the Battle of Yavin==<br /> <br /> <br /> CO: COM [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garven_Dreis Garven Dreis]<br /> XO: MAJ [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles]<br /> 3: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Biggs_Darklighter Biggs Darklighter]<br /> 4: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/John_D._Branon John D. Brannon]<br /> 5: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker]<br /> 6: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Jek_Tono_Porkins Jek Tono Porkins]<br /> 7: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Elyhek_Rue Elyhek Rue]<br /> 8: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bren_Quersey Bren Quersey]<br /> 9: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nozzo_Naytaan Nozzo Naytaan]<br /> 10: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Theron_Nett Theron Nett]<br /> 11: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wenton_Chan Wenton Chan]<br /> 12: LCL [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{PBF}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Valor Wing]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25314 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2016-01-13T00:53:49Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Identification */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[The Academy]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Rebel Squadrons Executive Officer)<br /> * '''Position:''' Academy 3 ([[The Academy]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSGreeopDefenseMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Republic Shield Kalidor Crescent''' - For Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall - Fallen Ramparts (Oct 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For creation of complete new outpost on RS Minecraft Server (Aug 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For extensive contribution to the RS Minecraft Server (July 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]]. Since then I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, served as XO of Red Squadron and have recently been promoted to Executive Officer of the Rebel Squadrons. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|600px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25313 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2016-01-13T00:51:03Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* New Beginnings */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSGreeopDefenseMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Republic Shield Kalidor Crescent''' - For Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall - Fallen Ramparts (Oct 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For creation of complete new outpost on RS Minecraft Server (Aug 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For extensive contribution to the RS Minecraft Server (July 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]]. Since then I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, served as XO of Red Squadron and have recently been promoted to Executive Officer of the Rebel Squadrons. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|600px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25279 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-13T01:35:20Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* My Personal Fighter - Chaz */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSGreeopDefenseMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Republic Shield Kalidor Crescent''' - For Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall - Fallen Ramparts (Oct 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For creation of complete new outpost on RS Minecraft Server (Aug 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For extensive contribution to the RS Minecraft Server (July 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|600px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25278 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-13T01:33:44Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Career History */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSGreeopDefenseMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Republic Shield Kalidor Crescent''' - For Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall - Fallen Ramparts (Oct 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For creation of complete new outpost on RS Minecraft Server (Aug 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For extensive contribution to the RS Minecraft Server (July 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|600px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|right|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25277 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-13T01:32:46Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* My Personal Fighter - Chaz */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSGreeopDefenseMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Republic Shield Kalidor Crescent''' - For Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall - Fallen Ramparts (Oct 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For creation of complete new outpost on RS Minecraft Server (Aug 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For extensive contribution to the RS Minecraft Server (July 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|600px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|right|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25276 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-13T01:28:34Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Career History */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSGreeopDefenseMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Republic Shield Kalidor Crescent''' - For Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall - Fallen Ramparts (Oct 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For creation of complete new outpost on RS Minecraft Server (Aug 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For extensive contribution to the RS Minecraft Server (July 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|600px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25275 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-11T04:32:34Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* My Personal Fighter - Chaz */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSGreeopDefenseMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Republic Shield Kalidor Crescent''' - For Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall - Fallen Ramparts (Oct 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For creation of complete new outpost on RS Minecraft Server (Aug 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For extensive contribution to the RS Minecraft Server (July 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|600px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25274 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-11T04:31:14Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Career History */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSGreeopDefenseMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Republic Shield Kalidor Crescent''' - For Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall - Fallen Ramparts (Oct 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For creation of complete new outpost on RS Minecraft Server (Aug 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For extensive contribution to the RS Minecraft Server (July 2015)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|650px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25273 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-11T04:25:25Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Career History */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSGreeopDefenseMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Republic Shield Kalidor Crescent''' - For Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall - Fallen Ramparts (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|650px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25272 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-11T04:08:12Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* My Personal Fighter - Chaz */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|650px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25271 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-11T04:06:53Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* My Personal Fighter - Chaz */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|600px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25270 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-11T04:06:28Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* My Personal Fighter - Chaz */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|500px|‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25269 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-11T04:04:26Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* My Personal Fighter - Chaz */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg|200px‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25268 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-11T04:01:59Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Identification */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 21.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25267 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-11T04:01:11Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Personal Achievements */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 20.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=309 '''Kalidor Crescent''']<br /> | Outstanding performance during Operation: Hammerfall: Fallen Ramparts (July 2015)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Red_Squadron&diff=25266 Red Squadron 2015-08-11T03:55:35Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Current Roster */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:XeaZF5P.png|250 px]]<br /> |name=<br /> |founder=<br /> |leader= BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> |members=10<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=[[Greeop Sector]]<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=10th May 2006<br /> |restored=1st October 2006<br /> |assigned='' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''[[ Windstorm]]''<br /> |unit=[[Greeop Defence Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> [[Image:Holonetnews-October2014.gif]]<br /> <br /> ==Overview==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' is a unit working within the '''[[Greeop Defence Force]] (GDF)''' which continues in attempts to cleanse the '''[[Greeop Sector]]''' of all opposition. The group was a sub-unit of the '''[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]''' (formerly titled '''[[Patriot Battle Fleet]] (PBF)''') until after the Rebel Squadrons defeat at the '''[[Battle of Blerthmore]]''' when it was replaced by the GDF and moved to '''[[Tarsonis]]'''.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' was originally stationed aboard the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/MC80a Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser] [[Independence]] during the build up to the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Yavin]. Pilots who flew with the squadron included Lieutenant [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hamo_Blastwell Hamo Blastwell], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Keyan_Farlander Keyan Farlander], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Samuel_Raider Samuel Raider] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]. Many members were transferred to [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Great_Temple_(Yavin_4) Yavin Base] and reassigned to different squadrons for the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Attack_on_the_first_Death_Star Death Star assault].<br /> <br /> During the battle, Red Squadron gained the distinction of being the unit that brought down the Death Star's defenses as well as ultimately destroying the station itself. But the victory came at a price. Almost the entire squadron was destroyed, except for two X-wings flown by [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles].<br /> <br /> After the subsequent Battles and Evacuation of Yavin after the Death Star was destroyed, the squadron operated as two groups. The first was '''Renegade Flight''' under Arhul Narra, the squadron leader, and the second was '''Rogue Flight''' under Luke Skywalker. The latter group, while operating under the name Red Squadron, carried out various operations.<br /> <br /> As the Rogues became more autonomous, they became a group with no standing orders, ready any time or place for urgent missions that would arise.<br /> <br /> For the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Endor], Wedge Antilles changed the name of Rogue Squadron to Red Squadron, with himself as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Red_Leader Red Leader], to honor the heroes of Yavin.<br /> <br /> In the years to come Red Squadron would see many changes to its roster and eventually become part of the '''Greeop Defence Force''', stationed on the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' ''[[Windstorm]]'' where it remains to this day.<br /> <br /> Red Squadron is currently headed by BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]] who was fundamental in setting up the original Trivia competition which has now been opened up to the entire RS and it's social media followers.<br /> <br /> ==Achievements==<br /> <br /> ''' November 2014 (No operation in effect)'''<br /> <br /> This period saw the following member promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Major<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Phantom Shadow (October 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Ta-Re Djo]] promoted to Brigadier General<br /> *[[Yaihi'l Beskar]] promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> *Osh Darkshatter promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Renegade Star (September 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Yaihi'l Beskar]] promoted to Second Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]''' <br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to Captain<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to 1st Lieutenant<br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Captain<br /> *Galen McGrath promoted to Major<br /> <br /> ==Current Roster==<br /> <br /> As of June 28th, 2014<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> Red CO: BGN [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> Red 2: LJG Saabreena<br /> Red XO: CMDR [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> Red 4: LJG Sylvia Stadust <br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> Red 5: MAJ [[Yaihi'l Beskar]]<br /> Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: 1LT Osh Darkshatter<br /> Red 8: LJG Seraphol Ceartas<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> <br /> Red 9: MAJ Galen McGrath<br /> Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> Red 11: LJG Baramax<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> ==Previous Roster==<br /> <br /> As of August 29th, 2011:<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> <br /> Red CO: LGN [[Damon Lightwind]]<br /> Red 2: 2LT [[Surlan Tremaine]]<br /> Red 3: CPT [[James StarGazer]]<br /> Red XO: CMDR Tá'Ré Djo<br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> <br /> Red 5: BGN [[Ste T]]<br /> Red 6: CPT [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: BGN [[Primlar Potamus]]<br /> Red 8: 2LT [[Olin Frapps]]<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> <br /> Red 9: 2LT [[Jarik Nyine]]<br /> Red 10: <br /> Red 11: CPT [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> <br /> Returned to Active Service 1 October, 2006<br /> <br /> ==Older Roster==<br /> (Unknown date, presumably tour 4 era)<br /> <br /> CO: COL [[Jan-lo Sunner]]<br /> 2: CPT [[Rekstar Rukilian]]<br /> 3: LGN [[Slyder McGrath]]<br /> 4: MAJ Dhruv Kalra<br /> XO: MAJ Fed Barron<br /> 6: 1LT Cain Lyran<br /> 7: BGN [[Shane Long]]<br /> 8: BGN [[Steve Hawkins]]<br /> 9: MAJ &quot;Ping&quot; Greyson<br /> 10: MAJ Alexander<br /> 11: 2LT Menion Darkwind<br /> 12: LCL [[Kresa Rei'de]]<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;nowiki&gt;**RETIRED: 10, May 2006**&lt;/nowiki&gt;<br /> <br /> ==Roster during the Battle of Yavin==<br /> <br /> <br /> CO: COM [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garven_Dreis Garven Dreis]<br /> XO: MAJ [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles]<br /> 3: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Biggs_Darklighter Biggs Darklighter]<br /> 4: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/John_D._Branon John D. Brannon]<br /> 5: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker]<br /> 6: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Jek_Tono_Porkins Jek Tono Porkins]<br /> 7: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Elyhek_Rue Elyhek Rue]<br /> 8: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bren_Quersey Bren Quersey]<br /> 9: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nozzo_Naytaan Nozzo Naytaan]<br /> 10: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Theron_Nett Theron Nett]<br /> 11: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wenton_Chan Wenton Chan]<br /> 12: LCL [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{PBF}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Valor Wing]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25259 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-03T04:39:16Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Identification */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 7 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 20.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Red_Squadron&diff=25256 Red Squadron 2015-08-03T03:05:07Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Achievements */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:XeaZF5P.png|250 px]]<br /> |name=<br /> |founder=<br /> |leader= BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> |members=10<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=[[Greeop Sector]]<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=10th May 2006<br /> |restored=1st October 2006<br /> |assigned='' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''[[ Windstorm]]''<br /> |unit=[[Greeop Defence Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> [[Image:Holonetnews-October2014.gif]]<br /> <br /> ==Overview==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' is a unit working within the '''[[Greeop Defence Force]] (GDF)''' which continues in attempts to cleanse the '''[[Greeop Sector]]''' of all opposition. The group was a sub-unit of the '''[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]''' (formerly titled '''[[Patriot Battle Fleet]] (PBF)''') until after the Rebel Squadrons defeat at the '''[[Battle of Blerthmore]]''' when it was replaced by the GDF and moved to '''[[Tarsonis]]'''.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' was originally stationed aboard the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/MC80a Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser] [[Independence]] during the build up to the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Yavin]. Pilots who flew with the squadron included Lieutenant [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hamo_Blastwell Hamo Blastwell], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Keyan_Farlander Keyan Farlander], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Samuel_Raider Samuel Raider] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]. Many members were transferred to [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Great_Temple_(Yavin_4) Yavin Base] and reassigned to different squadrons for the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Attack_on_the_first_Death_Star Death Star assault].<br /> <br /> During the battle, Red Squadron gained the distinction of being the unit that brought down the Death Star's defenses as well as ultimately destroying the station itself. But the victory came at a price. Almost the entire squadron was destroyed, except for two X-wings flown by [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles].<br /> <br /> After the subsequent Battles and Evacuation of Yavin after the Death Star was destroyed, the squadron operated as two groups. The first was '''Renegade Flight''' under Arhul Narra, the squadron leader, and the second was '''Rogue Flight''' under Luke Skywalker. The latter group, while operating under the name Red Squadron, carried out various operations.<br /> <br /> As the Rogues became more autonomous, they became a group with no standing orders, ready any time or place for urgent missions that would arise.<br /> <br /> For the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Endor], Wedge Antilles changed the name of Rogue Squadron to Red Squadron, with himself as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Red_Leader Red Leader], to honor the heroes of Yavin.<br /> <br /> In the years to come Red Squadron would see many changes to its roster and eventually become part of the '''Greeop Defence Force''', stationed on the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' ''[[Windstorm]]'' where it remains to this day.<br /> <br /> Red Squadron is currently headed by BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]] who was fundamental in setting up the original Trivia competition which has now been opened up to the entire RS and it's social media followers.<br /> <br /> ==Achievements==<br /> <br /> ''' November 2014 (No operation in effect)'''<br /> <br /> This period saw the following member promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Major<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Phantom Shadow (October 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Ta-Re Djo]] promoted to Brigadier General<br /> *[[Yaihi'l Beskar]] promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> *Osh Darkshatter promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Renegade Star (September 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Yaihi'l Beskar]] promoted to Second Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]''' <br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to Captain<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to 1st Lieutenant<br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Captain<br /> *Galen McGrath promoted to Major<br /> <br /> ==Current Roster==<br /> <br /> As of June 28th, 2014<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> Red CO: BGN [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> Red 2: LJG Saabreena<br /> Red XO: LCM [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> Red 4: LJG Sylvia Stadust<br /> Red 5: CPT [[Yaihi'l Beskar]]<br /> Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> Red 7: 1LT Osh Darkshatter<br /> Red 8: LJG Seraphol Ceartas <br /> Red 9: MAJ Galen McGrath<br /> <br /> Training Flight<br /> Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> Red 11: LJG Baramax<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> ==Previous Roster==<br /> <br /> As of August 29th, 2011:<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> <br /> Red CO: LGN [[Damon Lightwind]]<br /> Red 2: 2LT [[Surlan Tremaine]]<br /> Red 3: CPT [[James StarGazer]]<br /> Red XO: CMDR Tá'Ré Djo<br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> <br /> Red 5: BGN [[Ste T]]<br /> Red 6: CPT [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: BGN [[Primlar Potamus]]<br /> Red 8: 2LT [[Olin Frapps]]<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> <br /> Red 9: 2LT [[Jarik Nyine]]<br /> Red 10: <br /> Red 11: CPT [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> <br /> Returned to Active Service 1 October, 2006<br /> <br /> ==Older Roster==<br /> (Unknown date, presumably tour 4 era)<br /> <br /> CO: COL [[Jan-lo Sunner]]<br /> 2: CPT [[Rekstar Rukilian]]<br /> 3: LGN [[Slyder McGrath]]<br /> 4: MAJ Dhruv Kalra<br /> XO: MAJ Fed Barron<br /> 6: 1LT Cain Lyran<br /> 7: BGN [[Shane Long]]<br /> 8: BGN [[Steve Hawkins]]<br /> 9: MAJ &quot;Ping&quot; Greyson<br /> 10: MAJ Alexander<br /> 11: 2LT Menion Darkwind<br /> 12: LCL [[Kresa Rei'de]]<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;nowiki&gt;**RETIRED: 10, May 2006**&lt;/nowiki&gt;<br /> <br /> ==Roster during the Battle of Yavin==<br /> <br /> <br /> CO: COM [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garven_Dreis Garven Dreis]<br /> XO: MAJ [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles]<br /> 3: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Biggs_Darklighter Biggs Darklighter]<br /> 4: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/John_D._Branon John D. Brannon]<br /> 5: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker]<br /> 6: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Jek_Tono_Porkins Jek Tono Porkins]<br /> 7: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Elyhek_Rue Elyhek Rue]<br /> 8: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bren_Quersey Bren Quersey]<br /> 9: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nozzo_Naytaan Nozzo Naytaan]<br /> 10: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Theron_Nett Theron Nett]<br /> 11: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wenton_Chan Wenton Chan]<br /> 12: LCL [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{PBF}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Valor Wing]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Red_Squadron&diff=25255 Red Squadron 2015-08-03T03:03:38Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Current Roster */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:XeaZF5P.png|250 px]]<br /> |name=<br /> |founder=<br /> |leader= BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> |members=10<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=[[Greeop Sector]]<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=10th May 2006<br /> |restored=1st October 2006<br /> |assigned='' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''[[ Windstorm]]''<br /> |unit=[[Greeop Defence Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> [[Image:Holonetnews-October2014.gif]]<br /> <br /> ==Overview==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' is a unit working within the '''[[Greeop Defence Force]] (GDF)''' which continues in attempts to cleanse the '''[[Greeop Sector]]''' of all opposition. The group was a sub-unit of the '''[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]''' (formerly titled '''[[Patriot Battle Fleet]] (PBF)''') until after the Rebel Squadrons defeat at the '''[[Battle of Blerthmore]]''' when it was replaced by the GDF and moved to '''[[Tarsonis]]'''.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' was originally stationed aboard the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/MC80a Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser] [[Independence]] during the build up to the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Yavin]. Pilots who flew with the squadron included Lieutenant [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hamo_Blastwell Hamo Blastwell], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Keyan_Farlander Keyan Farlander], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Samuel_Raider Samuel Raider] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]. Many members were transferred to [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Great_Temple_(Yavin_4) Yavin Base] and reassigned to different squadrons for the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Attack_on_the_first_Death_Star Death Star assault].