Dark Age of the Force

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It's been seven hundred years since a great plague has swept the galaxy, devastating the Jedi and Sith and leaving civilization in ruins. From these ashes, three fledgling empires have arisen, resilient and powerful; the Corellians, the Hutts, and the Mandalorians. Will you pick a side and lead your people to glory? Or will you lurk in the shadows, bent on nothing but your own goals? Step into the Dark Age and carve your name into the stars.

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May 23 2018, 04:31 PM
"Get down", shouted Scott as he fired off a heavy blaster from his shoulder. The lump of energized plasma slammed into the door of a shuttle blowing the battle ship right out of the sky. Several individuals scattered in the new light created from the explosion. For a moment the dense forest was lit up as if the morning star had risen over the horizon.

"I told you this was a bad idea", scoffed Butorega as he fired two shots from his twin blasters. The bolts of light slammed into a barrier and deflected off into the night. Returning fire soon slammed into