<br /> <br /> During the battle, Red Squadron gained the distinction of being the unit that brought down the Death Star's defenses as well as ultimately destroying the station itself. But the victory came at a price. Almost the entire squadron was destroyed, except for two X-wings flown by [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles].<br /> <br /> After the subsequent Battles and Evacuation of Yavin after the Death Star was destroyed, the squadron operated as two groups. The first was '''Renegade Flight''' under Arhul Narra, the squadron leader, and the second was '''Rogue Flight''' under Luke Skywalker. The latter group, while operating under the name Red Squadron, carried out various operations.<br /> <br /> As the Rogues became more autonomous, they became a group with no standing orders, ready any time or place for urgent missions that would arise.<br /> <br /> For the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Endor], Wedge Antilles changed the name of Rogue Squadron to Red Squadron, with himself as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Red_Leader Red Leader], to honor the heroes of Yavin.<br /> <br /> In the years to come Red Squadron would see many changes to its roster and eventually become part of the '''Greeop Defence Force''', stationed on the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' ''[[Windstorm]]'' where it remains to this day.<br /> <br /> Red Squadron is currently headed by BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]] who was fundamental in setting up the original Trivia competition which has now been opened up to the entire RS and it's social media followers.<br /> <br /> ==Achievements==<br /> <br /> ''' November 2014 (No operation in effect)'''<br /> <br /> This period saw the following member promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Major<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Phantom Shadow (October 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Ta-Re Djo]] promoted to Brigadier General<br /> *Yaihi'l Beskar promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> *Osh Darkshatter promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Renegade Star (September 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Yaihi'l Beskar]] promoted to Second Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]''' <br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to Captain<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to 1st Lieutenant<br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Captain<br /> *Galen McGrath promoted to Major<br /> <br /> ==Current Roster==<br /> <br /> As of June 28th, 2014<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> Red CO: BGN [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> Red 2: LJG Saabreena<br /> Red XO: LCM [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> Red 4: LJG Sylvia Stadust<br /> Red 5: CPT [[Yaihi'l Beskar]]<br /> Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> Red 7: 1LT Osh Darkshatter<br /> Red 8: LJG Seraphol Ceartas <br /> Red 9: MAJ Galen McGrath<br /> <br /> Training Flight<br /> Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> Red 11: LJG Baramax<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> ==Previous Roster==<br /> <br /> As of August 29th, 2011:<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> <br /> Red CO: LGN [[Damon Lightwind]]<br /> Red 2: 2LT [[Surlan Tremaine]]<br /> Red 3: CPT [[James StarGazer]]<br /> Red XO: CMDR Tá'Ré Djo<br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> <br /> Red 5: BGN [[Ste T]]<br /> Red 6: CPT [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: BGN [[Primlar Potamus]]<br /> Red 8: 2LT [[Olin Frapps]]<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> <br /> Red 9: 2LT [[Jarik Nyine]]<br /> Red 10: <br /> Red 11: CPT [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> <br /> Returned to Active Service 1 October, 2006<br /> <br /> ==Older Roster==<br /> (Unknown date, presumably tour 4 era)<br /> <br /> CO: COL [[Jan-lo Sunner]]<br /> 2: CPT [[Rekstar Rukilian]]<br /> 3: LGN [[Slyder McGrath]]<br /> 4: MAJ Dhruv Kalra<br /> XO: MAJ Fed Barron<br /> 6: 1LT Cain Lyran<br /> 7: BGN [[Shane Long]]<br /> 8: BGN [[Steve Hawkins]]<br /> 9: MAJ &quot;Ping&quot; Greyson<br /> 10: MAJ Alexander<br /> 11: 2LT Menion Darkwind<br /> 12: LCL [[Kresa Rei'de]]<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;nowiki&gt;**RETIRED: 10, May 2006**&lt;/nowiki&gt;<br /> <br /> ==Roster during the Battle of Yavin==<br /> <br /> <br /> CO: COM [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garven_Dreis Garven Dreis]<br /> XO: MAJ [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles]<br /> 3: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Biggs_Darklighter Biggs Darklighter]<br /> 4: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/John_D._Branon John D. Brannon]<br /> 5: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker]<br /> 6: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Jek_Tono_Porkins Jek Tono Porkins]<br /> 7: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Elyhek_Rue Elyhek Rue]<br /> 8: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bren_Quersey Bren Quersey]<br /> 9: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nozzo_Naytaan Nozzo Naytaan]<br /> 10: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Theron_Nett Theron Nett]<br /> 11: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wenton_Chan Wenton Chan]<br /> 12: LCL [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{PBF}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Valor Wing]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Red_Squadron&diff=25254 Red Squadron 2015-08-03T02:58:17Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Achievements */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:XeaZF5P.png|250 px]]<br /> |name=<br /> |founder=<br /> |leader= BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> |members=10<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=[[Greeop Sector]]<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=10th May 2006<br /> |restored=1st October 2006<br /> |assigned='' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''[[ Windstorm]]''<br /> |unit=[[Greeop Defence Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> [[Image:Holonetnews-October2014.gif]]<br /> <br /> ==Overview==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' is a unit working within the '''[[Greeop Defence Force]] (GDF)''' which continues in attempts to cleanse the '''[[Greeop Sector]]''' of all opposition. The group was a sub-unit of the '''[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]''' (formerly titled '''[[Patriot Battle Fleet]] (PBF)''') until after the Rebel Squadrons defeat at the '''[[Battle of Blerthmore]]''' when it was replaced by the GDF and moved to '''[[Tarsonis]]'''.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' was originally stationed aboard the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/MC80a Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser] [[Independence]] during the build up to the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Yavin]. Pilots who flew with the squadron included Lieutenant [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hamo_Blastwell Hamo Blastwell], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Keyan_Farlander Keyan Farlander], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Samuel_Raider Samuel Raider] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]. Many members were transferred to [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Great_Temple_(Yavin_4) Yavin Base] and reassigned to different squadrons for the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Attack_on_the_first_Death_Star Death Star assault].<br /> <br /> During the battle, Red Squadron gained the distinction of being the unit that brought down the Death Star's defenses as well as ultimately destroying the station itself. But the victory came at a price. Almost the entire squadron was destroyed, except for two X-wings flown by [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles].<br /> <br /> After the subsequent Battles and Evacuation of Yavin after the Death Star was destroyed, the squadron operated as two groups. The first was '''Renegade Flight''' under Arhul Narra, the squadron leader, and the second was '''Rogue Flight''' under Luke Skywalker. The latter group, while operating under the name Red Squadron, carried out various operations.<br /> <br /> As the Rogues became more autonomous, they became a group with no standing orders, ready any time or place for urgent missions that would arise.<br /> <br /> For the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Endor], Wedge Antilles changed the name of Rogue Squadron to Red Squadron, with himself as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Red_Leader Red Leader], to honor the heroes of Yavin.<br /> <br /> In the years to come Red Squadron would see many changes to its roster and eventually become part of the '''Greeop Defence Force''', stationed on the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' ''[[Windstorm]]'' where it remains to this day.<br /> <br /> Red Squadron is currently headed by BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]] who was fundamental in setting up the original Trivia competition which has now been opened up to the entire RS and it's social media followers.<br /> <br /> ==Achievements==<br /> <br /> ''' November 2014 (No operation in effect)'''<br /> <br /> This period saw the following member promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Major<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Phantom Shadow (October 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Ta-Re Djo]] promoted to Brigadier General<br /> *Yaihi'l Beskar promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> *Osh Darkshatter promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Renegade Star (September 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Yaihi'l Beskar]] promoted to Second Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]''' <br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to Captain<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to 1st Lieutenant<br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Captain<br /> *Galen McGrath promoted to Major<br /> <br /> ==Current Roster==<br /> <br /> As of June 28th, 2014<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> Red CO: BGN [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> Red 2: LJG Saabreena<br /> Red XO: LCM [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> Red 4: <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> Red 5: CPT [[Yaihi'l Beskar]]<br /> Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: 1LT Osh Darkshatter<br /> Red 8: LJG Seraphol Ceartas <br /> Endor Flight<br /> Red 9: MAJ Galen McGrath<br /> Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> Red 11: LJG Baramax<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> Training Flight<br /> Red 13: <br /> Red 14:<br /> Red 15:<br /> Red 16:<br /> <br /> ==Previous Roster==<br /> <br /> As of August 29th, 2011:<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> <br /> Red CO: LGN [[Damon Lightwind]]<br /> Red 2: 2LT [[Surlan Tremaine]]<br /> Red 3: CPT [[James StarGazer]]<br /> Red XO: CMDR Tá'Ré Djo<br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> <br /> Red 5: BGN [[Ste T]]<br /> Red 6: CPT [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: BGN [[Primlar Potamus]]<br /> Red 8: 2LT [[Olin Frapps]]<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> <br /> Red 9: 2LT [[Jarik Nyine]]<br /> Red 10: <br /> Red 11: CPT [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> <br /> Returned to Active Service 1 October, 2006<br /> <br /> ==Older Roster==<br /> (Unknown date, presumably tour 4 era)<br /> <br /> CO: COL [[Jan-lo Sunner]]<br /> 2: CPT [[Rekstar Rukilian]]<br /> 3: LGN [[Slyder McGrath]]<br /> 4: MAJ Dhruv Kalra<br /> XO: MAJ Fed Barron<br /> 6: 1LT Cain Lyran<br /> 7: BGN [[Shane Long]]<br /> 8: BGN [[Steve Hawkins]]<br /> 9: MAJ &quot;Ping&quot; Greyson<br /> 10: MAJ Alexander<br /> 11: 2LT Menion Darkwind<br /> 12: LCL [[Kresa Rei'de]]<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;nowiki&gt;**RETIRED: 10, May 2006**&lt;/nowiki&gt;<br /> <br /> ==Roster during the Battle of Yavin==<br /> <br /> <br /> CO: COM [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garven_Dreis Garven Dreis]<br /> XO: MAJ [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles]<br /> 3: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Biggs_Darklighter Biggs Darklighter]<br /> 4: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/John_D._Branon John D. Brannon]<br /> 5: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker]<br /> 6: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Jek_Tono_Porkins Jek Tono Porkins]<br /> 7: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Elyhek_Rue Elyhek Rue]<br /> 8: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bren_Quersey Bren Quersey]<br /> 9: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nozzo_Naytaan Nozzo Naytaan]<br /> 10: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Theron_Nett Theron Nett]<br /> 11: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wenton_Chan Wenton Chan]<br /> 12: LCL [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{PBF}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Valor Wing]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Red_Squadron&diff=25253 Red Squadron 2015-08-03T02:57:15Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Current Roster */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:XeaZF5P.png|250 px]]<br /> |name=<br /> |founder=<br /> |leader= BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> |members=10<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=[[Greeop Sector]]<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=10th May 2006<br /> |restored=1st October 2006<br /> |assigned='' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''[[ Windstorm]]''<br /> |unit=[[Greeop Defence Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> [[Image:Holonetnews-October2014.gif]]<br /> <br /> ==Overview==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' is a unit working within the '''[[Greeop Defence Force]] (GDF)''' which continues in attempts to cleanse the '''[[Greeop Sector]]''' of all opposition. The group was a sub-unit of the '''[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]''' (formerly titled '''[[Patriot Battle Fleet]] (PBF)''') until after the Rebel Squadrons defeat at the '''[[Battle of Blerthmore]]''' when it was replaced by the GDF and moved to '''[[Tarsonis]]'''.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' was originally stationed aboard the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/MC80a Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser] [[Independence]] during the build up to the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Yavin]. Pilots who flew with the squadron included Lieutenant [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hamo_Blastwell Hamo Blastwell], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Keyan_Farlander Keyan Farlander], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Samuel_Raider Samuel Raider] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]. Many members were transferred to [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Great_Temple_(Yavin_4) Yavin Base] and reassigned to different squadrons for the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Attack_on_the_first_Death_Star Death Star assault].<br /> <br /> During the battle, Red Squadron gained the distinction of being the unit that brought down the Death Star's defenses as well as ultimately destroying the station itself. But the victory came at a price. Almost the entire squadron was destroyed, except for two X-wings flown by [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles].<br /> <br /> After the subsequent Battles and Evacuation of Yavin after the Death Star was destroyed, the squadron operated as two groups. The first was '''Renegade Flight''' under Arhul Narra, the squadron leader, and the second was '''Rogue Flight''' under Luke Skywalker. The latter group, while operating under the name Red Squadron, carried out various operations.<br /> <br /> As the Rogues became more autonomous, they became a group with no standing orders, ready any time or place for urgent missions that would arise.<br /> <br /> For the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Endor], Wedge Antilles changed the name of Rogue Squadron to Red Squadron, with himself as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Red_Leader Red Leader], to honor the heroes of Yavin.<br /> <br /> In the years to come Red Squadron would see many changes to its roster and eventually become part of the '''Greeop Defence Force''', stationed on the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' ''[[Windstorm]]'' where it remains to this day.<br /> <br /> Red Squadron is currently headed by BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]] who was fundamental in setting up the original Trivia competition which has now been opened up to the entire RS and it's social media followers.<br /> <br /> ==Achievements==<br /> <br /> ''' November 2014 (No operation in effect)'''<br /> <br /> This period saw the following member promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Major<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Phantom Shadow (October 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Ta-Re Djo]] promoted to Brigadier General<br /> *Yaihi'l Beskar promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> *Osh Darkshatter promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Renegade Star (September 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *Yaihi'l Beskar promoted to Second Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]''' <br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to Captain<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to 1st Lieutenant<br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Captain<br /> *Galen McGrath promoted to Major<br /> <br /> ==Current Roster==<br /> <br /> As of June 28th, 2014<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> Red CO: BGN [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> Red 2: LJG Saabreena<br /> Red XO: LCM [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> Red 4: <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> Red 5: CPT [[Yaihi'l Beskar]]<br /> Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: 1LT Osh Darkshatter<br /> Red 8: LJG Seraphol Ceartas <br /> Endor Flight<br /> Red 9: MAJ Galen McGrath<br /> Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> Red 11: LJG Baramax<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> Training Flight<br /> Red 13: <br /> Red 14:<br /> Red 15:<br /> Red 16:<br /> <br /> ==Previous Roster==<br /> <br /> As of August 29th, 2011:<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> <br /> Red CO: LGN [[Damon Lightwind]]<br /> Red 2: 2LT [[Surlan Tremaine]]<br /> Red 3: CPT [[James StarGazer]]<br /> Red XO: CMDR Tá'Ré Djo<br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> <br /> Red 5: BGN [[Ste T]]<br /> Red 6: CPT [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: BGN [[Primlar Potamus]]<br /> Red 8: 2LT [[Olin Frapps]]<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> <br /> Red 9: 2LT [[Jarik Nyine]]<br /> Red 10: <br /> Red 11: CPT [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> <br /> Returned to Active Service 1 October, 2006<br /> <br /> ==Older Roster==<br /> (Unknown date, presumably tour 4 era)<br /> <br /> CO: COL [[Jan-lo Sunner]]<br /> 2: CPT [[Rekstar Rukilian]]<br /> 3: LGN [[Slyder McGrath]]<br /> 4: MAJ Dhruv Kalra<br /> XO: MAJ Fed Barron<br /> 6: 1LT Cain Lyran<br /> 7: BGN [[Shane Long]]<br /> 8: BGN [[Steve Hawkins]]<br /> 9: MAJ &quot;Ping&quot; Greyson<br /> 10: MAJ Alexander<br /> 11: 2LT Menion Darkwind<br /> 12: LCL [[Kresa Rei'de]]<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;nowiki&gt;**RETIRED: 10, May 2006**&lt;/nowiki&gt;<br /> <br /> ==Roster during the Battle of Yavin==<br /> <br /> <br /> CO: COM [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garven_Dreis Garven Dreis]<br /> XO: MAJ [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles]<br /> 3: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Biggs_Darklighter Biggs Darklighter]<br /> 4: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/John_D._Branon John D. Brannon]<br /> 5: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker]<br /> 6: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Jek_Tono_Porkins Jek Tono Porkins]<br /> 7: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Elyhek_Rue Elyhek Rue]<br /> 8: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bren_Quersey Bren Quersey]<br /> 9: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nozzo_Naytaan Nozzo Naytaan]<br /> 10: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Theron_Nett Theron Nett]<br /> 11: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wenton_Chan Wenton Chan]<br /> 12: LCL [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{PBF}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Valor Wing]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25250 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-03T01:20:56Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Biography */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 6 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 20.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> CMDR. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25249 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-03T01:18:11Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: </p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[CMDR]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 6 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 20.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Lieutenant Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> LCM. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25248 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-03T01:16:52Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Career History */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[LCM]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 6 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 20.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:CMDR.jpg]] [[Commander]]: August 02, 2015<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Lieutenant Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> LCM. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25247 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-08-03T01:14:04Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Identification */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[LCM]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[CMDR]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 7<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 6 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 14.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 20.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Lieutenant Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> LCM. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Red_Squadron&diff=25245 Red Squadron 2015-07-22T19:58:44Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Current Roster */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:XeaZF5P.png|250 px]]<br /> |name=<br /> |founder=<br /> |leader= BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> |members=10<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=[[Greeop Sector]]<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=10th May 2006<br /> |restored=1st October 2006<br /> |assigned='' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''[[ Windstorm]]''<br /> |unit=[[Greeop Defence Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> [[Image:Holonetnews-October2014.gif]]<br /> <br /> ==Overview==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' is a unit working within the '''[[Greeop Defence Force]] (GDF)''' which continues in attempts to cleanse the '''[[Greeop Sector]]''' of all opposition. The group was a sub-unit of the '''[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]''' (formerly titled '''[[Patriot Battle Fleet]] (PBF)''') until after the Rebel Squadrons defeat at the '''[[Battle of Blerthmore]]''' when it was replaced by the GDF and moved to '''[[Tarsonis]]'''.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' was originally stationed aboard the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/MC80a Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser] [[Independence]] during the build up to the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Yavin]. Pilots who flew with the squadron included Lieutenant [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hamo_Blastwell Hamo Blastwell], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Keyan_Farlander Keyan Farlander], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Samuel_Raider Samuel Raider] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]. Many members were transferred to [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Great_Temple_(Yavin_4) Yavin Base] and reassigned to different squadrons for the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Attack_on_the_first_Death_Star Death Star assault].<br /> <br /> During the battle, Red Squadron gained the distinction of being the unit that brought down the Death Star's defenses as well as ultimately destroying the station itself. But the victory came at a price. Almost the entire squadron was destroyed, except for two X-wings flown by [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles].<br /> <br /> After the subsequent Battles and Evacuation of Yavin after the Death Star was destroyed, the squadron operated as two groups. The first was '''Renegade Flight''' under Arhul Narra, the squadron leader, and the second was '''Rogue Flight''' under Luke Skywalker. The latter group, while operating under the name Red Squadron, carried out various operations.<br /> <br /> As the Rogues became more autonomous, they became a group with no standing orders, ready any time or place for urgent missions that would arise.<br /> <br /> For the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Endor], Wedge Antilles changed the name of Rogue Squadron to Red Squadron, with himself as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Red_Leader Red Leader], to honor the heroes of Yavin.<br /> <br /> In the years to come Red Squadron would see many changes to its roster and eventually become part of the '''Greeop Defence Force''', stationed on the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' ''[[Windstorm]]'' where it remains to this day.<br /> <br /> Red Squadron is currently headed by BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]] who was fundamental in setting up the original Trivia competition which has now been opened up to the entire RS and it's social media followers.<br /> <br /> ==Achievements==<br /> <br /> ''' November 2014 (No operation in effect)'''<br /> <br /> This period saw the following member promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Major<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Phantom Shadow (October 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Ta-Re Djo]] promoted to Brigadier General<br /> *Yaihi'l Beskar promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> *Osh Darkshatter promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Renegade Star (September 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *Yaihi'l Beskar promoted to Second Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]''' <br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to Captain<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to 1st Lieutenant<br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Captain<br /> *Galen McGrath promoted to Major<br /> <br /> ==Current Roster==<br /> <br /> As of June 28th, 2014<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> Red CO: BGN [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> Red 2: LJG Saabreena<br /> Red XO: LCM [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> Red 4: <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> Red 5: CPT Yaihi'l Beskar<br /> Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: 1LT Osh Darkshatter<br /> Red 8: LJG Seraphol Ceartas <br /> Endor Flight<br /> Red 9: MAJ Galen McGrath<br /> Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> Red 11: LJG Baramax<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> Training Flight<br /> Red 13: <br /> Red 14:<br /> Red 15:<br /> Red 16:<br /> <br /> ==Previous Roster==<br /> <br /> As of August 29th, 2011:<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> <br /> Red CO: LGN [[Damon Lightwind]]<br /> Red 2: 2LT [[Surlan Tremaine]]<br /> Red 3: CPT [[James StarGazer]]<br /> Red XO: CMDR Tá'Ré Djo<br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> <br /> Red 5: BGN [[Ste T]]<br /> Red 6: CPT [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: BGN [[Primlar Potamus]]<br /> Red 8: 2LT [[Olin Frapps]]<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> <br /> Red 9: 2LT [[Jarik Nyine]]<br /> Red 10: <br /> Red 11: CPT [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> <br /> Returned to Active Service 1 October, 2006<br /> <br /> ==Older Roster==<br /> (Unknown date, presumably tour 4 era)<br /> <br /> CO: COL [[Jan-lo Sunner]]<br /> 2: CPT [[Rekstar Rukilian]]<br /> 3: LGN [[Slyder McGrath]]<br /> 4: MAJ Dhruv Kalra<br /> XO: MAJ Fed Barron<br /> 6: 1LT Cain Lyran<br /> 7: BGN [[Shane Long]]<br /> 8: BGN [[Steve Hawkins]]<br /> 9: MAJ &quot;Ping&quot; Greyson<br /> 10: MAJ Alexander<br /> 11: 2LT Menion Darkwind<br /> 12: LCL [[Kresa Rei'de]]<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;nowiki&gt;**RETIRED: 10, May 2006**&lt;/nowiki&gt;<br /> <br /> ==Roster during the Battle of Yavin==<br /> <br /> <br /> CO: COM [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garven_Dreis Garven Dreis]<br /> XO: MAJ [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles]<br /> 3: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Biggs_Darklighter Biggs Darklighter]<br /> 4: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/John_D._Branon John D. Brannon]<br /> 5: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker]<br /> 6: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Jek_Tono_Porkins Jek Tono Porkins]<br /> 7: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Elyhek_Rue Elyhek Rue]<br /> 8: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bren_Quersey Bren Quersey]<br /> 9: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nozzo_Naytaan Nozzo Naytaan]<br /> 10: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Theron_Nett Theron Nett]<br /> 11: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wenton_Chan Wenton Chan]<br /> 12: LCL [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{PBF}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Valor Wing]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25199 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-01-19T21:30:35Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Identification */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[LCM]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[LCM]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 6<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 6 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 9.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 18.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Lieutenant Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> LCM. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25198 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-01-19T21:25:02Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: </p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[LCM]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[LCM]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 4<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 6 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 9.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 18.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Lieutenant Commander, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> LCM. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25197 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-01-19T21:23:52Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Career History */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[MAJ]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[LCM]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 4<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 6 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 9.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 18.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:LCM.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Commander]]: January 19, 2015<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Major, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> MAJ. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25196 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-01-19T21:22:12Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Identification */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[MAJ]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[LCM]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 4<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 6 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 9.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 18.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Major, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> MAJ. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Red_Squadron&diff=25195 Red Squadron 2015-01-19T21:21:23Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Current Roster */</p> <hr /> <div>{{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:XeaZF5P.png|250 px]]<br /> |name=<br /> |founder=<br /> |leader= BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> |members=10<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=[[Greeop Sector]]<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=10th May 2006<br /> |restored=1st October 2006<br /> |assigned='' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''[[ Windstorm]]''<br /> |unit=[[Greeop Defence Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> [[Image:Holonetnews-October2014.gif]]<br /> <br /> ==Overview==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' is a unit working within the '''[[Greeop Defence Force]] (GDF)''' which continues in attempts to cleanse the '''[[Greeop Sector]]''' of all opposition. The group was a sub-unit of the '''[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]''' (formerly titled '''[[Patriot Battle Fleet]] (PBF)''') until after the Rebel Squadrons defeat at the '''[[Battle of Blerthmore]]''' when it was replaced by the GDF and moved to '''[[Tarsonis]]'''.<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> <br /> '''Red Squadron''' was originally stationed aboard the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/MC80a Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser] [[Independence]] during the build up to the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Yavin]. Pilots who flew with the squadron included Lieutenant [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hamo_Blastwell Hamo Blastwell], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Keyan_Farlander Keyan Farlander], [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Samuel_Raider Samuel Raider] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]. Many members were transferred to [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Great_Temple_(Yavin_4) Yavin Base] and reassigned to different squadrons for the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Attack_on_the_first_Death_Star Death Star assault].<br /> <br /> During the battle, Red Squadron gained the distinction of being the unit that brought down the Death Star's defenses as well as ultimately destroying the station itself. But the victory came at a price. Almost the entire squadron was destroyed, except for two X-wings flown by [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker] and [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles].<br /> <br /> After the subsequent Battles and Evacuation of Yavin after the Death Star was destroyed, the squadron operated as two groups. The first was '''Renegade Flight''' under Arhul Narra, the squadron leader, and the second was '''Rogue Flight''' under Luke Skywalker. The latter group, while operating under the name Red Squadron, carried out various operations.<br /> <br /> As the Rogues became more autonomous, they became a group with no standing orders, ready any time or place for urgent missions that would arise.<br /> <br /> For the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Battle_of_Yavin Battle of Endor], Wedge Antilles changed the name of Rogue Squadron to Red Squadron, with himself as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Red_Leader Red Leader], to honor the heroes of Yavin.<br /> <br /> In the years to come Red Squadron would see many changes to its roster and eventually become part of the '''Greeop Defence Force''', stationed on the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' ''[[Windstorm]]'' where it remains to this day.<br /> <br /> Red Squadron is currently headed by BGN. [[Ta-Re Djo]] who was fundamental in setting up the original Trivia competition which has now been opened up to the entire RS and it's social media followers.<br /> <br /> ==Achievements==<br /> <br /> ''' November 2014 (No operation in effect)'''<br /> <br /> This period saw the following member promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Major<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Phantom Shadow (October 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *[[Ta-Re Djo]] promoted to Brigadier General<br /> *Yaihi'l Beskar promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> *Osh Darkshatter promoted to First Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Renegade Star (September 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=485 Top Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *Yaihi'l Beskar promoted to Second Leiutenant<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]''' <br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to Captain<br /> <br /> '''Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)'''<br /> <br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=439 Top Participating Squadron]'''<br /> *'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=482 Top Scoring Squadron]'''<br /> <br /> This Operation saw the following members promoted<br /> <br /> *ChristoUS82 promoted to 1st Lieutenant<br /> *[[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]] promoted to Captain<br /> *Galen McGrath promoted to Major<br /> <br /> ==Current Roster==<br /> <br /> As of June 28th, 2014<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> Red CO: BGN [[Ta-Re Djo]]<br /> Red 2: CDT Saabreena<br /> Red XO: LCM [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> Red 4: <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> Red 5: CPT Yaihi'l Beskar<br /> Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: 1LT Osh Darkshatter<br /> Red 8: <br /> Endor Flight<br /> Red 9: MAJ Galen McGrath<br /> Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> Red 11: MAJ [[Arhkman Galicon]] (LOA)<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> Training Flight<br /> Red 13: CDT Jas Marbo<br /> Red 14:<br /> Red 15:<br /> Red 16:<br /> <br /> ==Previous Roster==<br /> <br /> As of August 29th, 2011:<br /> <br /> Yavin Flight<br /> <br /> Red CO: LGN [[Damon Lightwind]]<br /> Red 2: 2LT [[Surlan Tremaine]]<br /> Red 3: CPT [[James StarGazer]]<br /> Red XO: CMDR Tá'Ré Djo<br /> <br /> Hoth Flight<br /> <br /> Red 5: BGN [[Ste T]]<br /> Red 6: CPT [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> Red 7: BGN [[Primlar Potamus]]<br /> Red 8: 2LT [[Olin Frapps]]<br /> <br /> Endor Flight<br /> <br /> Red 9: 2LT [[Jarik Nyine]]<br /> Red 10: <br /> Red 11: CPT [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> <br /> <br /> Returned to Active Service 1 October, 2006<br /> <br /> ==Older Roster==<br /> (Unknown date, presumably tour 4 era)<br /> <br /> CO: COL [[Jan-lo Sunner]]<br /> 2: CPT [[Rekstar Rukilian]]<br /> 3: LGN [[Slyder McGrath]]<br /> 4: MAJ Dhruv Kalra<br /> XO: MAJ Fed Barron<br /> 6: 1LT Cain Lyran<br /> 7: BGN [[Shane Long]]<br /> 8: BGN [[Steve Hawkins]]<br /> 9: MAJ &quot;Ping&quot; Greyson<br /> 10: MAJ Alexander<br /> 11: 2LT Menion Darkwind<br /> 12: LCL [[Kresa Rei'de]]<br /> <br /> <br /> &lt;nowiki&gt;**RETIRED: 10, May 2006**&lt;/nowiki&gt;<br /> <br /> ==Roster during the Battle of Yavin==<br /> <br /> <br /> CO: COM [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garven_Dreis Garven Dreis]<br /> XO: MAJ [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wedge_Antilles Wedge Antilles]<br /> 3: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Biggs_Darklighter Biggs Darklighter]<br /> 4: LGN [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/John_D._Branon John D. Brannon]<br /> 5: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Luke_Skywalker Luke Skywalker]<br /> 6: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Jek_Tono_Porkins Jek Tono Porkins]<br /> 7: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Elyhek_Rue Elyhek Rue]<br /> 8: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bren_Quersey Bren Quersey]<br /> 9: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nozzo_Naytaan Nozzo Naytaan]<br /> 10: 1LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Theron_Nett Theron Nett]<br /> 11: 2LT [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wenton_Chan Wenton Chan]<br /> 12: LCL [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Puck_Naeco Puck Naeco]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{PBF}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Valor Wing]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=File:Star--background-seamless-repeating9.jpg&diff=25192 File:Star--background-seamless-repeating9.jpg 2015-01-10T18:48:57Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: </p> <hr /> <div></div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Jaran_%22Gunsmoke%22_Farlance&diff=25191 Jaran "Gunsmoke" Farlance 2015-01-07T17:27:59Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6 */</p> <hr /> <div>{{title|Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]}}<br /> [[Image:Jaran_Gunsmoke_Farlance_in_Aurebesh_jpg.jpg|700px]]<br /> {{New Republic character infobox|<br /> |name=Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |image=[[File:Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance.jpg]]<br /> |callsign=Gunsmoke<br /> |homeworld=[[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian]]<br /> |birth=<br /> |death=<br /> |family=<br /> |species=Human<br /> |gender=Male<br /> |height=1.88 meters<br /> |weight=225 pounds<br /> |hair=Light Brown; Long<br /> |eyes=Blue<br /> |features=<br /> |era=New Republic<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |associations=[[Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> |ranks=[[MAJ]]<br /> |titles=<br /> }}<br /> <br /> ==Identification==<br /> <br /> [[Image:XeaZF5P.png|thumb|left|alt=Red Squadron Logo|Jaran is a member of ''[[Red Squadron]]'']]<br /> * '''Current rank:''' [[MAJ]]<br /> * '''Status:''' Active<br /> * '''Promotions:''' A total of 4<br /> * '''Position:''' Red Three ([[Red Squadron]] XO)<br /> * '''Station:''' [[Patriot Starfighter Group]] - [[Red Squadron]]<br /> * '''Stationed aboard:''' Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser [[Windstorm]]<br /> * '''Length of service:''' 6 years<br /> * '''Missions:''' A total of 9.<br /> * '''Medals:''' A total of 18.<br /> * '''Mission Narratives:''' A total of 3.<br /> * '''Starfighter:''' X-Wing - ''Chaz''<br /> <br /> == Career History ==<br /> <br /> '''Promotion Record'''[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=2373]<br /> <br /> *''Enlistment Date'': July 09, 2011<br /> ** [[File:MAJ.jpg]] [[Major]]: December 05, 2014<br /> ** [[File:CPT.jpg]] [[Captain]]: June 02, 2014 <br /> ** [[File:1LT.jpg]] [[First Lieutenant]]: April 16, 2014<br /> ** [[File:2LT.jpg]] [[Second Lieutenant]]: July 26, 2008<br /> ** [[File:LJG.jpg]] [[Lieutenant Junior Grade]]: June 23, 2008<br /> ** [[File:CDT.jpg]] [[Cadet]]: June 19, 2008<br /> <br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Phantom Shadow (Oct 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Renegade Star (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSAlvaceStarMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Alvace Star Medal''' - For editing our Wiki to provide people with information on how to run some of our legacy games on modern operating systems (Sept 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMeritCommMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Merit Commendation Medal''' - For assisting with RS wide Bug Reports (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lomax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fabulous Lommax Single Player Campaign (June 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSCitVictoryMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Citation Of Victory Medal''' - For joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopGunMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Top Gun Medal''' - For Operation: Fast Forward Single Player Campaign(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Scoring Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSTopSquadMedal2.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Member Of Top Participating Squadron Medal''' - Red Squadron For Operation: Fast Forward(May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSMisRepMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''' - For narrative on XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings. Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerMasterMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Masters Medal''' - awarded March 7, 2014]]]<br /> [[File:RSBeginnerBasicMedal.png|thumb|150px|[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''Beginners Path Award Medal''' - awarded August 1, 2013]]]<br /> <br /> ==Personal Achievements==<br /> <br /> {| class=&quot;wikitable&quot;<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=333 '''Alvace Star''']<br /> | Updating the RS Wiki with information for installing legacy games on modern PC's.<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Urgent Light (July 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in TIE ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | 1st place in XvT ITOD Mission during Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fabulous Lommax (June 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=449 '''RS Mission Report Medal''']<br /> | Narrative on [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/narrative?id=723 XW OP 10 - Escort New B-Wings.] Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=359 '''Citation of Victory''']<br /> | Joint 1st place in RS Trivia Competition during Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=440 '''RS Top Gun (SP)''']<br /> | Operation: Fast Forward (May 2014)<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=297 '''Beginners Path Masters Award''']<br /> | Awarded March 7, 2014<br /> |-<br /> |[http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/medals/view?id=295 '''Beginners Path Award''']<br /> | Awarded August 1, 2013<br /> |}<br /> <br /> ==Biography==<br /> <br /> Hi all.<br /> <br /> My Name is Jaran Farlance but most people call me Gunsmoke; along with a few choice names I can't repeat here. The top brass of the [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/ Rebel Squadrons] have asked me to present you with a biography. A little insight to my life and how I came to be a part of the RS if you will.<br /> <br /> So, If you have the time, then I have quite a lengthy tale to tell.<br /> <br /> ===Homeworld===<br /> <br /> I was born on the planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian Osarian] in the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Expansion_Region Expansion Region] near the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_Run Corellian Run], and raised in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osa-Prime Osa Prime], the planets capital city.<br /> <br /> I was the only child of wealthy parents and when I say wealthy I mean the kind of wealth normally only afforded by royalty. In fact my parents were as close to royalty as you could get. &quot;Tanner&quot;, my father, was a high ranking official in the Senate and &quot;Tianna&quot;, my mother, a High Chief Whip in the systems interplanetary judiciary. With their combined income, I wanted for nothing. My Fathers' position meant that I would not see much of him for periods of time throughout my youth as he was always busy trying to keep a fragile peace between our homeworld and the inhabitants of our neighbouring planet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rhommamool Rhommamool]. The orbits of our two planets bought us to within a million kilometres of each other roughly every twenty years. Throughout history [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Osarian-Rhommamool_conflict wars] had raged between ourselves and the Rhommamoolians. Although hostilities had ceased many years previously, an air of threat from Rhommamool had always been present and our people always felt that an attack from our poorer neighbours was imminent. The Rhommamoolians economy had faltered whilst ours had flourished meaning that while we lived a life of luxury, our neighbours lived in squalor. Decades earlier our government had taken control of the Rhommomoolian economy in an attempt to ease their burden but corrupt politicians had taken advantage of the situation to line their own pockets with what little resources Rhommamool had, making the situation ten times worse.<br /> <br /> ===Misspent Youth===<br /> <br /> I was the original spoilt child born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My education was exemplary, which was only to be expected when attending only the finest of schools with the best tutors, and although it was always expected of me to follow in my parents footsteps by assuming a high ranking position in politics or law, I had other plans. Don't get me wrong I loved my parents but their constant lectures on fighting for the innocent and protecting those who could not protect themselves wore me down over time. My father especially would keep moaning about corruption in the government, how he was bitterly opposed to it and how he would always try to fight for better conditions for those living on Rhommamool.<br /> <br /> In my mid-teens I had already developed a taste for the things that would lure me away from the straight and narrow, and by my own admission it didn't take much. I suppose I was not that much different from any other kid of my age. I lived for three things... Girls, Booze and the fastest ships I could get my hands on. What set me apart from the other kids was that my parents' wealth meant I was able to pursue each of these to excess.<br /> <br /> By twenty I had found a penchant for gambling. If there was a card game around you could bet I'd be involved. At six feet two inches tall and 16 stone of heavy set muscle I cut an intimidating figure and had a temper to match. It wasn't long before I became a familiar figure in many of the illegal activities that my parents frowned upon. Although they didn't approve of my activities they continued to cover my finances hoping that I would eventually calm down.<br /> <br /> No one caused me trouble. Most were nervous of my violent disposition and those that weren't usually paid a rather nasty price. It would be nothing for me to wait in an alleyway for another gambler who had struck it lucky in a wager. I didn't need the money but would never allow anyone to get the better of me unless I had something to gain from it. I wouldn't lose a seconds sleep out of beating them to a pulp to retrieve my losses and had no fear of the law, after all one whiff of my fathers' wallet would change the attitude of even the most stalwart of law bringers quicker than a Jedi mind trick. I was untouchable and I knew it.<br /> <br /> ===Tatooine===<br /> <br /> At thirty I had befriended (or at least had become associated with) many of the galaxies best smugglers and most feared bounty hunters. I had even worked with a few purely for the thrill of the chase. It was one such character who was to be responsible for my arrival on that dust ball of a world known as [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Tatooine Tatooine] four years ago. I had received a holo message from him telling of an old fashioned [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Podracing pod race] that was to take place in the desert. The potential rewards for gambling were high due to pod racing being declared illegal over twenty years earlier. With this in mind I had fired up my hyperdrive and headed out for this backwater world.<br /> <br /> On arrival at Tatooine I was greeted by the sight of an imperial [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Destroyer star destroyer] hanging ominously above the planets atmosphere. What could the empire want with a slum of a planet such as this? Surely the Empire would not send a star destroyer to sort out an illegal pod race. That would be a little heavy handed even for the empire. <br /> <br /> I touched down in [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mos_Eisley Mos Eisley space port] and headed for the nearest bar. The Empires presence was everywhere. Stormtroopers were stopping and interrogating anybody who had droids with them. I was ignored which suited me right down to the ground. I had no fear of the Empire but could do without the hassle. On entering a small cantina I overheard two locals talking of an old man who had let loose with an old Jedi lightsabre cutting some poor fools arm off. That was precisely the kind of thing you could expect in a place like this, you had to be careful what you said and who you said it to. This was my kind of place. On a small stage to one side of the bar a band played a tune that although catchy at first would soon grate on the nerves. It didn't matter to me however as I would be looking for entertainment of a different kind. <br /> <br /> After necking a few [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Corellian_whiskey Corellian whiskeys] I sat on my stool and looked around the crowded bar for female company. That's when I spotted my friend sitting on his own at a table in a dimly lit corner near the exit. Passed out drunk he wasn't exactly sitting, more slumped across the table. Poor [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Greedo Greedo] never could take his drink. I went to sit next to him and shook him by the shoulder. &quot;Come on old fellah. Wake up and show me the sights!&quot;<br /> <br /> I then realised this was one sleep that Greedo wasn't going to wake up from. Someone had unloaded a blaster into his stomach at point blank range from beneath the table. What a cowardly way to kill someone. Greedo must have suspected he was in trouble as his blaster lay in his hand. Sensing trouble and having left my weapon back on my ship I removed the blaster from his stiffening fingers and slipped out of the bar whilst trying to keep my head down.<br /> <br /> Turning down an alleyway full of cheap hotels I couldn't help but feel that my every movement was being watched although I could see no one looking in my direction. Finding suitable accommodation I took a quick shower. I didn't know what to do. Would I start asking questions about the pod race and risk drawing unwanted attention to myself or would I just cut my losses and head home. I decided to forget the pod race. With such a large imperial presence here it would be unlikely to go ahead anyway. Instead I would continue in my quest to find entertainment in the form of a woman before leaving and so headed out to find another bar. <br /> <br /> Fifteen minutes later I found myself passing some hanger bays, when a hollow voice called to me &quot;Hey you there, stop where you are and put your hands in the air.&quot; It was the unmistakeable voice of a stormtrooper. Realising that I still had Greedos blaster tucked in to my belt I knew what would happen next. I would be interrogated and have a hard time convincing these guys that I had not done away with my friend. Normally I would take my chances in a fight but on turning around I realised I would stand no chance as six stormtroopers were advancing towards me.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a blaster bolt shot through the air from somewhere behind me hitting the leading stormtrooper square in the chest. As he crashed to the ground the other troopers scattered for cover, a good idea and one which I was quick to follow. Diving behind some cargo crates I looked around for the stormtroopers assailant. Again I saw nobody but had to keep my head down as the air filled with energy bolts flying in both directions around me. I stayed behind the crates for what seemed like an eternity when suddenly, as quickly as they had started, the shots ceased. I slowly rose to see what had happened. The stormtroopers had gone.<br /> <br /> &quot;How's it going Big shot?&quot; a voice asked from behind me. I turned and looked straight into the smiling face of a tall heavy set man. Lorean De was a bounty hunter from the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kashyyyk_system Kashyyyk system], and a damn good one too. I'd once seen him wrestle a wanted wookie to the ground and slap gravity cuffs on him in the process. That is no mean feat for a human.<br /> <br /> The sound of blaster fire rang out again but this time it seemed to come from a hanger a few bays away. It was quickly drowned out by a deafening roar as a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/YT-1300_light_freighter correlian freighter] rose above the hanger bays and quickly climbed through the tattoine atmosphere. Lorean and I watched as it streaked into the sky but had to cover our eyes to avoid the glare of the planets twin suns which blazed directly overhead. I turned to Lorean and opened my mouth to thank him when the butt of his pistol struck me in the right temple.<br /> <br /> ===Kidnapped===<br /> <br /> When I awoke I found myself in a small dimly lit room. My head was pounding, partly from Loreans' fist and partly from the whiskey. It was difficult at first to focus on my surroundings, but semi-conscious or not I knew a cell when I was in one.<br /> <br /> A small bed with sheets that looked and smelled like they hadn't been washed in weeks sat in a corner with nothing else other than a toilet, a small sink and a tiny portal looking out at the stars. I was on a ship, but belonging to who? Greedos' weapon had been taken along with my watch and wallet. What the hell was going on? Why had Lorean helped me escape the stormtroopers only to hit me and why had he imprisoned me? My mind reeled with different possibilities but none of them seemed to make sense. Lorean wasn't exactly my best friend but we had only ever crossed words once and I had thought we had a mutual respect for each other. Okay things ''had'' gotten a little heated after I beat him in a [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sabaac Sabacc] game nearly a year ago. He had run out of credits after gambling under the influence of too much [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek_liquor Twi'lek Liquor] and stupidly put up a T-65 X-wing Starfighter he had captured from a bunch of pirates near the outer rim. I guess I probably had taken advantage of the situation but one little starfighter should have meant nothing to a man of his standing. The knock-down drag-out brawl that erupted after the card game proved that not to be the case. Still, that was so long ago I'd felt pretty sure the matter was done and dusted. Judging by the swelling on the side of my face, I had been mistaken.<br /> <br /> After a few hours a small hatch hissed open on the bottom of the cells door through which a tray of food and drink was pushed. The hatch quickly shut again as I retrieved what might be the only food I would get for some time. I didn't know who my captors were but they knew how to cook. I had not eaten a meal as tasty as this since I had lived at home with my parents.<br /> <br /> That was the first time in months that the thought of my parents had even crossed my mind. It struck me that a lecture from my father about my conduct would be a far more enjoyable thing than my current predicament and longed to hear the sweet voice of my mother telling me how much she had missed me.<br /> <br /> Over the coming weeks of captivity these thoughts became an obsession as I did nothing but think about how I had come to be in this mess, how low I had sunk and what scum I had become. My father had always told me to look after those who could not look after themselves. Instead the only person that I had ever looked after was myself. My parents had loved me and done everything they could to help me become a great man, and I had repaid them with nothing but sorrow and heartache.<br /> <br /> I awoke to the sound of a man screaming. It was a sound I had heard many times during my captivity and one that chilled the blood every time. As it had in the past, this sound was soon muffled and then stopped altogether. What had they done to the poor wretch? Minutes later, to my horror, I found out as the frozen corpse of a man bloodied and bruised, floated past the portal. His face was frozen with a look of sheer terror. His lifeless eyes seemingly locked onto mine as he passed into the endless reaches of space.<br /> <br /> Thoughts of my parents slammed into my head as a wave of remorse suddenly washed over me. All I could think of was that I had let them down so badly and now it was beginning to look as though I would never get the chance to make amends. My cell door hissed open and two [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gamorrean Gamorreans] ushered me out into a corridor.<br /> <br /> &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked &quot;Where are you taking me?&quot;<br /> <br /> The guards said nothing but pushed me hard in the back towards an airlock.<br /> <br /> &quot;No. Why are you doing this?&quot;<br /> <br /> I was terrified. A vision of the floating corpse entered my mind, only this time it's face was mine.<br /> <br /> The inner airlock door opened and the guards ushered me inside. I struggled for my life but the guards were just too strong for me in my weakened condition. My head struck the floor as I tumbled into the airlock. The inner door closed with a hiss. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the explosion that would propel me into the great vacuum of space. My parents faces appeared vividly in my mind and I felt tears welling in my eyes as I heard myself saying over and over &quot;I'm sorry.&quot;<br /> <br /> The outer airlock door hissed open. I grimaced, my body becoming tense as I awaited deaths cold embrace, but felt nothing. No explosion. No pain. Nothing.<br /> <br /> After a few seconds I realised that somehow my life would not end now. Somehow I would not die. Not yet, anyway. As I opened my eyes I peered through the open airlock door to see the interior of a small remotely piloted shuttle, normally used only for transporting cargo containers. This one had been modified with a life support system, temperature controls, seating for one person with a restraining belt and a small hyperdrive unit. The tiny craft had no windows. ''Why put a window in a craft that has no pilot?'' I figured. I stepped carefully into the shuttle and sat down. I had no idea where I would be going but anywhere had to be better than staying in the airlock.<br /> <br /> As I sat down and fitted the restraining belt across my chest the door slid shut and I felt the inertia of small booster rockets propel the small craft away from the airlock. The artificial gravity of my captors ship fell away and only the restraing belt stopped me from floating around the interior of the small craft. After a few minutes the ship lurched and my stomach seemed to turnover. A familiar feeling for anyone who has had the experience of a sudden jump into hyperspace on a ship with no gravity.<br /> <br /> ''Who were my captors and why had I not suffered the same fate as the poor soul I had seen through the portal of my cell? Where were they sending me now?'' They obviously had no intentions of harming me. If they had wanted me dead I would be floating into eternity by now. Wherever I was going, I would greet whoever opened the door with the sight of a haggard man, unshaven for many weeks and who not having had a wash in all that time, smelled like bantha fodder.<br /> <br /> About an hour later the ship lurched again as it dropped into subspace and minutes later the effect of natural gravity slowly took a grip on my body. I was obviously nearing the end of my journey as the craft was cutting its way through the atmosphere of a planet. It must have been about fifteen minutes later when the crafts door slowly lifted and I felt natural air invade my lungs for the first time in weeks. Looking out of the hatch I saw a huge city full of skyscrapers. The air was full of motion as transports flew back and fore. The sky was dark and the streets lit with street lamps. A squad of stormtroopers waited for me to step out of the shuttle, their weapons trained on me. I knew this place. I had never been here before but had seen it many times in books and holomovies. I now stood on [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Coruscant Coruscant] the imperial homeworld.<br /> <br /> ===Coruscant===<br /> <br /> I was taken to a holding cell in the city's correctional facilities and told that I would face charges for the murder of Greedo, resisting arrest and the killing of an imperial officer. Although I protested my innocence, no-one would listen to me. I was told that the court had appointed a defence lawyer for me, who would take any statements I had to make within the hour. I sat in the holding cell contemplating my fate. Murderers were usually sent to places like the spice mines of Kessel for life, but killing an imperial officer would almost certainly incur the death penalty.<br /> <br /> About half an hour later the door to my cell opened and two imperial guards escorted my defence lawyer in. My Mother wore a traditional Osarian dress coloured in reds and golds, her long ebony coloured hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, framing her serene face. She looked every bit as regal as I remembered her.<br /> <br /> The two guards left the cell at my mothers' request. She then told me everything that she knew. Six weeks earlier my parents had received a holomessage from a man telling them that I had been kidnapped and that If they ever wanted to see their son again, they had better comply with his demands. Fifty thousand imperial credits had to be transferred into an off world bank account and if my parents told anyone of the deal, I would be a dead man. No name was given but my father used his contacts to trace the account to a man known for his involvement in a criminal outfit known as the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Black_Sun_Criminal_Syndicate Black Sun].<br /> <br /> This organisation was feared throughout the galaxy as being a most violent and deadly band of people. My parents knew that any deception on their part would almost certainly result in my untimely demise. Feeling they had no other option, they had secretly paid the ransom only to be told that I was being handed over to the Empire, who had named me as the prime suspect for two killings on Tatooine. Hearing this, my mother, who through her job knew how to play the legal system, had insisted on being allowed to represent me in court. The only evidence to support the empires' case was Greedos' blaster (which had conveniently been recovered by the Empire) with my fingerprints all over it. Circumstantial evidence at best.<br /> <br /> My mother had demanded and been allowed to speak to the stormtroopers present at the shootout on tatooine. On interrogation one of them had let slip that I had never drawn a weapon. My mother warned me that although my defence was strong the Empire would not want to lose face and that I would probably still face a heavy fine. At least I would not face a firing squad.<br /> <br /> The next day I faced the court. On hearing the evidence, the court found me guilty of failing to report a murder and resisting arrest. Then came the hammer blow. I would be sentenced to a fine of two hundred and fifty thousand imperial credits and AN ENFORCED FIVE YEAR TOUR OF DUTY IN THE [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Navy IMPERIAL NAVY]. My mother almost fell off her chair. This was unheard of. She tried to launch an appeal but to no avail. The Empire was still smarting from the loss of some battle station it called the [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Star Death Star] on the day after my ill fated tatooine trip. I tried to reassure my mother that I did not mind. In fact, I would use the opportunity to make a fresh start.<br /> <br /> ===Imperial Navy Career===<br /> <br /> That is exactly what I did. I spent the next two years in the military academy where I would graduate top of my class. I was a model cadet, attentive and fastidious. I was determined to make my parents proud of the law abiding man I had become. I would regularly take shore leave on my homeworld and could not understand my father's apprehension at the career that I now lived for.<br /> <br /> At my graduation ceremony I took the oath to uphold the Emperors Law and serve the Galactic Empire. I was then awarded my first post upon the star destroyer Avenger under the command of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Lorth_Needa Captain Needa]. This was indeed an honour as the '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Avenger Avenger]' had been selected by Lord Vader himself to serve in his personal '[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Squadron Death Squadron]'.<br /> <br /> When I had settled in to my quarters I tried to send a holomessage to my parents but could not seem to get through. I tried many times over the next few days but kept getting no response from my families home. After numerous failed attempts to contact my parents I spoke to my C.O. asking him to look into the problem as I was starting to worry for my families safety and was assured that every attempt would be made to find out what had become of my parents. He returned the following day to tell me that my parents were alive and well. They had taken an impromptu holiday for the first time in years. I thought it strange that they had not contacted me before hand, but accepted what he told me.<br /> <br /> Two weeks later my collegues and I would see action for the first time. The rebellion had been located on the frozen planet of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hoth Hoth]. The fleet was to drop from hyperspace some distance away from the planet and launch squadrons of TIE Bombers who would bombard the planets surface destroying the rebel base. A ground assault would then be launched to round up any surviving rebel soldiers and stop them from escaping. The battle would be swift and spell the end of the rebellion.<br /> <br /> Excited at the prospect of battle I tried once again to contact my parents and tell them of the good news. I would help to restore order to the galaxy by being involved in the extermination of this lawless band of rebels.<br /> <br /> That's when my world fell apart.<br /> <br /> ===End Of My World===<br /> <br /> My holomessage was answered by a young woman who I immediately recognised as being one of the servants of my families home. She told me that my parents were dead. In order to finance the building of a second Death Star the Empire had ordered an audit into the finances of all high ranking officials on various planets throughout the galaxy. A large monetary transaction from my parents to an offworld bank account had been discovered. On further investigation a link had been made from my parents to the Black Sun. My parents had been named as terrorist sympathisers and a squad of stormtroopers had been ordered to my family home with a warrant for their arrest. <br /> <br /> A stormtrooper had placed his hand on my fathers shoulder to restrain him while gravity cuffs were fitted around his wrists. My father had pulled away saying that there would be no need for restraints, they would cooperate without resistance. The trooper pushed my father to the floor causing my mother to go berserk. She jumped on to the back of one of the guards and was immediately thrown to the floor. My father rose to protest and was quickly cut down by a barrage of blaster bolts. My mother was incarcerated and within hours had appeared before a court.<br /> <br /> Justice is swift in the Empire. My mothers' case was heard and tried within an hour, giving no time for a defence to be raised. Sentenced to the death penalty for treason my mother had been executed by firing squad the next day. All this had taken place two weeks earlier. My head reeled. My parents were dead, murdered by the people I now served. The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My parents were guilty of one crime only, loving their only child. They had paid a ransom to preserve my life and it had led to them being labelled criminals and executed.<br /> <br /> ===Insubordination===<br /> <br /> The Empire had taken the lives of my parents and nobody had contacted me to tell me, in fact my CO had lied to me about their whereabouts. I wanted answers. Storming onto the bridge, I let fly a barrage of abuse at my CO. I was quickly approached by four guards. They could have sent twenty, nothing would stop me demanding an audience with Captain Needa. The guards picked themselves up for another attempt at restraining me and at that moment Captain Needa strode onto the bridge, &quot;STOP&quot; he shouted. At once everybody was still.<br /> <br /> &quot;YOU&quot; he said pointing directly at me, &quot;I will see you in my quarters NOW&quot;.<br /> <br /> I followed him off the bridge and when we arrived at his room he told me in no uncertain terms that the only reason I would not face a court martial for my actions, was that he had heard of my parents death and realised that I was in pain. He told me that he would make sure that a full investigation would be made into the events at my parents home and gave me his word that if any wrong had been done, the perpetrators would be dealt with severely. He would make sure that justice was served but right now we were about to fly into battle and it would have to wait until we had dealt with the rebel infestation of the planet Hoth. He told me to take my anger out on the rebels when the battle began. I asked to be allowed to take part in the ground assault but was told that I would be the sole pilot of a gunboat. My job would be to intercept any rebel ships trying to escape the Hoth system. I would destroy all ships taking no prisoners.<br /> <br /> Captain Needa was good at his job. He had managed not only to calm me down but convinced me to fight for the Empire after what they had done to my parents. I still can't believe he did it, even now.<br /> <br /> Just a few hours later the fleet emerged from hyperspace in the Hoth system. Unfortunately our close proximity to the planet meant that the rebels were warned of our presence. By the time the bombers had been launched a shield had been raised protecting their base from the oncoming aerial bombardment. Now an all out ground assault would have to be launched which would prove costly in both lives and money.<br /> <br /> Cursing my luck I sat in the cockpit of my Gunboat waiting for the first of the rebel craft that would try to escape their doom. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and of the injustice that had happened. My fathers voice was as real as if he were sitting next to me. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; I was still angry and found myself talking back as though my parents could hear me. &quot;It didn't do you any good did it.?&quot;<br /> <br /> A green blip appeared on my forward scanner. I quickly locked sensors on the blip to find it was a large rebel transporter. Those on board would be the first victims of my wrath. Locking on to the transporter I switched my torpedo's to linked.<br /> <br /> As I waited for the cross hairs on my HUD to turn red my fathers voice came to me again, only this time, somehow, it seemed crystal clear as though it could only be supernatural in origin. &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; <br /> <br /> Looking down at my sensors again I noticed that the transporter was carrying civilians. Of course, the troops would be down on the planet surface engaged in a bloody ground war. These weren't soldiers. As it was the first transporter trying to escape, the civilians were probably women and children. The transporter had no weapons and only modest shields that would not withstand my attack. They were sitting ducks.<br /> <br /> &quot;Protect the innocent. Help those who can not help themselves.&quot; My fathers voiced boomed, and suddenly it hit me. I was fighting for the wrong side. Why kill civilians to avenge my fathers death. If I was to kill anyone it would be those who had been responsible. Those like my C.O. An insane notion entered my head. I would give my life to save these people.<br /> <br /> Firing up my thrusters I altered my course and headed towards the Avenger. Switching my shield to full forward I lined my ship up and flew directly towards the bridge. Turbo lasers suddenly started spewing bolts of energy at me in an attempt to stop my head on collision course. Jinking back and forth I avoided the lasers and stayed on course. The Avenger started moving slowly in an arc across the sky in front of me, trying to take evasive action and fell straight into the path of a huge blast of Ion energy which had erupted from the planets surface. So the rebels had an Ion canon, that might help the situation. The first transporter shot past and headed into hyperspace. They were away. <br /> <br /> With the Avenger floating helplessly in space, disabled by the Ion blast, I altered course again and headed for the nearest star destroyer. Targeting its shield generators, I let two missiles fly at each. The missiles made direct hits but the generators stood firm. Again I targeted them and was just about to let loose two more missiles when three tie interceptors cut directly in front of me aiming their guns directly at my hull.<br /> <br /> Sparks showered around my cockpit and I prepared myself for the end, when from out of nowhere an X-wing appeared rapidly taking out all three Tie's. I felt sure I would be its next victim but instead the craft pulled alongside my gunboat. The rebel pilot inside saluted me and gestured for me to follow him. I locked my sensors on to him and plotted his trajectory as he shot into hyperspace. I could only identify one system on that heading so set a course and jumped.<br /> <br /> ===New Beginnings===<br /> <br /> On dropping out of hyperspace I found myself surrounded by rebel transporters. How many had escaped during my battle with the star destroyers? Many, it seemed. I was directed to one of the hangers of the '''Imperial I-class Star Destroyer''' [[Redemption]]. This is where I would make my fresh start, and what better name for my new home 'Redemption'.<br /> <br /> So that's how I came to be a member of the rebellion. I have been here for some time now, working as a mechanic on the Redemption until I joined [[Red Squadron]] a few months ago. Since my reassignment to the '''Mon Calamari MC80a Star Cruiser''' [[Windstorm]] I have worked my way up the ranks to become a Major, have become XO of Red Squadron. I've become pretty handy with a light saber and graduated from the academy with a Masters Ribbon. <br /> <br /> I often think back of my adventures, (of which there have been many) and although I feel like I have reached closure over my parents death (Yes I've caught up with Lorean De. That's a story I'll tell you another time), two things still remain unanswered.<br /> <br /> Who killed my friend Greedo? Whoever he was, he got me into one hell of a lot of trouble. I owe him one and if I ever find out who he was, well let's just say he's going to be sorry,<br /> <br /> and<br /> <br /> Who flew that corellian freighter out of Mos Eisley? That was the best bit of flying I have ever seen and that pilot drew away the stormtroopers that were after me. If I find out who he was, I'm going to buy that man a few Alderian whiskeys. I'm sure we would have a few tales to tell.<br /> <br /> Maybe I can share them with you sometime.<br /> <br /> Until then…<br /> <br /> Good luck in your battles.<br /> <br /> MAJ. Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> <br /> [[image:Jaran's_Custom_Sig.png]]<br /> <br /> ==My Personal Fighter - Chaz==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''&quot;Chaz&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:X-Wing_-_Chaz_(small).jpg]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/X-wing_starfighter T-65 X-Wing Starfighter]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=''12.5 metres''<br /> |width=<br /> |height=<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=''1,200 km/h (higher speeds possible with deflector shields on)''<br /> |engine=* ''Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines (4)<br /> Alternate configuration:''<br /> * ''Incom 4j.4 fusial thrust engines (4)''<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=''Incom GBk-585 hyperdrive unit''<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=''Novaldex O4-Z cryogenic power cell''<br /> |hull=''Titanium alloy hull''<br /> |shield gen=''Chempat &quot;Defender&quot; deflector shield generator''<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=* ''Taim &amp; Bak KX9 or IX4 laser cannons (4)''<br /> * ''Krupx MG7 proton torpedo launchers (2)''<br /> ** ''Standard load: 3 torpedoes each''<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=* ''Pilot''<br /> * [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=''None''<br /> |capacity=''110 Kilogrames''<br /> |consumables=''1 week, but extendable by outer pods''<br /> |othersystems=''S-foils''<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners=<br /> |namedcrew=* ''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> * ''Astromech Droid R2-L6''<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> [[File:Jaran_in_pilot_gear.jpg‎]]<br /> :'''Craft Type:'''<br /> :*Type - T65 X-Wing Starfighter<br /> :*Colour - Customised Dark Green and White<br /> :*Designation - &quot;Chaz&quot;<br /> <br /> So. What do you think of my baby eh? I won her in a Sabacc game on bespin a few years ago. The owner had captured her from a group of pirates and really didn't like it when he lost her, but all's fair in love and Sabacc eh?<br /> <br /> When I took posession I gave her a custom paint job and named her &quot;Chaz&quot; after a pet [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Garral Garral] I owned as a child. My father brought it back from the forests of [http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wayland Wayland] after visiting the planet on a diplomatic mission. Just like the Garral, Chaz is small but has a powerful bite. I've made a few little modifications since getting my hands on her.<br /> <br /> X-wings are reasonably maneuverable starfighters. They have two pairs of wing-like strike-foils, or S-foils, mounted at the rear of the craft on opposite sides. The foils on each side lock in place flush against each other; during combat, however, the foils are folded out to increase the spread coverage of the laser cannons mounted at the tips of the foils. This gave the craft its distinctive &quot;X&quot;-like appearance when viewed from the front or rear. The cannons on some earlier models could not be fired with the S-foils in locked position, perhaps as a safety feature. During hyperspace travel, the S-foils remain locked to conserve energy.<br /> <br /> In some models, its already impressive velocity has been tweaked to allow short microbursts of speed. However, in order to utilize this feature, the weapons systems had to be switched off and the S-foils locked flush against each other. &quot;Chaz&quot; however, utilises the same speed boost technology but enhanced so as to be usable with the S-foils open and in full combat mode. Other models utilized the locked foils while maintaining weapons, albeit at reduced power and accuracy.<br /> <br /> Some may find it strange that a pilot in Red Squadron would give his ship a custom green livery but I like it. I feel it makes her stand out among the others X-Wings in the hangar. I chose green because I felt that in well lit conditions she'd look great but would also have the benefit of being difficult to notice out in the void. A suspicion proved correct in my first X-Wing combat mission for Red Squadron known as [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/itod/mission?id=1062 Op 10: The Shuttle Tru'lak]. Twenty kills proved the pirates never knew what hit them.<br /> <br /> Navigation and system maintenance is handled by my ever faithful pal &quot;Elsix&quot;, an astromech droid designated R2-L6 who has been with me since I joined Red Squadron. He often complains at me calling him &quot;Elsix&quot; saying that he would prefer to be known as &quot;El Supreme droid commander of astro navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious!!!<br /> <br /> ==My Astromech Buddy - R2-L6==<br /> {{Individual_ship_NR|<br /> |name='''R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot;'''<br /> |image=[[File:R2L6.jpg|250px]]<br /> |class=[http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/R2-series_astromech_droid Astromech Droid]<br /> |modifier=''Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance''<br /> |sysmods=<br /> |length=<br /> |width=<br /> |height=''0.92 meters''<br /> |max accel=<br /> |mglt=<br /> |max speed=<br /> |engine=<br /> |hyperdrive=<br /> |hdsystem=<br /> |poweroutput=<br /> |power=<br /> |hull=<br /> |shield gen=<br /> |sensor=<br /> |target=<br /> |navigation=<br /> |avionics=<br /> |countermeasures=<br /> |armament=<br /> |complement=<br /> |crew=<br /> |skeleton=<br /> |passengers=<br /> |capacity=<br /> |consumables=<br /> |othersystems=<br /> |role=<br /> |commission=<br /> |firstsight=<br /> |destroyed=<br /> |retired=<br /> |lastsight=<br /> |battles=<br /> |affiliation=[[Red Squadron]]<br /> |owners= Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance<br /> |namedcrew=<br /> |captains=<br /> |}}<br /> <br /> ===Acquisition===<br /> <br /> This is R2-L6 or &quot;Elsix&quot; as I call him. Shortly before joining Red Squadron, I was working as a mechanic responsible for fighter maintenance on the Windstorm. One morning I was presented with an X-Wing in dire need of repair. Practically every system on board had been shot to hell and this little droid was still stuck in its astromech socket looking fit only for the the scrapheap.<br /> <br /> I was just about to sign the ship's decommissioning order when I was interrupted in my work by COL. [[Ta-Re Djo]], who sent me on my first mission with Red Squadron.<br /> <br /> It didn't go too well.<br /> <br /> I made forty confirmed kills (including a Star Destroyer) before my A-Wing was lost and I ended up taking a swim in one of the Windstorms Bacta Tanks. My injuries, along with losing the A-Wing, made me so angry I swore vengeance on the Empire and asked for squadron placement. That's how I ended up in one of the oldest and most prestigious squadrons in the RS as Red Three.<br /> <br /> To take my mind off almost losing my life, I set about repairing the old X-Wing. When I juiced the battered ship up with a power conduit, Elsix went berserk. I couldn't believe there was still life in him. The air turned blue with the little droid's beeps and protests. After un-jamming him from his socket, I gave him a complete overhaul.<br /> <br /> When I took him back to his owner I was shocked to hear that he was not wanted. The pilot blamed Elsix for the tattered state of his X-Wing, saying that he would rather fly a cargo ship full of Rancor dung through the Outer Rim than ever go back to battle with &quot;that box of rusted bolts&quot;.<br /> <br /> Decorum prevents me from telling you what Elsix had to say.<br /> <br /> After flying a few simulated historical missions with him, I found him to be a more than capable co-pilot. He made all the right decisions and kept chaz flying with speedy repairs and modifications when needed. If it hadn't been for him I would possibly have failed the sims, so I decided to 'adopt' him and he's been by my side ever since.<br /> <br /> The only thing which gives me cause for concern is his hatred of the name &quot;Elsix&quot;. He wants to be called &quot;El Supreme Droid Commander of Astro Navigation and all things important to everyone&quot; which is quite funny...<br /> <br /> ...until you realise he's serious.<br /> [[Category:People]] [[Category:Characters]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Dagger_Squadron&diff=25190 Dagger Squadron 2014-12-21T20:02:24Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Rosters */</p> <hr /> <div>{{eras|ibg|vsg}}<br /> {{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:Dagger.jpg|250 px]]<br /> |name=Dagger Squadron<br /> |founder=''(Unknown)''<br /> |leader= COL[[Naes Draw]]<br /> |members=<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=Subterrel Sector<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=''(Unknown)''<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=<br /> |restored=<br /> |assigned=''Imperial I''-class Star Destroyer ''[[Redemption (ISD)|Redemption]]''<br /> |unit=[[Subterrel Strike Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> ==History==<br /> Dagger squadron is one of the oldest squadrons in RS, there is much history and success in this squadron, some of the best XWA pilots were and still are active here. Dagger continues to take it to the Empire and make them regret ever harming any being. To the HILT!!!<br /> <br /> ==Rosters==<br /> <br /> ===Current Roster - 21 December 2014===<br /> Hilt Flight <br /> * Dagger CO: COL [[Naes Draw]]<br /> * Dagger XO: CMDR [[Mia StormChaser]] <br /> * Dagger 3: BGN [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> * Dagger 4: LCM [[Jay Forerunner]]<br /> Guard Flight <br /> * Dagger 5: LJG [[PigmyGiant]] <br /> * Dagger 6: ADM [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]]<br /> * Dagger 7: LCL [[Jalen Ramz]]<br /> * Dagger 8: 2LT [[&quot;Crazy&quot; Carl]] <br /> Blade Flight <br /> * Dagger 9: GEN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> * Dagger 10: BGN [[Richo]] <br /> * Dagger S0:<br /> * Dagger 12: CDT [[Lalita invisible]]<br /> <br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - 30 July 2012===<br /> Hilt Flight <br /> * Dagger CO: COL [[Naes Draw]]<br /> * Dagger XO: BGN [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> * Dagger 3: None<br /> * Dagger 4: LCM [[Jay Forerunner]]<br /> Guard Flight <br /> * Dagger 5: LJG [[PigmyGiant]] <br /> * Dagger 6: ADM [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]]<br /> * Dagger 7: LCL [[Jalen Ramz]]<br /> * Dagger 8: LJG [[&quot;Crazy&quot; Carl]] <br /> Blade Flight <br /> * Dagger 9: GEN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> * Dagger 10: BGN [[Richo]] <br /> * Dagger S0: MAJ [[Mia StormChaser]]<br /> * Dagger 12: None<br /> <br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - 06 August 2011===<br /> Hilt Flight <br /> * Dagger CO: COL [[Naes Draw]]<br /> * Dagger XO: BGN [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> * Dagger 3: MGN [[Ton Matty]]<br /> * Dagger 4: <br /> Guard Flight <br /> * Dagger 5: RA [[Himm El-Syna]] (LOA) <br /> * Dagger 6: ADM [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]]<br /> * Dagger 7: 1LT [[BlackHawk]]<br /> * Dagger 8: None <br /> Blade Flight <br /> * Dagger 9: GEN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> * Dagger 10: BRG [[Richo]] <br /> * Dagger 11: 1LT [[Mia StormChaser]]<br /> * Dagger 12: None<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - 28 March 2010===<br /> Hilt Flight <br /> * Dagger CO: LCL [[Naes Draw]]<br /> * Dagger 2: COL [[Richo]] <br /> * Dagger 3: RA [[Himm El-Syna]] (LOA)<br /> * Dagger 4: MGN [[Ton Matty]]<br /> Guard Flight <br /> * Dagger XO: COL [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> * Dagger 6: ADM [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]]<br /> * Dagger 7: BGN [[Galic Mars]] <br /> * Dagger 8: None <br /> Blade Flight <br /> * Dagger 9: GEN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> * Dagger 10: None <br /> * Dagger 11: None<br /> * Dagger 12: None<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - 18 August 2009===<br /> Hilt Flight <br /> * Dagger CO: LCL [[Naes Draw]]<br /> * Dagger 2: LCL [[Richo]] <br /> * Dagger 3: RA [[Himm El-Syna]]<br /> * Dagger 4: MGN [[Ton Matty]]<br /> Guard Flight <br /> * Dagger 5: ADM [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]] (LOA)<br /> * Dagger 6: GEN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> * Dagger 7: None <br /> * Dagger 8: None <br /> Blade Flight <br /> * Dagger 9: None<br /> * Dagger 10: None <br /> * Dagger XO: COL [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> * Dagger 12: None<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - 15 September 2008===<br /> Hilt Flight <br /> * Dagger CO: CMDR [[Richo]]<br /> * Dagger 2: None <br /> * Dagger 3: CPT [[Michael Dreadman]]<br /> * Dagger 4: RA [[Himm El-Syna]]<br /> Guard Flight <br /> * Dagger 5: MGN [[Ton Matty]]<br /> * Dagger 6: VA [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]] (LOA) <br /> * Dagger 7: COL [[Galic Mars]] (Semi-LOA) <br /> * Dagger 8: None <br /> Blade Flight <br /> * Dagger 9: LGN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> * Dagger 10: None <br /> * Dagger XO: MAJ [[Naes Draw]]<br /> * Dagger 12: MAJ [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - 09 January 2008===<br /> Hilt Flight<br /> *Dagger CO: LCM [[Richo]]<br /> *Dagger 2: LGN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> *Dagger 3: 2LT [[Michael Dreadman]]<br /> *Dagger 4: RA [[Himm El-Syna]]<br /> Guard Flight<br /> *Dagger 5: MGN [[Ton Matty]]<br /> *Dagger 6: VA [[Spokes]]<br /> *Dagger 7: LCL [[Galic Mars]]<br /> *Dagger 8: None<br /> Blade Flight<br /> *Dagger XO: MAJ [[Naes Draw]]<br /> *Dagger 10: CPT [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> *Dagger 11: 1LT [[El Sergi]]<br /> *Dagger 12: CMDR [[Alexander Vandross]]<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - 29 June 2007===<br /> Hilt Flight<br /> *Dagger CO: LGN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> *Dagger 2: None<br /> *Dagger 3: 2LT [[Stoney]]<br /> *Dagger 4: COM [[Himm El-Syna]]<br /> Guard Flight<br /> *Dagger 5: 2LT [[Desrik Koryn]]<br /> *Dagger 6: VA [[Spokes]]<br /> *Dagger 7: None<br /> *Dagger 8: LCM [[Hermann]]<br /> Blade Flight<br /> *Dagger 9: 2LT [[Naes Draw]]<br /> *Dagger 10: BGN [[Ace Farlander]]<br /> *Dagger 11: CMDR [[Alexander Vandross]]<br /> *Dagger 12: MGN [[Gavin Phalon]]<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - 18 February 2006===<br /> Shrapnel Flight<br /> *CO: BGN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> *2: 1LT [[Stirlitz]]<br /> *3: 1LT [[Galic Mars]]<br /> *4: LGN [[Himm El-Syna]]<br /> Ruber Flight <br /> *5: COL [[Ton Matty]]<br /> *6: VA [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]]<br /> *7: 1LT [[Jaja Darksight]]<br /> *8: 1LT [[jelf boom]]<br /> Locker Flight<br /> *9: 2LT [[Jarka Porkins]]<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: None<br /> *12: CMDR [[Alexander Vandross]]<br /> <br /> ===Historical Roster - 20 October 2004===<br /> *CO: LCL [[Kresa Rei'de]]<br /> *2: CMDR [[Castin &quot;Fox&quot; Jaheran]]<br /> *3: <br /> *4: BGN [[Himm El-Syna]]<br /> *XO: LCL [[Ton Matty]]<br /> *6: RA [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]]<br /> *7: CPT [[Ric Gravin]]<br /> *8: CMDR [[Daron Lochek]]<br /> *9:<br /> *10: CPT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/810 Raistlin]<br /> *11: MGN [[Jon Anchorage]]<br /> *12: MAJ [[Alexander Vandross|Alexander]]<br /> <br /> ===Historical Roster - 2 August 2000===<br /> Vampire Flight <br /> *CO: LCL [[Kino Pordyh]]<br /> *2: LCM Cutter - ''MIA''<br /> *3: 2LT [[Ace Strife]]<br /> *4: -<br /> Werewolf Flight<br /> *XO: CPT [[David Vaughan]]<br /> *6: -<br /> *7: -<br /> *8: 2LT [[Daron Lochek]]<br /> Phantom Flight<br /> *9: CPT Maniac - ''MIA''<br /> *10: LCM [[Bluejay]]<br /> *11: -<br /> *12: BGN Jedi [[Pete Arie]]<br /> <br /> ===Historical Roster - Unknown Date===<br /> <br /> *Dagger 1(CO): [[Ton Matty]]<br /> *Dagger 2 : [[Castin &quot;Fox&quot; Jaheran]]<br /> *Dagger 3 : TBA<br /> *Dagger 4 : [[Himm El-Syna]]<br /> *Dagger 5 : TBA<br /> *Dagger 6 : [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]] <br /> *Dagger 7 : [[Ric Gravin]] <br /> *Dagger 8 : TBA<br /> *Dagger 9 XO: [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]] <br /> *Dagger 10: [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/810 Raistlin]<br /> *Dagger 11: [[Jon Anchorage]] <br /> *Dagger 12: [[Alexander Vandross|Alexander]]<br /> <br /> Cadets in Training: <br /> <br /> *Dagger 13: TBA<br /> *Dagger 14: [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/1340 Sy'eel Mer]<br /> *Dagger 15: [[Calista Fairbright]]<br /> <br /> == Current Pilots Personal Craft==<br /> <br /> LCL Naes Draw: X-Wing - ''X-Bird''<br /> <br /> COL Richo: TIE Defender - ''Resurrection'' <br /> <br /> RA Himm El-Syna: X-Wing - ''Avalanche''<br /> <br /> MGN Ton Matty: X-wing - ''Rust Bucket''<br /> <br /> COL Swifty Chapple: X-Wing - ''Speedy''<br /> <br /> ADM Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran: X-Wing - ''Scorcher''<br /> <br /> BGN Galic Mars: A-Wing - ''Bolt''<br /> <br /> GEN Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;: X-Wing - ''Swift Kick''<br /> <br /> MAJ Mia StormChaser: X-Wing -''[[WildCard Two]]''<br /> <br /> LJG &quot;Crazy&quot; Carl: A-Wing -''[[Ace-hole]]<br /> <br /> == Squadron Website==<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/ http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/dagger http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/dagger] - Current Site&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> [[File:Daggersquadron.jpg]]<br /> <br /> {{VSG}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Vigilance Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Intrepid Battle Group]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Red_Dragon_Squadron&diff=25189 Red Dragon Squadron 2014-12-21T18:48:21Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: </p> <hr /> <div>{{eras|rgf|vsg}}<br /> {{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:Logo.reddragon.gif]]<br /> |name=Red Dragon Squadron<br /> |founder=''(Unknown)''<br /> |leader=CMDR [[Kimiao Quinal]]<br /> |members=*[[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> *[[Shikkie Kaaran]]<br /> *[[Pete Arie]]<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=Subterrel Sector<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=Prior to 1998<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=<br /> |restored=<br /> |assigned=''Imperial I''-class Star Destroyer ''[[Redemption (ISD)|Redemption]]''<br /> |unit=[[Subterrel Strike Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;width: 385px; float: right; clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;<br /> &lt;u&gt;Current Roster - December 21st, 2014&lt;/u&gt;<br /> '''Ruby Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 1: CMDR [[Kimiao Quinal]] ('''CO''')<br /> Red Dragon 2: GEN [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya]]<br /> Red Dragon 3: FA [[Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Red Dragon 4: MAJ [[Wayne77177]]<br /> '''Scarlet Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 5: MAJ [[ChristoUS82]] ('''XO''')<br /> Red Dragon 6: MGN [[Max Cal]] (LOA)<br /> Red Dragon 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> Red Dragon 8: LCL [[Jelf Boom]]<br /> '''Crimson Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 9: 2LT [[Tavon]]<br /> Red Dragon 10: None<br /> Red Dragon 11: None<br /> Red Dragon 12: None<br /> '''Training Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 13: CDT [[ReaverT]]<br /> Red Dragon 14: None<br /> Red Dragon 15: None<br /> Red Dragon 16: None<br /> &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> The Red Dragon Squadron is one of the oldest units of the former Renegade Fleet, and was one of six squads in the Vigilance Starfighter Group. After the VSG got disbanded, Red Dragon Squadron became one of the remaining eleven squadrons in the Task Force. Our mission is that of a heavy hitting vanguard unit, tasked with the duty of defending our fleet and high priority missions where more firepower is needed. Former RDS COs include: [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]], [[Sienn Sconn]], [[Pete Arie]], [[Shikkie Kaaran]], [[Adam Mieter]] and [[Rahvin]].<br /> <br /> == Past Red Dragon Squadron Quotes &amp; Mottos ==<br /> <br /> *&quot;RDS: The Die Hard Squadron.&quot;<br /> *&quot;There are two kinds of dragons: the red and the dead.&quot;<br /> *&quot;Why don't the Impies just shoot each other? That's all that happens when I start to dodge like an epileptic Ewok on crack.&quot; -- Shikkie Kaaran<br /> *&quot;Imagine you're in RDS. Now quit dreamin' because you can't hang with the RgF's 'die hard' squad!&quot;<br /> *&quot;Oh my GOD! That RDS pilot just shot the Captain in the head, from inside the bridge! ...heh...who says you can't fit an X-Wing down the hallways?&quot;<br /> *&quot;We fly, you die, yo momma cry.&quot;<br /> *&quot;The RDS has put flamethrowers on the noses of its X-Wings. Now who wants BBQ Impie?&quot;<br /> *&quot;Red Dragons = Deadly Gentlemen. Impies = -6 feet tall.&quot;<br /> *&quot;Ruby, Scarlet, Crimson...these are the colors that are feared by all.&quot;<br /> *(Dusty) &quot;Whee, that was a close one!&quot; (Shikkie) &quot;Dusty, they didn't even shoot back.&quot; (Dusty) &quot;Yeah, but at least they got their fingers over the trigger this time.&quot;<br /> <br /> == Medals ==<br /> <br /> Red Dragon Squadron has received the following medals:<br /> <br /> RS Top Squadron<br /> <br /> * Scoring Session ?<br /> * Scoring Session VIII<br /> * Scoring Session IX<br /> <br /> == Cumulative Kills (Assists) ==<br /> <br /> These values are based on reports with approved documents (screenshots), counted from VSG Tour 1 to Tour 3 (306A-B) and the following RS Tour 3 (309A-310B) on both platforms.<br /> <br /> {|<br /> |-<br /> | valign=&quot;top&quot; |<br /> * '''Cloakshape Fighter''': 19 (4)<br /> * '''Planetary Fighter''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Preybird Fighter''': 10 (3)<br /> * '''R-41 Starchaser''': 57 (19)<br /> * '''Razor Fighter''': 6 (4)<br /> * '''Z-95 Headhunter''': 12 (2)<br /> * '''Supa Fighter''': 1 (1)<br /> * '''T-Wing''': 23 (6)<br /> * '''X-Wing''': 13 (3)<br /> * '''Y-Wing''': 9 (2)<br /> * '''Gunboat''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''Pursuer''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''TIE Fighter''': 260 (65)<br /> * '''TIE Bomber''': 160 (22)<br /> * '''TIE Interceptor''': 153 (31)<br /> * '''TIE Advanced''': 22 (21)<br /> * '''TIE Defender''': 12 (0)<br /> * '''Assault Gunboat''': 70 (16)<br /> * '''Escort Shuttle''': 6 (3)<br /> * '''Lambda Shuttle''': 24 (2)<br /> * '''Assault Transport''': 6 (2)<br /> | valign=&quot;top&quot; |<br /> * '''Stormtrooper Transport''': 40 (5)<br /> * '''Corellian Transport''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Muurian Transport''': 2 (1)<br /> * '''Modified Action Transport''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Imperial Landing Craft''': 8 (0)<br /> * '''System Patrol Craft''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Escort Carrier''': 1 (1)<br /> * '''Assault Frigate''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Nebulon-B Frigate''': 2 (3)<br /> * '''Corellian Corvette''': 6 (2)<br /> * '''Modified Corvette''': 5 (0)<br /> * '''Marauder Corvette''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Strike Cruiser''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Carrack Cruiser''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Imperial Star Destroyer''': 5 (2)<br /> * '''Imperial-II Star Destroyer''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Victory-II Star Destroyer''': 2 (4)<br /> * '''Interdictor''': 2 (2)<br /> * '''Gun Platform''': 10 (3)<br /> * '''Asteroid Laser Battery''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''New Laser Battery''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''ZeroG Utility''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''Heavy Lifter''': 3 (0)<br /> | valign=&quot;top&quot; |<br /> * '''Luxury Yacht 3000''': 3 (0)<br /> * '''Bulk Freighter''': 0 (2)<br /> * '''Cargo Freighter''': 1 (3)<br /> * '''Modular Conveyor''': 2 (1)<br /> * '''Freight Transport Type H''': 0 (2)<br /> * '''Golan-1 Platform''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Golan-3 Platform''': 0 (4)<br /> * '''Repair Yard''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Shipyard''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Container Class A''': 5 (1)<br /> * '''Container Class B''': 7 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class C''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class D''': 14 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class E''': 4 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class F''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class G''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class J''': 6 (0)<br /> * '''Nav Buoy Type 1''': 3 (0)<br /> * '''Utility Tug''': 3 (0)<br /> * '''Mine Type B''': 45 (0)<br /> * '''Satellite Type 3''': 6 (0)<br /> |}<br /> <br /> <br /> '''''Total number of Kills (Assists):''''' 1060 (246)<br /> <br /> ==Rosters==<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;float: left; width: 33%&quot;&gt;<br /> '''Historic Roster - May 23, 2012'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: COL [[Brig Dolaree]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: BGN [[Adam Mieter]]<br /> * 3: None<br /> * 4: ADM [[Sienn Sconn|Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: MAJ [[Kimiao Quinal]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: MGN [[Max Cal]] (LOA)<br /> * 7: None<br /> * 8: LCM [[Jelf Boom]]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: 2LT [[Turkkin Hos]]<br /> *10: LGN [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya]]<br /> *11: LCL [[Lunac'her'inar]]<br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - June 29, 2011'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCL [[Adam Mieter]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 1LT [[Fearpiak|Marque &quot;Fearpiak&quot; Coretree]] (AWOL)<br /> * 3: 2LT [[Max Apes]] (LOA)<br /> * 4: ADM [[Sienn Sconn|Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: 2LT Rove Wolf ('''XO''') (AWOL)<br /> * 6: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 7: 1LT [[Kimiao Quinal]]<br /> * 8: LCL [[Brig Dolaree]]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: None<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - October 2, 2010'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCL [[Adam Mieter]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 1LT [[Fearpiak|Marque &quot;Fearpiak&quot; Coretree]]<br /> * 3: None<br /> * 4: ADM [[Sienn Sconn|Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: CMDR [[Ta-Re Djo]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: None<br /> * 7: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: CPT [[AC_Black]] ('''SO''')<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - April 23, 2009'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCL [[Brig Dolaree]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: COL [[Reabel]] (Semi-LOA)<br /> * 3: CPT [[Adhemar Voltin]] (LOA)<br /> * 4: RA [[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: LCM [[Adam Mieter]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: None<br /> * 7: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]] <br /> *12: 1LT [[ZIM]]<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - September 12, 2008'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: CMDR [[Brig Dolaree]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: CMDR [[Galvatron Bloodsabre]]<br /> * 3: CPT [[Adhemar Voltin]]<br /> * 4: None<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: CPT [[Adam Mieter]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: 2LT [[Ric Korbain]]<br /> * 7: BGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]] <br /> *12: 2LT [[ZIM]]<br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;float: left; width: 33%&quot;&gt;<br /> '''Historic Roster - July 21, 2007'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCM [[Guybrush Threepwood]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: CPT [[Carth]]<br /> * 3: None<br /> * 4: 1LT [[Han Sarganar]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: 1LT [[Adam Mieter]]<br /> * 7: BGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: CPT [[John Rayovac]]<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: GEN [[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - August 15, 2006'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: CMDR [[Rahvin]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: CPT [[Guybrush Threepwood]]<br /> * 3: MAJ [[Hermann]]<br /> * 4: 2LT [[Han Sarganar]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: BGN [[Max Cal]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: COL [[Jack &quot;Blazer&quot; Barnes]]<br /> * 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 8: 2LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/1840 MERLANCE]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: CPT [[John Rayovac]]<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: COL [[Rekio Corsair]]<br /> *13: 2LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/shroomius Shroomius]<br /> <br /> ''Note: According to the Medals Database, the award for 100% participation was given to all RDS pilots, and that means 13 members. I don't have any idea why or how.''<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - August 09, 2005'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCM [[Rahvin]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 2LT [[Guybrush Threepwood]]<br /> * 3: MAJ [[Hermann]]<br /> * 4: MAJ [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=751 Talmer Krablaad]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: LCL [[Max Cal]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: LCL [[Jack &quot;Blazer&quot; Barnes]]<br /> * 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 8: 2LT [[Carth]]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: 2LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/james%20nightfire James Nightfire]<br /> *10: 2LT [[John Rayovac]]<br /> *11: None<br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - sometime in 2003'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: RA? [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: MAJ [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=751 Talmer Krablaad]<br /> * 3: Unknown<br /> * 4: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=831 Bria Tharen]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: CPT [[Rahvin]]<br /> * 6: LCL [[Sair Mandella]]<br /> * 7: Unknown<br /> * 8: Unknown<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: Unknown<br /> *10: Unknown<br /> *11: GEN? [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: LGN [[Sienn Sconn]] (XO?)<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - sometime in 2002'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: CMDR [[Licah Fox]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=751 Talmer Krablaad]<br /> * 3: LGN [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 4: LCL [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/darillia Renan Darillia]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/cortan Chrys Cortan]<br /> * 6: ? [[Tech Krill]]?<br /> * 7: Unknown<br /> * 8: Unknown<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: Unknown<br /> *10: CPT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/felipe Felipe Zammit]<br /> *11: LGN [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: MAJ [[Jack &quot;Blazer&quot; Barnes]]<br /> &lt;/div&gt;<br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - sometime in 2001'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LGN [[Shikkie Kaaran]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 2LT? [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/210 Ethan Destra]<br /> * 3: LCL [[Amplan Dayne]]<br /> * 4: LCL? [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/darillia Renan Darillia]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: ? [[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> * 6: LCM? [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 7: Unknown<br /> * 8: Unknown<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: Unknown<br /> *10: Unknown<br /> *11: Unknown<br /> *12: Unknown<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - August 20, 2000'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> *1: COL [[Shikkie Kaaran]] ('''CO''')<br /> *2: LJG [[Blazer]]<br /> *3: MAJ [[Orian LaCarde|Orian]]<br /> *4: 1LT Swanny - ''MIA''<br /> Scarlet Flight <br /> *5: CMDR [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/14 Dusty]<br /> *6: 2LT Vesuvius - ''MIA''<br /> *7: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/Deadeye Deadeye]<br /> *8: 2LT Skullkicker - ''MIA''<br /> Crimson Fight <br /> *9: COL [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *10: 2LT Mike Rich - ''MIA''<br /> *11: MAJ Sketan Thork - ''MIA''<br /> *12: LCM [[Alexio Vaca]]<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - February 24, 1999'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> *1: CPT [[Pete Arie]] ('''CO''')<br /> *2: 2LT Viper - ''MIA''<br /> *3: FO Cornholio - ''MIA''<br /> *4: None<br /> <br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> *5: 2LT [[Gavin Kravis]]<br /> *6: 2LT Void - ''MIA''<br /> *7: FO Maximum Stone - ''MIA''<br /> *8: FO Skyjedi - ''MIA''<br /> <br /> Crimson Flight <br /> *9: LCM [[Corran Horn Jr.]] ('''XO''')<br /> *10: FA [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/915 Jim Heffernan]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: 2LT [[Kiwi]]<br /> <br /> ''Note: FO means Flight Officer, this rank is not in use in the current Rebel Squadrons.''<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> ==Red Dragon Squadron Website==<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/ http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/red_dragon http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/red_dragon] - Current Site&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://rgf.rebelsquadrons.org/rds/ http://rgf.rebelsquadrons.org/rds/] - Old Site<br /> <br /> {{VSG}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Vigilance Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Guardian Wing]]<br /> [[Category:Renegade Fleet]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Red_Dragon_Squadron&diff=25188 Red Dragon Squadron 2014-12-21T18:47:17Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: </p> <hr /> <div>{{eras|rgf|vsg}}<br /> {{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:Logo.reddragon.gif]]<br /> |name=Red Dragon Squadron<br /> |founder=''(Unknown)''<br /> |leader=COL [[Brig Dolaree]]<br /> |members=*[[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> *[[Shikkie Kaaran]]<br /> *[[Pete Arie]]<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=Subterrel Sector<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=Prior to 1998<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=<br /> |restored=<br /> |assigned=''Imperial I''-class Star Destroyer ''[[Redemption (ISD)|Redemption]]''<br /> |unit=[[Subterrel Strike Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;width: 385px; float: right; clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;<br /> &lt;u&gt;Current Roster - December 21st, 2014&lt;/u&gt;<br /> '''Ruby Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 1: CMDR [[Kimiao Quinal]] ('''CO''')<br /> Red Dragon 2: GEN [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya]]<br /> Red Dragon 3: FA [[Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Red Dragon 4: MAJ [[Wayne77177]]<br /> '''Scarlet Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 5: MAJ [[ChristoUS82]] ('''XO''')<br /> Red Dragon 6: MGN [[Max Cal]] (LOA)<br /> Red Dragon 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> Red Dragon 8: LCL [[Jelf Boom]]<br /> '''Crimson Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 9: 2LT [[Tavon]]<br /> Red Dragon 10: None<br /> Red Dragon 11: None<br /> Red Dragon 12: None<br /> '''Training Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 13: CDT [[ReaverT]]<br /> Red Dragon 14: None<br /> Red Dragon 15: None<br /> Red Dragon 16: None<br /> &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> The Red Dragon Squadron is one of the oldest units of the former Renegade Fleet, and was one of six squads in the Vigilance Starfighter Group. After the VSG got disbanded, Red Dragon Squadron became one of the remaining eleven squadrons in the Task Force. Our mission is that of a heavy hitting vanguard unit, tasked with the duty of defending our fleet and high priority missions where more firepower is needed. Former RDS COs include: [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]], [[Sienn Sconn]], [[Pete Arie]], [[Shikkie Kaaran]], [[Adam Mieter]] and [[Rahvin]].<br /> <br /> == Past Red Dragon Squadron Quotes &amp; Mottos ==<br /> <br /> *&quot;RDS: The Die Hard Squadron.&quot;<br /> *&quot;There are two kinds of dragons: the red and the dead.&quot;<br /> *&quot;Why don't the Impies just shoot each other? That's all that happens when I start to dodge like an epileptic Ewok on crack.&quot; -- Shikkie Kaaran<br /> *&quot;Imagine you're in RDS. Now quit dreamin' because you can't hang with the RgF's 'die hard' squad!&quot;<br /> *&quot;Oh my GOD! That RDS pilot just shot the Captain in the head, from inside the bridge! ...heh...who says you can't fit an X-Wing down the hallways?&quot;<br /> *&quot;We fly, you die, yo momma cry.&quot;<br /> *&quot;The RDS has put flamethrowers on the noses of its X-Wings. Now who wants BBQ Impie?&quot;<br /> *&quot;Red Dragons = Deadly Gentlemen. Impies = -6 feet tall.&quot;<br /> *&quot;Ruby, Scarlet, Crimson...these are the colors that are feared by all.&quot;<br /> *(Dusty) &quot;Whee, that was a close one!&quot; (Shikkie) &quot;Dusty, they didn't even shoot back.&quot; (Dusty) &quot;Yeah, but at least they got their fingers over the trigger this time.&quot;<br /> <br /> == Medals ==<br /> <br /> Red Dragon Squadron has received the following medals:<br /> <br /> RS Top Squadron<br /> <br /> * Scoring Session ?<br /> * Scoring Session VIII<br /> * Scoring Session IX<br /> <br /> == Cumulative Kills (Assists) ==<br /> <br /> These values are based on reports with approved documents (screenshots), counted from VSG Tour 1 to Tour 3 (306A-B) and the following RS Tour 3 (309A-310B) on both platforms.<br /> <br /> {|<br /> |-<br /> | valign=&quot;top&quot; |<br /> * '''Cloakshape Fighter''': 19 (4)<br /> * '''Planetary Fighter''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Preybird Fighter''': 10 (3)<br /> * '''R-41 Starchaser''': 57 (19)<br /> * '''Razor Fighter''': 6 (4)<br /> * '''Z-95 Headhunter''': 12 (2)<br /> * '''Supa Fighter''': 1 (1)<br /> * '''T-Wing''': 23 (6)<br /> * '''X-Wing''': 13 (3)<br /> * '''Y-Wing''': 9 (2)<br /> * '''Gunboat''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''Pursuer''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''TIE Fighter''': 260 (65)<br /> * '''TIE Bomber''': 160 (22)<br /> * '''TIE Interceptor''': 153 (31)<br /> * '''TIE Advanced''': 22 (21)<br /> * '''TIE Defender''': 12 (0)<br /> * '''Assault Gunboat''': 70 (16)<br /> * '''Escort Shuttle''': 6 (3)<br /> * '''Lambda Shuttle''': 24 (2)<br /> * '''Assault Transport''': 6 (2)<br /> | valign=&quot;top&quot; |<br /> * '''Stormtrooper Transport''': 40 (5)<br /> * '''Corellian Transport''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Muurian Transport''': 2 (1)<br /> * '''Modified Action Transport''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Imperial Landing Craft''': 8 (0)<br /> * '''System Patrol Craft''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Escort Carrier''': 1 (1)<br /> * '''Assault Frigate''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Nebulon-B Frigate''': 2 (3)<br /> * '''Corellian Corvette''': 6 (2)<br /> * '''Modified Corvette''': 5 (0)<br /> * '''Marauder Corvette''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Strike Cruiser''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Carrack Cruiser''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Imperial Star Destroyer''': 5 (2)<br /> * '''Imperial-II Star Destroyer''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Victory-II Star Destroyer''': 2 (4)<br /> * '''Interdictor''': 2 (2)<br /> * '''Gun Platform''': 10 (3)<br /> * '''Asteroid Laser Battery''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''New Laser Battery''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''ZeroG Utility''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''Heavy Lifter''': 3 (0)<br /> | valign=&quot;top&quot; |<br /> * '''Luxury Yacht 3000''': 3 (0)<br /> * '''Bulk Freighter''': 0 (2)<br /> * '''Cargo Freighter''': 1 (3)<br /> * '''Modular Conveyor''': 2 (1)<br /> * '''Freight Transport Type H''': 0 (2)<br /> * '''Golan-1 Platform''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Golan-3 Platform''': 0 (4)<br /> * '''Repair Yard''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Shipyard''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Container Class A''': 5 (1)<br /> * '''Container Class B''': 7 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class C''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class D''': 14 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class E''': 4 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class F''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class G''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class J''': 6 (0)<br /> * '''Nav Buoy Type 1''': 3 (0)<br /> * '''Utility Tug''': 3 (0)<br /> * '''Mine Type B''': 45 (0)<br /> * '''Satellite Type 3''': 6 (0)<br /> |}<br /> <br /> <br /> '''''Total number of Kills (Assists):''''' 1060 (246)<br /> <br /> ==Rosters==<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;float: left; width: 33%&quot;&gt;<br /> '''Historic Roster - May 23, 2012'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: COL [[Brig Dolaree]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: BGN [[Adam Mieter]]<br /> * 3: None<br /> * 4: ADM [[Sienn Sconn|Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: MAJ [[Kimiao Quinal]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: MGN [[Max Cal]] (LOA)<br /> * 7: None<br /> * 8: LCM [[Jelf Boom]]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: 2LT [[Turkkin Hos]]<br /> *10: LGN [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya]]<br /> *11: LCL [[Lunac'her'inar]]<br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - June 29, 2011'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCL [[Adam Mieter]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 1LT [[Fearpiak|Marque &quot;Fearpiak&quot; Coretree]] (AWOL)<br /> * 3: 2LT [[Max Apes]] (LOA)<br /> * 4: ADM [[Sienn Sconn|Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: 2LT Rove Wolf ('''XO''') (AWOL)<br /> * 6: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 7: 1LT [[Kimiao Quinal]]<br /> * 8: LCL [[Brig Dolaree]]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: None<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - October 2, 2010'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCL [[Adam Mieter]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 1LT [[Fearpiak|Marque &quot;Fearpiak&quot; Coretree]]<br /> * 3: None<br /> * 4: ADM [[Sienn Sconn|Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: CMDR [[Ta-Re Djo]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: None<br /> * 7: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: CPT [[AC_Black]] ('''SO''')<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - April 23, 2009'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCL [[Brig Dolaree]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: COL [[Reabel]] (Semi-LOA)<br /> * 3: CPT [[Adhemar Voltin]] (LOA)<br /> * 4: RA [[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: LCM [[Adam Mieter]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: None<br /> * 7: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]] <br /> *12: 1LT [[ZIM]]<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - September 12, 2008'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: CMDR [[Brig Dolaree]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: CMDR [[Galvatron Bloodsabre]]<br /> * 3: CPT [[Adhemar Voltin]]<br /> * 4: None<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: CPT [[Adam Mieter]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: 2LT [[Ric Korbain]]<br /> * 7: BGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]] <br /> *12: 2LT [[ZIM]]<br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;float: left; width: 33%&quot;&gt;<br /> '''Historic Roster - July 21, 2007'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCM [[Guybrush Threepwood]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: CPT [[Carth]]<br /> * 3: None<br /> * 4: 1LT [[Han Sarganar]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: 1LT [[Adam Mieter]]<br /> * 7: BGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: CPT [[John Rayovac]]<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: GEN [[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - August 15, 2006'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: CMDR [[Rahvin]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: CPT [[Guybrush Threepwood]]<br /> * 3: MAJ [[Hermann]]<br /> * 4: 2LT [[Han Sarganar]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: BGN [[Max Cal]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: COL [[Jack &quot;Blazer&quot; Barnes]]<br /> * 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 8: 2LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/1840 MERLANCE]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: CPT [[John Rayovac]]<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: COL [[Rekio Corsair]]<br /> *13: 2LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/shroomius Shroomius]<br /> <br /> ''Note: According to the Medals Database, the award for 100% participation was given to all RDS pilots, and that means 13 members. I don't have any idea why or how.''<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - August 09, 2005'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCM [[Rahvin]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 2LT [[Guybrush Threepwood]]<br /> * 3: MAJ [[Hermann]]<br /> * 4: MAJ [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=751 Talmer Krablaad]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: LCL [[Max Cal]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: LCL [[Jack &quot;Blazer&quot; Barnes]]<br /> * 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 8: 2LT [[Carth]]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: 2LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/james%20nightfire James Nightfire]<br /> *10: 2LT [[John Rayovac]]<br /> *11: None<br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - sometime in 2003'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: RA? [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: MAJ [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=751 Talmer Krablaad]<br /> * 3: Unknown<br /> * 4: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=831 Bria Tharen]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: CPT [[Rahvin]]<br /> * 6: LCL [[Sair Mandella]]<br /> * 7: Unknown<br /> * 8: Unknown<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: Unknown<br /> *10: Unknown<br /> *11: GEN? [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: LGN [[Sienn Sconn]] (XO?)<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - sometime in 2002'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: CMDR [[Licah Fox]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=751 Talmer Krablaad]<br /> * 3: LGN [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 4: LCL [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/darillia Renan Darillia]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/cortan Chrys Cortan]<br /> * 6: ? [[Tech Krill]]?<br /> * 7: Unknown<br /> * 8: Unknown<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: Unknown<br /> *10: CPT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/felipe Felipe Zammit]<br /> *11: LGN [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: MAJ [[Jack &quot;Blazer&quot; Barnes]]<br /> &lt;/div&gt;<br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - sometime in 2001'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LGN [[Shikkie Kaaran]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 2LT? [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/210 Ethan Destra]<br /> * 3: LCL [[Amplan Dayne]]<br /> * 4: LCL? [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/darillia Renan Darillia]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: ? [[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> * 6: LCM? [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 7: Unknown<br /> * 8: Unknown<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: Unknown<br /> *10: Unknown<br /> *11: Unknown<br /> *12: Unknown<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - August 20, 2000'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> *1: COL [[Shikkie Kaaran]] ('''CO''')<br /> *2: LJG [[Blazer]]<br /> *3: MAJ [[Orian LaCarde|Orian]]<br /> *4: 1LT Swanny - ''MIA''<br /> Scarlet Flight <br /> *5: CMDR [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/14 Dusty]<br /> *6: 2LT Vesuvius - ''MIA''<br /> *7: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/Deadeye Deadeye]<br /> *8: 2LT Skullkicker - ''MIA''<br /> Crimson Fight <br /> *9: COL [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *10: 2LT Mike Rich - ''MIA''<br /> *11: MAJ Sketan Thork - ''MIA''<br /> *12: LCM [[Alexio Vaca]]<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - February 24, 1999'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> *1: CPT [[Pete Arie]] ('''CO''')<br /> *2: 2LT Viper - ''MIA''<br /> *3: FO Cornholio - ''MIA''<br /> *4: None<br /> <br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> *5: 2LT [[Gavin Kravis]]<br /> *6: 2LT Void - ''MIA''<br /> *7: FO Maximum Stone - ''MIA''<br /> *8: FO Skyjedi - ''MIA''<br /> <br /> Crimson Flight <br /> *9: LCM [[Corran Horn Jr.]] ('''XO''')<br /> *10: FA [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/915 Jim Heffernan]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: 2LT [[Kiwi]]<br /> <br /> ''Note: FO means Flight Officer, this rank is not in use in the current Rebel Squadrons.''<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> ==Red Dragon Squadron Website==<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/ http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/red_dragon http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/red_dragon] - Current Site&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://rgf.rebelsquadrons.org/rds/ http://rgf.rebelsquadrons.org/rds/] - Old Site<br /> <br /> {{VSG}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Vigilance Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Guardian Wing]]<br /> [[Category:Renegade Fleet]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Red_Dragon_Squadron&diff=25187 Red Dragon Squadron 2014-12-21T18:46:23Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: Updated to latest roster</p> <hr /> <div>{{eras|rgf|vsg}}<br /> {{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:Logo.reddragon.gif]]<br /> |name=Red Dragon Squadron<br /> |founder=''(Unknown)''<br /> |leader=COL [[Brig Dolaree]]<br /> |members=*[[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> *[[Shikkie Kaaran]]<br /> *[[Pete Arie]]<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=Subterrel Sector<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=Prior to 1998<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=<br /> |restored=<br /> |assigned=''Imperial I''-class Star Destroyer ''[[Redemption (ISD)|Redemption]]''<br /> |unit=[[Subterrel Strike Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;width: 385px; float: right; clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;<br /> &lt;u&gt;Current Roster - December 21st, 2014&lt;/u&gt;<br /> '''Ruby Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 1: CMDR [[Kimiao Quinal]] ('''CO''')<br /> Red Dragon 2: GEN [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya]]<br /> Red Dragon 3: FA [[Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Red Dragon 4: MAJ [[Wayne77177]]<br /> '''Scarlet Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 5: MAJ [[ChristoUS82]] ('''XO''')<br /> Red Dragon 6: MGN [[Max Cal]] (LOA)<br /> Red Dragon 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> Red Dragon 8: LCL [[Jelf Boom]]<br /> '''Crimson Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 9: 2LT [[Tavon]]<br /> Red Dragon 10: None<br /> Red Dragon 11: None<br /> Red Dragon 12: None<br /> '''Training Flight'''<br /> Red Dragon 13: CDT [[ReaverT]]<br /> Red Dragon 14:<br /> Red Dragon 15:<br /> Red Dragon 16:<br /> &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;<br /> <br /> ==History==<br /> The Red Dragon Squadron is one of the oldest units of the former Renegade Fleet, and was one of six squads in the Vigilance Starfighter Group. After the VSG got disbanded, Red Dragon Squadron became one of the remaining eleven squadrons in the Task Force. Our mission is that of a heavy hitting vanguard unit, tasked with the duty of defending our fleet and high priority missions where more firepower is needed. Former RDS COs include: [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]], [[Sienn Sconn]], [[Pete Arie]], [[Shikkie Kaaran]], [[Adam Mieter]] and [[Rahvin]].<br /> <br /> == Past Red Dragon Squadron Quotes &amp; Mottos ==<br /> <br /> *&quot;RDS: The Die Hard Squadron.&quot;<br /> *&quot;There are two kinds of dragons: the red and the dead.&quot;<br /> *&quot;Why don't the Impies just shoot each other? That's all that happens when I start to dodge like an epileptic Ewok on crack.&quot; -- Shikkie Kaaran<br /> *&quot;Imagine you're in RDS. Now quit dreamin' because you can't hang with the RgF's 'die hard' squad!&quot;<br /> *&quot;Oh my GOD! That RDS pilot just shot the Captain in the head, from inside the bridge! ...heh...who says you can't fit an X-Wing down the hallways?&quot;<br /> *&quot;We fly, you die, yo momma cry.&quot;<br /> *&quot;The RDS has put flamethrowers on the noses of its X-Wings. Now who wants BBQ Impie?&quot;<br /> *&quot;Red Dragons = Deadly Gentlemen. Impies = -6 feet tall.&quot;<br /> *&quot;Ruby, Scarlet, Crimson...these are the colors that are feared by all.&quot;<br /> *(Dusty) &quot;Whee, that was a close one!&quot; (Shikkie) &quot;Dusty, they didn't even shoot back.&quot; (Dusty) &quot;Yeah, but at least they got their fingers over the trigger this time.&quot;<br /> <br /> == Medals ==<br /> <br /> Red Dragon Squadron has received the following medals:<br /> <br /> RS Top Squadron<br /> <br /> * Scoring Session ?<br /> * Scoring Session VIII<br /> * Scoring Session IX<br /> <br /> == Cumulative Kills (Assists) ==<br /> <br /> These values are based on reports with approved documents (screenshots), counted from VSG Tour 1 to Tour 3 (306A-B) and the following RS Tour 3 (309A-310B) on both platforms.<br /> <br /> {|<br /> |-<br /> | valign=&quot;top&quot; |<br /> * '''Cloakshape Fighter''': 19 (4)<br /> * '''Planetary Fighter''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Preybird Fighter''': 10 (3)<br /> * '''R-41 Starchaser''': 57 (19)<br /> * '''Razor Fighter''': 6 (4)<br /> * '''Z-95 Headhunter''': 12 (2)<br /> * '''Supa Fighter''': 1 (1)<br /> * '''T-Wing''': 23 (6)<br /> * '''X-Wing''': 13 (3)<br /> * '''Y-Wing''': 9 (2)<br /> * '''Gunboat''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''Pursuer''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''TIE Fighter''': 260 (65)<br /> * '''TIE Bomber''': 160 (22)<br /> * '''TIE Interceptor''': 153 (31)<br /> * '''TIE Advanced''': 22 (21)<br /> * '''TIE Defender''': 12 (0)<br /> * '''Assault Gunboat''': 70 (16)<br /> * '''Escort Shuttle''': 6 (3)<br /> * '''Lambda Shuttle''': 24 (2)<br /> * '''Assault Transport''': 6 (2)<br /> | valign=&quot;top&quot; |<br /> * '''Stormtrooper Transport''': 40 (5)<br /> * '''Corellian Transport''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Muurian Transport''': 2 (1)<br /> * '''Modified Action Transport''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Imperial Landing Craft''': 8 (0)<br /> * '''System Patrol Craft''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Escort Carrier''': 1 (1)<br /> * '''Assault Frigate''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Nebulon-B Frigate''': 2 (3)<br /> * '''Corellian Corvette''': 6 (2)<br /> * '''Modified Corvette''': 5 (0)<br /> * '''Marauder Corvette''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Strike Cruiser''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Carrack Cruiser''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Imperial Star Destroyer''': 5 (2)<br /> * '''Imperial-II Star Destroyer''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Victory-II Star Destroyer''': 2 (4)<br /> * '''Interdictor''': 2 (2)<br /> * '''Gun Platform''': 10 (3)<br /> * '''Asteroid Laser Battery''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''New Laser Battery''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''ZeroG Utility''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''Heavy Lifter''': 3 (0)<br /> | valign=&quot;top&quot; |<br /> * '''Luxury Yacht 3000''': 3 (0)<br /> * '''Bulk Freighter''': 0 (2)<br /> * '''Cargo Freighter''': 1 (3)<br /> * '''Modular Conveyor''': 2 (1)<br /> * '''Freight Transport Type H''': 0 (2)<br /> * '''Golan-1 Platform''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Golan-3 Platform''': 0 (4)<br /> * '''Repair Yard''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Shipyard''': 0 (1)<br /> * '''Container Class A''': 5 (1)<br /> * '''Container Class B''': 7 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class C''': 2 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class D''': 14 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class E''': 4 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class F''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class G''': 1 (0)<br /> * '''Container Class J''': 6 (0)<br /> * '''Nav Buoy Type 1''': 3 (0)<br /> * '''Utility Tug''': 3 (0)<br /> * '''Mine Type B''': 45 (0)<br /> * '''Satellite Type 3''': 6 (0)<br /> |}<br /> <br /> <br /> '''''Total number of Kills (Assists):''''' 1060 (246)<br /> <br /> ==Rosters==<br /> &lt;div style=&quot;float: left; width: 33%&quot;&gt;<br /> '''Historic Roster - May 23, 2012'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: COL [[Brig Dolaree]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: BGN [[Adam Mieter]]<br /> * 3: None<br /> * 4: ADM [[Sienn Sconn|Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: MAJ [[Kimiao Quinal]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: MGN [[Max Cal]] (LOA)<br /> * 7: None<br /> * 8: LCM [[Jelf Boom]]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: 2LT [[Turkkin Hos]]<br /> *10: LGN [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya]]<br /> *11: LCL [[Lunac'her'inar]]<br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - June 29, 2011'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCL [[Adam Mieter]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 1LT [[Fearpiak|Marque &quot;Fearpiak&quot; Coretree]] (AWOL)<br /> * 3: 2LT [[Max Apes]] (LOA)<br /> * 4: ADM [[Sienn Sconn|Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: 2LT Rove Wolf ('''XO''') (AWOL)<br /> * 6: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 7: 1LT [[Kimiao Quinal]]<br /> * 8: LCL [[Brig Dolaree]]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: None<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - October 2, 2010'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCL [[Adam Mieter]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 1LT [[Fearpiak|Marque &quot;Fearpiak&quot; Coretree]]<br /> * 3: None<br /> * 4: ADM [[Sienn Sconn|Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: CMDR [[Ta-Re Djo]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: None<br /> * 7: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: CPT [[AC_Black]] ('''SO''')<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - April 23, 2009'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCL [[Brig Dolaree]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: COL [[Reabel]] (Semi-LOA)<br /> * 3: CPT [[Adhemar Voltin]] (LOA)<br /> * 4: RA [[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: LCM [[Adam Mieter]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: None<br /> * 7: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]] <br /> *12: 1LT [[ZIM]]<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - September 12, 2008'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: CMDR [[Brig Dolaree]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: CMDR [[Galvatron Bloodsabre]]<br /> * 3: CPT [[Adhemar Voltin]]<br /> * 4: None<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: CPT [[Adam Mieter]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: 2LT [[Ric Korbain]]<br /> * 7: BGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: None<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]] <br /> *12: 2LT [[ZIM]]<br /> &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;float: left; width: 33%&quot;&gt;<br /> '''Historic Roster - July 21, 2007'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCM [[Guybrush Threepwood]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: CPT [[Carth]]<br /> * 3: None<br /> * 4: 1LT [[Han Sarganar]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: 1LT [[Adam Mieter]]<br /> * 7: BGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * 8: None<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: CPT [[John Rayovac]]<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: GEN [[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - August 15, 2006'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: CMDR [[Rahvin]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: CPT [[Guybrush Threepwood]]<br /> * 3: MAJ [[Hermann]]<br /> * 4: 2LT [[Han Sarganar]]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: BGN [[Max Cal]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: COL [[Jack &quot;Blazer&quot; Barnes]]<br /> * 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 8: 2LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/1840 MERLANCE]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: COL [[Tech Krill]]<br /> *10: CPT [[John Rayovac]]<br /> *11: GEN [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: COL [[Rekio Corsair]]<br /> *13: 2LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/shroomius Shroomius]<br /> <br /> ''Note: According to the Medals Database, the award for 100% participation was given to all RDS pilots, and that means 13 members. I don't have any idea why or how.''<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - August 09, 2005'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LCM [[Rahvin]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 2LT [[Guybrush Threepwood]]<br /> * 3: MAJ [[Hermann]]<br /> * 4: MAJ [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=751 Talmer Krablaad]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: LCL [[Max Cal]] ('''XO''')<br /> * 6: LCL [[Jack &quot;Blazer&quot; Barnes]]<br /> * 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 8: 2LT [[Carth]]<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: 2LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/james%20nightfire James Nightfire]<br /> *10: 2LT [[John Rayovac]]<br /> *11: None<br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - sometime in 2003'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: RA? [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: MAJ [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=751 Talmer Krablaad]<br /> * 3: Unknown<br /> * 4: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=831 Bria Tharen]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: CPT [[Rahvin]]<br /> * 6: LCL [[Sair Mandella]]<br /> * 7: Unknown<br /> * 8: Unknown<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: Unknown<br /> *10: Unknown<br /> *11: GEN? [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: LGN [[Sienn Sconn]] (XO?)<br /> <br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - sometime in 2002'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: CMDR [[Licah Fox]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/history.php?pin=751 Talmer Krablaad]<br /> * 3: LGN [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 4: LCL [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/darillia Renan Darillia]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/cortan Chrys Cortan]<br /> * 6: ? [[Tech Krill]]?<br /> * 7: Unknown<br /> * 8: Unknown<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: Unknown<br /> *10: CPT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/felipe Felipe Zammit]<br /> *11: LGN [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *12: MAJ [[Jack &quot;Blazer&quot; Barnes]]<br /> &lt;/div&gt;<br /> '''(Possible) Historic Roster - sometime in 2001'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> * 1: LGN [[Shikkie Kaaran]] ('''CO''')<br /> * 2: 2LT? [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/210 Ethan Destra]<br /> * 3: LCL [[Amplan Dayne]]<br /> * 4: LCL? [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/darillia Renan Darillia]<br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> * 5: ? [[Sienn Sconn]]<br /> * 6: LCM? [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * 7: Unknown<br /> * 8: Unknown<br /> Crimson Flight<br /> * 9: Unknown<br /> *10: Unknown<br /> *11: Unknown<br /> *12: Unknown<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - August 20, 2000'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> *1: COL [[Shikkie Kaaran]] ('''CO''')<br /> *2: LJG [[Blazer]]<br /> *3: MAJ [[Orian LaCarde|Orian]]<br /> *4: 1LT Swanny - ''MIA''<br /> Scarlet Flight <br /> *5: CMDR [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/14 Dusty]<br /> *6: 2LT Vesuvius - ''MIA''<br /> *7: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/Deadeye Deadeye]<br /> *8: 2LT Skullkicker - ''MIA''<br /> Crimson Fight <br /> *9: COL [[Corran Horn Jr.]]<br /> *10: 2LT Mike Rich - ''MIA''<br /> *11: MAJ Sketan Thork - ''MIA''<br /> *12: LCM [[Alexio Vaca]]<br /> <br /> '''Historic Roster - February 24, 1999'''<br /> <br /> Ruby Flight<br /> *1: CPT [[Pete Arie]] ('''CO''')<br /> *2: 2LT Viper - ''MIA''<br /> *3: FO Cornholio - ''MIA''<br /> *4: None<br /> <br /> Scarlet Flight<br /> *5: 2LT [[Gavin Kravis]]<br /> *6: 2LT Void - ''MIA''<br /> *7: FO Maximum Stone - ''MIA''<br /> *8: FO Skyjedi - ''MIA''<br /> <br /> Crimson Flight <br /> *9: LCM [[Corran Horn Jr.]] ('''XO''')<br /> *10: FA [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/915 Jim Heffernan]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: 2LT [[Kiwi]]<br /> <br /> ''Note: FO means Flight Officer, this rank is not in use in the current Rebel Squadrons.''<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> ==Red Dragon Squadron Website==<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/ http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/red_dragon http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/red_dragon] - Current Site&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://rgf.rebelsquadrons.org/rds/ http://rgf.rebelsquadrons.org/rds/] - Old Site<br /> <br /> {{VSG}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Vigilance Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Guardian Wing]]<br /> [[Category:Renegade Fleet]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Resurrection_Squadron&diff=25186 Resurrection Squadron 2014-12-21T10:42:03Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* History */</p> <hr /> <div>{{eras|rgf|vsg}}<br /> {{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:ResurrectionLogo1.JPG]]<br /> |name=Resurrection Squadron<br /> |founder=''(Unknown)''<br /> |leader=BGN [[Nicolai Ginofev]]<br /> |members=*[[IronMan]]<br /> *[[Cody Qel-Droma]]<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=Subterrel Sector<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=''(Unknown)''<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=<br /> |restored=<br /> |assigned=MC80 Star Cruiser ''[[Ad Astra]]''<br /> |unit=[[Subterrel Strike Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> ==History==<br /> '''Resurrection Squadron''', or '''Rza''', was arguably the most legendary multiplayer squadron in the RS. During [[Minos]], [[IronMan]] and others in the squadron led the RS to victory. Before it's original retirement, there were two incarnations of &quot;Rza&quot;: the original XvT squadron in [[RgF]], and the [[SWG]] squadron, which had also made a name for itself. The SWG version of Rza contained many of the pilots of Rza's past, including its SWG CO, [[Cody Qel-Droma]], and its most (in)famous member, Lucas Stark, The [[IronMan]]. Rza's fame was known wherever people talked of famous pilots of the Rebellion and skill in starfighter combat. Although retired the squadron was reassigned and bought back to active duty in 2014 as part of squadron amalgamations.<br /> <br /> ==Rosters==<br /> <br /> ===Current Roster - 21 December 2014===<br /> One Flight<br /> * Resurrection CO: BGN [[Nicolai Ginofev]]<br /> * Resurrection 2: FA [[Danny &quot;David Lee Japan&quot; Qatar]]<br /> * Resurrection 3: ADM [[Lucas Benoit-Stark]] (Honorary)<br /> * Resurrection 4: LGN [[Eric Skrevski]]<br /> Two Flight<br /> * Resurrection XO: COL [[Teu Veld]]<br /> * Resurrection 6: VA [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> * Resurrection 7: FA [[Michael Raven]]<br /> * Resurrection 8: None<br /> Three Flight<br /> * Resurrection 9: None<br /> * Resurrection 10: None<br /> * Resurrection 11: None<br /> * Resurrection 12: LGN [[Markus Jarnhann]]<br /> Training Flight<br /> * Resurrection 13: CDT [[Rax Trellik]]<br /> * Resurrection 14: None<br /> * Resurrection 15: None<br /> * Resurrection 16: None<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 30 March 2010===<br /> Vector Flight <br /> *CO: CMDR [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: 2LT [[Jay Forerunner]]<br /> *3: None <br /> *4: None<br /> Spirit Flight <br /> *XO: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *6: None <br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]] (LOA) <br /> *8: None <br /> Freedom Flight <br /> *9: None <br /> *10: CPT [[Talyn Malasombra]]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 17 February 2009===<br /> Vector Flight <br /> *CO: CMDR [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: MAJ [[Asen]]<br /> *3: None <br /> *4: CPT [[KingBird]]<br /> Spirit Flight <br /> *XO: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *6: None <br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]] <br /> *8: None <br /> Freedom Flight <br /> *9: None <br /> *10: CPT [[Talyn Malasombra]]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None <br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 22 September 2007===<br /> *CO: MAJ [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: BGN [[Topachea Nabbirie]]<br /> *3: MAJ [[Asen]]<br /> *4: CPT [[KingBird]]<br /> *5: CMDR [[Luren &quot;DaLe&quot; Ketan]]<br /> *6: COM [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]]<br /> *8: <br /> *9: MGN [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *10: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *11: BGN [[Talon Starblazer]]<br /> *12:<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RgF]], 01 August 2006===<br /> *CO: MGN [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *2: MAJ [[Hec Losame]]<br /> *3: CPT [[Asen]]<br /> *4: 1LT [[KingBird]]<br /> *5: MAJ [[Luren &quot;DaLe&quot; Ketan]]<br /> *6: GEN [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *7: CPT [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]]<br /> *8: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/1532 Kelem Syn]<br /> *9: 2LT [[Phelan Kell]]<br /> *10: MAJ [[jelf boom]]<br /> *11: CMDR [[Dyl'jo'ban]]<br /> *12: LJG [[Hyde]]<br /> *13: 1LT [[Ceradan Jade]]<br /> *14:<br /> *15:<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RSPA]], 12th February 2006===<br /> *1: [[Cody]]<br /> *2: Izossk<br /> *3: Shikari<br /> *4: [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya|Daryus]]<br /> *5: Jo'shua<br /> *6: Ivisi<br /> *7: [[Luucas]]<br /> *8: Rapax'<br /> *9: [[Richard Gross|Richardii]]<br /> *10: Timmer<br /> *11: [[Lespin]]<br /> *12: Cejairx<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RgF]] roster, 20 October 2004===<br /> *CO: MGN [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *2: CMDR [[Kem Chrosid]]<br /> *3: CPT [[Asen]]<br /> *4: <br /> *5: LCL [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *6: BGN [[Topachea Nabbirie]]<br /> *7: COL [[Bon Fel]]<br /> *8: LCM [[Dyl'jo'ban]]<br /> *9: GEN [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> *10: <br /> *11: LCM [[Trev Firestorm]]<br /> *12:<br /> <br /> ==RSPA Past Members of Significance==<br /> *[[Blastfire]]<br /> *Thesto<br /> *[[Leaph]]<br /> <br /> <br /> ==Resurrection Squadron Website==<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/ http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/resurrection http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/resurrection] - Current Site&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> {{VSG}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Vigilance Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Scorpion Wing]]<br /> [[Category:Renegade Fleet]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Roster&diff=25185 Roster 2014-12-21T06:14:27Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: </p> <hr /> <div>The '''Roster''' of the Rebel Squadrons lists all of the active members of the club, along with their squadron assignments.<br /> <br /> ===[[Dagger Squadron]]===<br /> * Dagger CO: COL [[Naes Draw]]<br /> * Dagger XO: CMDR [[Mia StormChaser]]<br /> * Dagger 3: BGN [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> * Dagger 4: LCM [[Jay Forerunner]]<br /> * Dagger 5: LJG [[PigmyGiant]]<br /> * Dagger 6: ADM [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]]<br /> * Dagger 7: LCL [[Jalen Ramz]]<br /> * Dagger 8: 2LT [[CrazyCarl]]<br /> * Dagger 9: GEN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> * Dagger 10: BGN [[Richo]]<br /> * Dagger 11:<br /> * Dagger 12: CDT [[lalita invisible]]<br /> <br /> ===[[Red Squadron]]===<br /> * Red CO: BGN [[Tá'Ré Djo]]<br /> * Red 2: CDT [[Saabreena]]<br /> * Red XO: MAJ [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> * Red 4:<br /> * Red 5: 1LT [[Yaihi'l Beskar]]<br /> * Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> * Red 7: 1LT [[Osh Darkshatter]]<br /> * Red 8:<br /> * Red 9: MAJ [[Galen McGrath]]<br /> * Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> * Red 11: MAJ [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> * Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> * Red 13: CDT [[Jas Marbo]]<br /> * Red 14:<br /> * Red 15:<br /> * Red 16:<br /> <br /> ===[[Red Dragon Squadron]]===<br /> * Red Dragon CO: BGN [[Kimiao Quinal]]<br /> * Red Dragon 2: GEN [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya]]<br /> * Red Dragon 3: FA [[Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> * Red Dragon 4: MAJ [[Wayne77177]]<br /> * Red Dragon XO: MAJ [[ChristoUS82]]<br /> * Red Dragon 6: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * Red Dragon 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * Red Dragon 8: LCL [[jelf boom]]<br /> * Red Dragon 9: 2LT [[Tavon]]<br /> * Red Dragon 10:<br /> * Red Dragon 11:<br /> * Red Dragon 12:<br /> * Red Dragon 13: CDT [[ReaverT]]<br /> * Red Dragon 14:<br /> * Red Dragon 15:<br /> * Red Dragon 16:<br /> <br /> ===[[Resurrection Squadron]]===<br /> * Resurrection CO: BGN [[Nicolai Ginofev]]<br /> * Resurrection 2: FA [[Danny &quot;David Lee Japan&quot; Qatar]]<br /> * Resurrection 3: ADM [[Lucas Benoit-Stark]] (Honorary)<br /> * Resurrection 4: LGN [[Eric Skrevski]]<br /> * Resurrection XO: COL [[Teu Veld]]<br /> * Resurrection 6: VA [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> * Resurrection 7: FA [[Michael Raven]]<br /> * Resurrection 8:<br /> * Resurrection 9:<br /> * Resurrection 10:<br /> * Resurrection 11:<br /> * Resurrection 12: LGN [[Markus Jarnhann]]<br /> * Resurrection 13: CDT [[Rax Trellik]]<br /> * Resurrection 14: <br /> * Resurrection 15: <br /> * Resurrection 16: <br /> <br /> ===[[Wildcard Squadron]]===<br /> * Wildcard CO: BGN [[Hermus Dogan]]<br /> * Wildcard 2: CMDR [[Darth Gumbo]]<br /> * Wildcard 3: MAJ [[Etain Valen Gaas]]<br /> * Wildcard 4: ADM [[Cyrel Vandroth]]<br /> * Wildcard XO: COL [[jcmcgoo]]<br /> * Wildcard 6: COM [[Lamin Zykara]]<br /> * Wildcard 7: RA [[Kirghy Lommax]]<br /> * Wildcard 8: 1LT [[BlueLeader]]<br /> * Wildcard 9: LCM [[InterlinkKnight]]<br /> * Wildcard 10: ADM [[Licah Fox]] (LOA)<br /> * Wildcard 11: <br /> * Wildcard 12: <br /> * Wildcard 13: CDT [[The Napping Man]]<br /> * Wildcard 14: CDT [[Tyrren]]<br /> * Wildcard 15: <br /> * Wildcard 16: <br /> <br /> == External links ==<br /> * [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/roster/squadrons Latest roster] (rs.org/roster)<br /> <br /> [[Category:Rebel Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Units]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Roster&diff=25184 Roster 2014-12-21T05:05:21Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Red Dragon Squadron */</p> <hr /> <div>The '''Roster''' of the Rebel Squadrons lists all of the active members of the club, along with their squadron assignments.<br /> <br /> ===[[Wildcard Squadron]]===<br /> * Wildcard CO: BGN [[Hermus Dogan]]<br /> * Wildcard 2: CMDR [[Darth Gumbo]]<br /> * Wildcard 3: MAJ [[Etain Valen Gaas]]<br /> * Wildcard 4: ADM [[Cyrel Vandroth]]<br /> * Wildcard XO: COL [[jcmcgoo]]<br /> * Wildcard 6: COM [[Lamin Zykara]]<br /> * Wildcard 7: RA [[Kirghy Lommax]]<br /> * Wildcard 8: 1LT [[BlueLeader]]<br /> * Wildcard 9: LCM [[InterlinkKnight]]<br /> * Wildcard 10: ADM [[Licah Fox]] (LOA)<br /> * Wildcard 11: <br /> * Wildcard 12: <br /> * Wildcard 13: CDT [[The Napping Man]]<br /> * Wildcard 14: CDT [[Tyrren]]<br /> * Wildcard 15: <br /> * Wildcard 16: <br /> <br /> ===[[Dagger Squadron]]===<br /> * Dagger CO: COL [[Naes Draw]]<br /> * Dagger XO: CMDR [[Mia StormChaser]]<br /> * Dagger 3: BGN [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> * Dagger 4: LCM [[Jay Forerunner]]<br /> * Dagger 5: LJG [[PigmyGiant]]<br /> * Dagger 6: ADM [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]]<br /> * Dagger 7: LCL [[Jalen Ramz]]<br /> * Dagger 8: 2LT [[CrazyCarl]]<br /> * Dagger 9: GEN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> * Dagger 10: BGN [[Richo]]<br /> * Dagger 11:<br /> * Dagger 12: CDT [[lalita invisible]]<br /> <br /> ===[[Red Dragon Squadron]]===<br /> * Red Dragon CO: BGN [[Kimiao Quinal]]<br /> * Red Dragon 2: GEN [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya]]<br /> * Red Dragon 3: FA [[Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> * Red Dragon 4: MAJ [[Wayne77177]]<br /> * Red Dragon XO: MAJ [[ChristoUS82]]<br /> * Red Dragon 6: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * Red Dragon 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * Red Dragon 8: LCL [[jelf boom]]<br /> * Red Dragon 9: 2LT [[Tavon]]<br /> * Red Dragon 10:<br /> * Red Dragon 11:<br /> * Red Dragon 12:<br /> * Red Dragon 13: CDT [[ReaverT]]<br /> * Red Dragon 14:<br /> * Red Dragon 15:<br /> * Red Dragon 16:<br /> <br /> ===[[Red Squadron]]===<br /> * Red CO: BGN [[Tá'Ré Djo]]<br /> * Red 2: CDT [[Saabreena]]<br /> * Red XO: MAJ [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> * Red 4:<br /> * Red 5: 1LT [[Yaihi'l Beskar]]<br /> * Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> * Red 7: 1LT [[Osh Darkshatter]]<br /> * Red 8:<br /> * Red 9: MAJ [[Galen McGrath]]<br /> * Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> * Red 11: MAJ [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> * Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> * Red 13: CDT [[Jas Marbo]]<br /> * Red 14:<br /> * Red 15:<br /> * Red 16:<br /> <br /> ===[[Resurrection Squadron]]===<br /> * Resurrection CO: BGN [[Nicolai Ginofev]]<br /> * Resurrection 2: FA [[Danny &quot;David Lee Japan&quot; Qatar]]<br /> * Resurrection 3: ADM [[Lucas Benoit-Stark]] (Honorary)<br /> * Resurrection 4: LGN [[Eric Skrevski]]<br /> * Resurrection XO: COL [[Teu Veld]]<br /> * Resurrection 6: VA [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> * Resurrection 7: FA [[Michael Raven]]<br /> * Resurrection 8:<br /> * Resurrection 9:<br /> * Resurrection 10:<br /> * Resurrection 11:<br /> * Resurrection 12: LGN [[Markus Jarnhann]]<br /> * Resurrection 13: CDT [[Rax Trellik]]<br /> * Resurrection 14: <br /> * Resurrection 15: <br /> * Resurrection 16: <br /> <br /> == External links ==<br /> * [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/roster/squadrons Latest roster] (rs.org/roster)<br /> <br /> [[Category:Rebel Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Units]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Roster&diff=25183 Roster 2014-12-21T05:01:24Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Dagger Squadron */</p> <hr /> <div>The '''Roster''' of the Rebel Squadrons lists all of the active members of the club, along with their squadron assignments.<br /> <br /> ===[[Wildcard Squadron]]===<br /> * Wildcard CO: BGN [[Hermus Dogan]]<br /> * Wildcard 2: CMDR [[Darth Gumbo]]<br /> * Wildcard 3: MAJ [[Etain Valen Gaas]]<br /> * Wildcard 4: ADM [[Cyrel Vandroth]]<br /> * Wildcard XO: COL [[jcmcgoo]]<br /> * Wildcard 6: COM [[Lamin Zykara]]<br /> * Wildcard 7: RA [[Kirghy Lommax]]<br /> * Wildcard 8: 1LT [[BlueLeader]]<br /> * Wildcard 9: LCM [[InterlinkKnight]]<br /> * Wildcard 10: ADM [[Licah Fox]] (LOA)<br /> * Wildcard 11: <br /> * Wildcard 12: <br /> * Wildcard 13: CDT [[The Napping Man]]<br /> * Wildcard 14: CDT [[Tyrren]]<br /> * Wildcard 15: <br /> * Wildcard 16: <br /> <br /> ===[[Dagger Squadron]]===<br /> * Dagger CO: COL [[Naes Draw]]<br /> * Dagger XO: CMDR [[Mia StormChaser]]<br /> * Dagger 3: BGN [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> * Dagger 4: LCM [[Jay Forerunner]]<br /> * Dagger 5: LJG [[PigmyGiant]]<br /> * Dagger 6: ADM [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]]<br /> * Dagger 7: LCL [[Jalen Ramz]]<br /> * Dagger 8: 2LT [[CrazyCarl]]<br /> * Dagger 9: GEN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> * Dagger 10: BGN [[Richo]]<br /> * Dagger 11:<br /> * Dagger 12: CDT [[lalita invisible]]<br /> <br /> ===[[Red Dragon Squadron]]===<br /> * Red Dragon CO: BGM [[Kimiao Quinal]]<br /> * Red Dragon 2: GEN [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya]]<br /> * Red Dragon 3: FA [[Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> * Red Dragon 4: MAJ [[Wayne77177]]<br /> * Red Dragon XO: MAJ [[ChristoUS82]]<br /> * Red Dragon 6: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * Red Dragon 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * Red Dragon 8: LCL [[jelf boom]]<br /> * Red Dragon 9: 2LT [[Tavon]]<br /> * Red Dragon 10:<br /> * Red Dragon 11:<br /> * Red Dragon 12:<br /> * Red Dragon 13: CDT [[ReaverT]]<br /> * Red Dragon 14:<br /> * Red Dragon 15:<br /> * Red Dragon 16:<br /> <br /> ===[[Red Squadron]]===<br /> * Red CO: BGN [[Tá'Ré Djo]]<br /> * Red 2: CDT [[Saabreena]]<br /> * Red XO: MAJ [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> * Red 4:<br /> * Red 5: 1LT [[Yaihi'l Beskar]]<br /> * Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> * Red 7: 1LT [[Osh Darkshatter]]<br /> * Red 8:<br /> * Red 9: MAJ [[Galen McGrath]]<br /> * Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> * Red 11: MAJ [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> * Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> * Red 13: CDT [[Jas Marbo]]<br /> * Red 14:<br /> * Red 15:<br /> * Red 16:<br /> <br /> ===[[Resurrection Squadron]]===<br /> * Resurrection CO: BGN [[Nicolai Ginofev]]<br /> * Resurrection 2: FA [[Danny &quot;David Lee Japan&quot; Qatar]]<br /> * Resurrection 3: ADM [[Lucas Benoit-Stark]] (Honorary)<br /> * Resurrection 4: LGN [[Eric Skrevski]]<br /> * Resurrection XO: COL [[Teu Veld]]<br /> * Resurrection 6: VA [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> * Resurrection 7: FA [[Michael Raven]]<br /> * Resurrection 8:<br /> * Resurrection 9:<br /> * Resurrection 10:<br /> * Resurrection 11:<br /> * Resurrection 12: LGN [[Markus Jarnhann]]<br /> * Resurrection 13: CDT [[Rax Trellik]]<br /> * Resurrection 14: <br /> * Resurrection 15: <br /> * Resurrection 16: <br /> <br /> == External links ==<br /> * [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/roster/squadrons Latest roster] (rs.org/roster)<br /> <br /> [[Category:Rebel Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Units]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Roster&diff=25182 Roster 2014-12-21T04:59:04Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: </p> <hr /> <div>The '''Roster''' of the Rebel Squadrons lists all of the active members of the club, along with their squadron assignments.<br /> <br /> ===[[Wildcard Squadron]]===<br /> * Wildcard CO: BGN [[Hermus Dogan]]<br /> * Wildcard 2: CMDR [[Darth Gumbo]]<br /> * Wildcard 3: MAJ [[Etain Valen Gaas]]<br /> * Wildcard 4: ADM [[Cyrel Vandroth]]<br /> * Wildcard XO: COL [[jcmcgoo]]<br /> * Wildcard 6: COM [[Lamin Zykara]]<br /> * Wildcard 7: RA [[Kirghy Lommax]]<br /> * Wildcard 8: 1LT [[BlueLeader]]<br /> * Wildcard 9: LCM [[InterlinkKnight]]<br /> * Wildcard 10: ADM [[Licah Fox]] (LOA)<br /> * Wildcard 11: <br /> * Wildcard 12: <br /> * Wildcard 13: CDT [[The Napping Man]]<br /> * Wildcard 14: CDT [[Tyrren]]<br /> * Wildcard 15: <br /> * Wildcard 16: <br /> <br /> ===[[Dagger Squadron]]===<br /> * Dagger CO: COL [[Naes Draw]]<br /> * Dagger XO: CMDR [[Mia Stormchaser]]<br /> * Dagger 3: BGN [[Swifty Chapple]]<br /> * Dagger 4: LCM [[Jay Forerunner]]<br /> * Dagger 5: LJG [[PigmyGiant]]<br /> * Dagger 6: ADM [[Tyrell &quot;Spokes&quot; Borran]]<br /> * Dagger 7: LCL [[Jalen Ramz]]<br /> * Dagger 8: 2LT [[CrazyCarl]]<br /> * Dagger 9: GEN [[Chris Horn &quot;Kicks&quot;]]<br /> * Dagger 10: BGN [[Richo]]<br /> * Dagger 11:<br /> * Dagger 12: CDT [[lalita invisible]]<br /> <br /> ===[[Red Dragon Squadron]]===<br /> * Red Dragon CO: BGM [[Kimiao Quinal]]<br /> * Red Dragon 2: GEN [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya]]<br /> * Red Dragon 3: FA [[Sienn &quot;The Rot&quot; Sconn]]<br /> * Red Dragon 4: MAJ [[Wayne77177]]<br /> * Red Dragon XO: MAJ [[ChristoUS82]]<br /> * Red Dragon 6: MGN [[Max Cal]]<br /> * Red Dragon 7: RA [[Gavin Cantorph Kravis]]<br /> * Red Dragon 8: LCL [[jelf boom]]<br /> * Red Dragon 9: 2LT [[Tavon]]<br /> * Red Dragon 10:<br /> * Red Dragon 11:<br /> * Red Dragon 12:<br /> * Red Dragon 13: CDT [[ReaverT]]<br /> * Red Dragon 14:<br /> * Red Dragon 15:<br /> * Red Dragon 16:<br /> <br /> ===[[Red Squadron]]===<br /> * Red CO: BGN [[Tá'Ré Djo]]<br /> * Red 2: CDT [[Saabreena]]<br /> * Red XO: MAJ [[Jaran &quot;Gunsmoke&quot; Farlance]]<br /> * Red 4:<br /> * Red 5: 1LT [[Yaihi'l Beskar]]<br /> * Red 6: CMDR [[Rahm Nyko]]<br /> * Red 7: 1LT [[Osh Darkshatter]]<br /> * Red 8:<br /> * Red 9: MAJ [[Galen McGrath]]<br /> * Red 10: MAJ [[Simeon &quot;Wolfman&quot; Ferros]]<br /> * Red 11: MAJ [[Arhkman Galicon]]<br /> * Red 12: ADM [[Castor Efrata-Landis]]<br /> * Red 13: CDT [[Jas Marbo]]<br /> * Red 14:<br /> * Red 15:<br /> * Red 16:<br /> <br /> ===[[Resurrection Squadron]]===<br /> * Resurrection CO: BGN [[Nicolai Ginofev]]<br /> * Resurrection 2: FA [[Danny &quot;David Lee Japan&quot; Qatar]]<br /> * Resurrection 3: ADM [[Lucas Benoit-Stark]] (Honorary)<br /> * Resurrection 4: LGN [[Eric Skrevski]]<br /> * Resurrection XO: COL [[Teu Veld]]<br /> * Resurrection 6: VA [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> * Resurrection 7: FA [[Michael Raven]]<br /> * Resurrection 8:<br /> * Resurrection 9:<br /> * Resurrection 10:<br /> * Resurrection 11:<br /> * Resurrection 12: LGN [[Markus Jarnhann]]<br /> * Resurrection 13: CDT [[Rax Trellik]]<br /> * Resurrection 14: <br /> * Resurrection 15: <br /> * Resurrection 16: <br /> <br /> == External links ==<br /> * [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/roster/squadrons Latest roster] (rs.org/roster)<br /> <br /> [[Category:Rebel Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Units]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Resurrection_Squadron&diff=25181 Resurrection Squadron 2014-12-21T04:58:37Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: </p> <hr /> <div>{{eras|rgf|vsg}}<br /> {{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:ResurrectionLogo1.JPG]]<br /> |name=Resurrection Squadron<br /> |founder=''(Unknown)''<br /> |leader=BGN [[Nicolai Ginofev]]<br /> |members=*[[IronMan]]<br /> *[[Cody Qel-Droma]]<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=Subterrel Sector<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=''(Unknown)''<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=<br /> |restored=<br /> |assigned=MC80 Star Cruiser ''[[Ad Astra]]''<br /> |unit=[[Subterrel Strike Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> ==History==<br /> '''Resurrection Squadron''', or '''Rza''', was arguably the most legendary multiplayer squadron in the RS. During [[Minos]], [[IronMan]] and others in the squadron led the RS to victory. Before it's original retirement, there were two incarnations of &quot;Rza&quot;: the original XvT squadron in [[RgF]], and the [[SWG]] squadron, which had also made a name for itself. The SWG version of Rza contained many of the pilots of Rza's past, including its SWG CO, [[Cody Qel-Droma]], and its most (in)famous member, Lucas Stark, The [[IronMan]]. Rza's fame was known wherever people talked of famous pilots of the Rebellion and skill in starfighter combat. Although retired the squadron was reassigned in 2014 as part of squadron amalgamations.<br /> <br /> ==Rosters==<br /> <br /> ===Current Roster - 21 December 2014===<br /> One Flight<br /> * Resurrection CO: BGN [[Nicolai Ginofev]]<br /> * Resurrection 2: FA [[Danny &quot;David Lee Japan&quot; Qatar]]<br /> * Resurrection 3: ADM [[Lucas Benoit-Stark]] (Honorary)<br /> * Resurrection 4: LGN [[Eric Skrevski]]<br /> Two Flight<br /> * Resurrection XO: COL [[Teu Veld]]<br /> * Resurrection 6: VA [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> * Resurrection 7: FA [[Michael Raven]]<br /> * Resurrection 8: None<br /> Three Flight<br /> * Resurrection 9: None<br /> * Resurrection 10: None<br /> * Resurrection 11: None<br /> * Resurrection 12: LGN [[Markus Jarnhann]]<br /> Training Flight<br /> * Resurrection 13: CDT [[Rax Trellik]]<br /> * Resurrection 14: None<br /> * Resurrection 15: None<br /> * Resurrection 16: None<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 30 March 2010===<br /> Vector Flight <br /> *CO: CMDR [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: 2LT [[Jay Forerunner]]<br /> *3: None <br /> *4: None<br /> Spirit Flight <br /> *XO: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *6: None <br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]] (LOA) <br /> *8: None <br /> Freedom Flight <br /> *9: None <br /> *10: CPT [[Talyn Malasombra]]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 17 February 2009===<br /> Vector Flight <br /> *CO: CMDR [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: MAJ [[Asen]]<br /> *3: None <br /> *4: CPT [[KingBird]]<br /> Spirit Flight <br /> *XO: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *6: None <br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]] <br /> *8: None <br /> Freedom Flight <br /> *9: None <br /> *10: CPT [[Talyn Malasombra]]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None <br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 22 September 2007===<br /> *CO: MAJ [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: BGN [[Topachea Nabbirie]]<br /> *3: MAJ [[Asen]]<br /> *4: CPT [[KingBird]]<br /> *5: CMDR [[Luren &quot;DaLe&quot; Ketan]]<br /> *6: COM [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]]<br /> *8: <br /> *9: MGN [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *10: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *11: BGN [[Talon Starblazer]]<br /> *12:<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RgF]], 01 August 2006===<br /> *CO: MGN [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *2: MAJ [[Hec Losame]]<br /> *3: CPT [[Asen]]<br /> *4: 1LT [[KingBird]]<br /> *5: MAJ [[Luren &quot;DaLe&quot; Ketan]]<br /> *6: GEN [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *7: CPT [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]]<br /> *8: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/1532 Kelem Syn]<br /> *9: 2LT [[Phelan Kell]]<br /> *10: MAJ [[jelf boom]]<br /> *11: CMDR [[Dyl'jo'ban]]<br /> *12: LJG [[Hyde]]<br /> *13: 1LT [[Ceradan Jade]]<br /> *14:<br /> *15:<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RSPA]], 12th February 2006===<br /> *1: [[Cody]]<br /> *2: Izossk<br /> *3: Shikari<br /> *4: [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya|Daryus]]<br /> *5: Jo'shua<br /> *6: Ivisi<br /> *7: [[Luucas]]<br /> *8: Rapax'<br /> *9: [[Richard Gross|Richardii]]<br /> *10: Timmer<br /> *11: [[Lespin]]<br /> *12: Cejairx<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RgF]] roster, 20 October 2004===<br /> *CO: MGN [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *2: CMDR [[Kem Chrosid]]<br /> *3: CPT [[Asen]]<br /> *4: <br /> *5: LCL [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *6: BGN [[Topachea Nabbirie]]<br /> *7: COL [[Bon Fel]]<br /> *8: LCM [[Dyl'jo'ban]]<br /> *9: GEN [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> *10: <br /> *11: LCM [[Trev Firestorm]]<br /> *12:<br /> <br /> ==RSPA Past Members of Significance==<br /> *[[Blastfire]]<br /> *Thesto<br /> *[[Leaph]]<br /> <br /> <br /> ==Resurrection Squadron Website==<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/ http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/resurrection http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/resurrection] - Current Site&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> {{VSG}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Vigilance Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Scorpion Wing]]<br /> [[Category:Renegade Fleet]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Resurrection_Squadron&diff=25180 Resurrection Squadron 2014-12-21T04:56:33Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* Rosters */</p> <hr /> <div>{{eras|rgf|vsg}}<br /> {{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:ResurrectionLogo1.JPG]]<br /> |name=Resurrection Squadron<br /> |founder=''(Unknown)''<br /> |leader=LCL [[Hyde]]<br /> |members=*[[IronMan]]<br /> *[[Cody Qel-Droma]]<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=Subterrel Sector<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=''(Unknown)''<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=<br /> |restored=<br /> |assigned=MC80 Star Cruiser ''[[Ad Astra]]''<br /> |unit=[[Subterrel Strike Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> ==History==<br /> '''Resurrection Squadron''', or '''Rza''', was arguably the most legendary multiplayer squadron in the RS. During [[Minos]], [[IronMan]] and others in the squadron led the RS to victory. Before it's original retirement, there were two incarnations of &quot;Rza&quot;: the original XvT squadron in [[RgF]], and the [[SWG]] squadron, which had also made a name for itself. The SWG version of Rza contained many of the pilots of Rza's past, including its SWG CO, [[Cody Qel-Droma]], and its most (in)famous member, Lucas Stark, The [[IronMan]]. Rza's fame was known wherever people talked of famous pilots of the Rebellion and skill in starfighter combat. Although retired the squadron was reassigned in 2014 as part of squadron amalgamations.<br /> <br /> ==Rosters==<br /> <br /> ===Current Roster - 21 December 2014===<br /> One Flight<br /> * Resurrection CO: BGN [[Nicolai Ginofev]]<br /> * Resurrection 2: FA [[Danny &quot;David Lee Japan&quot; Qatar]]<br /> * Resurrection 3: ADM [[Lucas Benoit-Stark]] (Honorary)<br /> * Resurrection 4: LGN [[Eric Skrevski]]<br /> Two Flight<br /> * Resurrection XO: COL [[Teu Veld]]<br /> * Resurrection 6: VA [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> * Resurrection 7: FA [[Michael Raven]]<br /> * Resurrection 8: None<br /> Three Flight<br /> * Resurrection 9: None<br /> * Resurrection 10: None<br /> * Resurrection 11: None<br /> * Resurrection 12: LGN [[Markus Jarnhann]]<br /> Training Flight<br /> * Resurrection 13: CDT [[Rax Trellik]]<br /> * Resurrection 14: None<br /> * Resurrection 15: None<br /> * Resurrection 16: None<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 30 March 2010===<br /> Vector Flight <br /> *CO: CMDR [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: 2LT [[Jay Forerunner]]<br /> *3: None <br /> *4: None<br /> Spirit Flight <br /> *XO: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *6: None <br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]] (LOA) <br /> *8: None <br /> Freedom Flight <br /> *9: None <br /> *10: CPT [[Talyn Malasombra]]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 17 February 2009===<br /> Vector Flight <br /> *CO: CMDR [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: MAJ [[Asen]]<br /> *3: None <br /> *4: CPT [[KingBird]]<br /> Spirit Flight <br /> *XO: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *6: None <br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]] <br /> *8: None <br /> Freedom Flight <br /> *9: None <br /> *10: CPT [[Talyn Malasombra]]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None <br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 22 September 2007===<br /> *CO: MAJ [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: BGN [[Topachea Nabbirie]]<br /> *3: MAJ [[Asen]]<br /> *4: CPT [[KingBird]]<br /> *5: CMDR [[Luren &quot;DaLe&quot; Ketan]]<br /> *6: COM [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]]<br /> *8: <br /> *9: MGN [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *10: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *11: BGN [[Talon Starblazer]]<br /> *12:<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RgF]], 01 August 2006===<br /> *CO: MGN [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *2: MAJ [[Hec Losame]]<br /> *3: CPT [[Asen]]<br /> *4: 1LT [[KingBird]]<br /> *5: MAJ [[Luren &quot;DaLe&quot; Ketan]]<br /> *6: GEN [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *7: CPT [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]]<br /> *8: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/1532 Kelem Syn]<br /> *9: 2LT [[Phelan Kell]]<br /> *10: MAJ [[jelf boom]]<br /> *11: CMDR [[Dyl'jo'ban]]<br /> *12: LJG [[Hyde]]<br /> *13: 1LT [[Ceradan Jade]]<br /> *14:<br /> *15:<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RSPA]], 12th February 2006===<br /> *1: [[Cody]]<br /> *2: Izossk<br /> *3: Shikari<br /> *4: [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya|Daryus]]<br /> *5: Jo'shua<br /> *6: Ivisi<br /> *7: [[Luucas]]<br /> *8: Rapax'<br /> *9: [[Richard Gross|Richardii]]<br /> *10: Timmer<br /> *11: [[Lespin]]<br /> *12: Cejairx<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RgF]] roster, 20 October 2004===<br /> *CO: MGN [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *2: CMDR [[Kem Chrosid]]<br /> *3: CPT [[Asen]]<br /> *4: <br /> *5: LCL [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *6: BGN [[Topachea Nabbirie]]<br /> *7: COL [[Bon Fel]]<br /> *8: LCM [[Dyl'jo'ban]]<br /> *9: GEN [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> *10: <br /> *11: LCM [[Trev Firestorm]]<br /> *12:<br /> <br /> ==RSPA Past Members of Significance==<br /> *[[Blastfire]]<br /> *Thesto<br /> *[[Leaph]]<br /> <br /> <br /> ==Resurrection Squadron Website==<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/ http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/resurrection http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/resurrection] - Current Site&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> {{VSG}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Vigilance Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Scorpion Wing]]<br /> [[Category:Renegade Fleet]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Resurrection_Squadron&diff=25179 Resurrection Squadron 2014-12-21T04:51:32Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* History */</p> <hr /> <div>{{eras|rgf|vsg}}<br /> {{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:ResurrectionLogo1.JPG]]<br /> |name=Resurrection Squadron<br /> |founder=''(Unknown)''<br /> |leader=LCL [[Hyde]]<br /> |members=*[[IronMan]]<br /> *[[Cody Qel-Droma]]<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=Subterrel Sector<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=''(Unknown)''<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=<br /> |restored=<br /> |assigned=MC80 Star Cruiser ''[[Ad Astra]]''<br /> |unit=[[Subterrel Strike Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> ==History==<br /> '''Resurrection Squadron''', or '''Rza''', was arguably the most legendary multiplayer squadron in the RS. During [[Minos]], [[IronMan]] and others in the squadron led the RS to victory. Before it's original retirement, there were two incarnations of &quot;Rza&quot;: the original XvT squadron in [[RgF]], and the [[SWG]] squadron, which had also made a name for itself. The SWG version of Rza contained many of the pilots of Rza's past, including its SWG CO, [[Cody Qel-Droma]], and its most (in)famous member, Lucas Stark, The [[IronMan]]. Rza's fame was known wherever people talked of famous pilots of the Rebellion and skill in starfighter combat. Although retired the squadron was reassigned in 2014 as part of squadron amalgamations.<br /> <br /> ==Rosters==<br /> ===Current Roster - [[VSG]], 30 March 2010===<br /> Vector Flight <br /> *CO: CMDR [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: 2LT [[Jay Forerunner]]<br /> *3: None <br /> *4: None<br /> Spirit Flight <br /> *XO: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *6: None <br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]] (LOA) <br /> *8: None <br /> Freedom Flight <br /> *9: None <br /> *10: CPT [[Talyn Malasombra]]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 17 February 2009===<br /> Vector Flight <br /> *CO: CMDR [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: MAJ [[Asen]]<br /> *3: None <br /> *4: CPT [[KingBird]]<br /> Spirit Flight <br /> *XO: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *6: None <br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]] <br /> *8: None <br /> Freedom Flight <br /> *9: None <br /> *10: CPT [[Talyn Malasombra]]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None <br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 22 September 2007===<br /> *CO: MAJ [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: BGN [[Topachea Nabbirie]]<br /> *3: MAJ [[Asen]]<br /> *4: CPT [[KingBird]]<br /> *5: CMDR [[Luren &quot;DaLe&quot; Ketan]]<br /> *6: COM [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]]<br /> *8: <br /> *9: MGN [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *10: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *11: BGN [[Talon Starblazer]]<br /> *12:<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RgF]], 01 August 2006===<br /> *CO: MGN [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *2: MAJ [[Hec Losame]]<br /> *3: CPT [[Asen]]<br /> *4: 1LT [[KingBird]]<br /> *5: MAJ [[Luren &quot;DaLe&quot; Ketan]]<br /> *6: GEN [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *7: CPT [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]]<br /> *8: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/1532 Kelem Syn]<br /> *9: 2LT [[Phelan Kell]]<br /> *10: MAJ [[jelf boom]]<br /> *11: CMDR [[Dyl'jo'ban]]<br /> *12: LJG [[Hyde]]<br /> *13: 1LT [[Ceradan Jade]]<br /> *14:<br /> *15:<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RSPA]], 12th February 2006===<br /> *1: [[Cody]]<br /> *2: Izossk<br /> *3: Shikari<br /> *4: [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya|Daryus]]<br /> *5: Jo'shua<br /> *6: Ivisi<br /> *7: [[Luucas]]<br /> *8: Rapax'<br /> *9: [[Richard Gross|Richardii]]<br /> *10: Timmer<br /> *11: [[Lespin]]<br /> *12: Cejairx<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RgF]] roster, 20 October 2004===<br /> *CO: MGN [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *2: CMDR [[Kem Chrosid]]<br /> *3: CPT [[Asen]]<br /> *4: <br /> *5: LCL [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *6: BGN [[Topachea Nabbirie]]<br /> *7: COL [[Bon Fel]]<br /> *8: LCM [[Dyl'jo'ban]]<br /> *9: GEN [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> *10: <br /> *11: LCM [[Trev Firestorm]]<br /> *12:<br /> <br /> ==RSPA Past Members of Significance==<br /> *[[Blastfire]]<br /> *Thesto<br /> *[[Leaph]]<br /> <br /> <br /> ==Resurrection Squadron Website==<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/ http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/resurrection http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/resurrection] - Current Site&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> {{VSG}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Vigilance Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Scorpion Wing]]<br /> [[Category:Renegade Fleet]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Resurrection_Squadron&diff=25178 Resurrection Squadron 2014-12-21T04:47:47Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: /* History */</p> <hr /> <div>{{eras|rgf|vsg}}<br /> {{Organization infobox|<br /> |image=[[Image:ResurrectionLogo1.JPG]]<br /> |name=Resurrection Squadron<br /> |founder=''(Unknown)''<br /> |leader=LCL [[Hyde]]<br /> |members=*[[IronMan]]<br /> *[[Cody Qel-Droma]]<br /> |headquarters=<br /> |locations=Subterrel Sector<br /> |formed=<br /> |founded=''(Unknown)''<br /> |reorganized=<br /> |fragmented=<br /> |dissolved=<br /> |restored=<br /> |assigned=MC80 Star Cruiser ''[[Ad Astra]]''<br /> |unit=[[Subterrel Strike Force]]<br /> |subunits=<br /> |}}<br /> ==History==<br /> '''Resurrection Squadron''', or '''Rza''', is arguably the most legendary multiplayer squadron in the RS. During [[Minos]], [[IronMan]] and others in the squadron led the RS to victory. Before it's original retirement, there were two incarnations of &quot;Rza&quot;: the original XvT squadron in [[RgF]], and the [[SWG]] squadron, which had also made a name for itself. The SWG version of Rza contained many of the pilots of Rza's past, including its SWG CO, [[Cody Qel-Droma]], and its most (in)famous member, Lucas Stark, The [[IronMan]]. Rza's fame was known wherever people talked of famous pilots of the Rebellion and skill in starfighter combat.<br /> <br /> ==Rosters==<br /> ===Current Roster - [[VSG]], 30 March 2010===<br /> Vector Flight <br /> *CO: CMDR [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: 2LT [[Jay Forerunner]]<br /> *3: None <br /> *4: None<br /> Spirit Flight <br /> *XO: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *6: None <br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]] (LOA) <br /> *8: None <br /> Freedom Flight <br /> *9: None <br /> *10: CPT [[Talyn Malasombra]]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 17 February 2009===<br /> Vector Flight <br /> *CO: CMDR [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: MAJ [[Asen]]<br /> *3: None <br /> *4: CPT [[KingBird]]<br /> Spirit Flight <br /> *XO: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *6: None <br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]] <br /> *8: None <br /> Freedom Flight <br /> *9: None <br /> *10: CPT [[Talyn Malasombra]]<br /> *11: None <br /> *12: None <br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[VSG]], 22 September 2007===<br /> *CO: MAJ [[Hyde]]<br /> *2: BGN [[Topachea Nabbirie]]<br /> *3: MAJ [[Asen]]<br /> *4: CPT [[KingBird]]<br /> *5: CMDR [[Luren &quot;DaLe&quot; Ketan]]<br /> *6: COM [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *7: MAJ [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]]<br /> *8: <br /> *9: MGN [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *10: CPT [[Olias]]<br /> *11: BGN [[Talon Starblazer]]<br /> *12:<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RgF]], 01 August 2006===<br /> *CO: MGN [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *2: MAJ [[Hec Losame]]<br /> *3: CPT [[Asen]]<br /> *4: 1LT [[KingBird]]<br /> *5: MAJ [[Luren &quot;DaLe&quot; Ketan]]<br /> *6: GEN [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *7: CPT [[Keldar &quot;Whisper&quot; Wenn]]<br /> *8: 1LT [http://www.rebelsquadrons.org/profiles/1532 Kelem Syn]<br /> *9: 2LT [[Phelan Kell]]<br /> *10: MAJ [[jelf boom]]<br /> *11: CMDR [[Dyl'jo'ban]]<br /> *12: LJG [[Hyde]]<br /> *13: 1LT [[Ceradan Jade]]<br /> *14:<br /> *15:<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RSPA]], 12th February 2006===<br /> *1: [[Cody]]<br /> *2: Izossk<br /> *3: Shikari<br /> *4: [[Daryus Zalyn`Cya|Daryus]]<br /> *5: Jo'shua<br /> *6: Ivisi<br /> *7: [[Luucas]]<br /> *8: Rapax'<br /> *9: [[Richard Gross|Richardii]]<br /> *10: Timmer<br /> *11: [[Lespin]]<br /> *12: Cejairx<br /> <br /> ===Historic Roster - [[RgF]] roster, 20 October 2004===<br /> *CO: MGN [[Leonard Cable]]<br /> *2: CMDR [[Kem Chrosid]]<br /> *3: CPT [[Asen]]<br /> *4: <br /> *5: LCL [[Phil DarkFire]]<br /> *6: BGN [[Topachea Nabbirie]]<br /> *7: COL [[Bon Fel]]<br /> *8: LCM [[Dyl'jo'ban]]<br /> *9: GEN [[Patrick Blastfire]]<br /> *10: <br /> *11: LCM [[Trev Firestorm]]<br /> *12:<br /> <br /> ==RSPA Past Members of Significance==<br /> *[[Blastfire]]<br /> *Thesto<br /> *[[Leaph]]<br /> <br /> <br /> ==Resurrection Squadron Website==<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/ http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/]&lt;br&gt;<br /> [http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/resurrection http://vsg.rebelsquadrons.org/resurrection] - Current Site&lt;br&gt;<br /> <br /> {{VSG}}<br /> [[Category:Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Vigilance Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Scorpion Wing]]<br /> [[Category:Renegade Fleet]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Wildcard_Squadron&diff=25177 Wildcard Squadron 2014-12-21T04:45:01Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: </p> <hr /> <div>A squadron that was originally a part of [[Crusader]] Fleet and was home to Macintosh players of X-Wing. When [[Crusader]] became a wing in the [[PBF]], Wildcard moved into the [[PBF]] as well, but later moved to the [[IBG]]. Known for their pranks.<br /> <br /> Resurrected in 2014 as part of Squadron amalgamations.<br /> <br /> [http://ibg.rebelsquadrons.org/wildcard/ website] (not working)<br /> <br /> ==Current Roster==<br /> As of December 2014:<br /> <br /> * Wildcard CO: BGN [[Hermus Dogan]]<br /> * Wildcard 2: CMDR [[Darth Gumbo]]<br /> * Wildcard 3: MAJ [[Etain Valen Gaas]]<br /> * Wildcard 4: ADM [[Cyrel Vandroth]]<br /> * Wildcard XO: COL [[jcmcgoo]]<br /> * Wildcard 6: COM [[Lamin Zykara]]<br /> * Wildcard 7: RA [[Kirghy Lommax]]<br /> * Wildcard 8: 1LT [[BlueLeader]]<br /> * Wildcard 9: LCM [[InterlinkKnight]]<br /> * Wildcard 10: ADM [[Licah Fox]] (LOA)<br /> * Wildcard 11: <br /> * Wildcard 12: <br /> * Wildcard 13: CDT [[The Napping Man]]<br /> * Wildcard 14: CDT [[Tyrren]]<br /> * Wildcard 15: <br /> * Wildcard 16: <br /> <br /> ==Historical==<br /> 20 October 2004:<br /> &lt;pre&gt;<br /> CO: LCL James &quot;Nightwolf&quot; Davidson<br /> 2: 2LT Vason Senmic<br /> 3: CMDR Cole Landfarer<br /> 4: 1LT Raistlin Majere<br /> XO: LCL Phil DarkFire<br /> 6: <br /> 7: RA Adam Fene<br /> 8: 2LT Sau Landor<br /> SO: BGN Zeke Freeman<br /> 10: <br /> 11: CPT Max Tallon<br /> 12: <br /> &lt;/pre&gt;<br /> <br /> [[Category:Retired Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Intrepid Battle Group]]<br /> [[Category:Crusader Wing]]<br /> [[Category:Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Crusader Fleet]]</div> RS Gunsmoke http://wiki.rebelsquadrons.org/mediawiki-1.43.1/index.php?title=Wildcard_Squadron&diff=25176 Wildcard Squadron 2014-12-21T04:44:22Z <p>RS Gunsmoke: </p> <hr /> <div>A squadron that was originally a part of [[Crusader]] Fleet and was home to Macintosh players of X-Wing. When [[Crusader]] became a wing in the [[PBF]], Wildcard moved into the [[PBF]] as well, but later moved to the [[IBG]]. Known for their pranks.<br /> <br /> Resurrected in 2014 as part of Squadron amalgamations.<br /> <br /> [http://ibg.rebelsquadrons.org/wildcard/ website] (not working)<br /> <br /> ==Roster==<br /> As of December 2014:<br /> <br /> * Wildcard CO: BGN [[Hermus Dogan]]<br /> * Wildcard 2: CMDR [[Darth Gumbo]]<br /> * Wildcard 3: MAJ [[Etain Valen Gaas]]<br /> * Wildcard 4: ADM [[Cyrel Vandroth]]<br /> * Wildcard XO: COL [[jcmcgoo]]<br /> * Wildcard 6: COM [[Lamin Zykara]]<br /> * Wildcard 7: RA [[Kirghy Lommax]]<br /> * Wildcard 8: 1LT [[BlueLeader]]<br /> * Wildcard 9: LCM [[InterlinkKnight]]<br /> * Wildcard 10: ADM [[Licah Fox]] (LOA)<br /> * Wildcard 11: <br /> * Wildcard 12: <br /> * Wildcard 13: CDT [[The Napping Man]]<br /> * Wildcard 14: CDT [[Tyrren]]<br /> * Wildcard 15: <br /> * Wildcard 16: <br /> <br /> ==Historical==<br /> 20 October 2004:<br /> &lt;pre&gt;<br /> CO: LCL James &quot;Nightwolf&quot; Davidson<br /> 2: 2LT Vason Senmic<br /> 3: CMDR Cole Landfarer<br /> 4: 1LT Raistlin Majere<br /> XO: LCL Phil DarkFire<br /> 6: <br /> 7: RA Adam Fene<br /> 8: 2LT Sau Landor<br /> SO: BGN Zeke Freeman<br /> 10: <br /> 11: CPT Max Tallon<br /> 12: <br /> &lt;/pre&gt;<br /> <br /> [[Category:Retired Squadrons]]<br /> [[Category:Intrepid Battle Group]]<br /> [[Category:Crusader Wing]]<br /> [[Category:Patriot Starfighter Group]]<br /> [[Category:Crusader Fleet]]</div> RS Gunsmoke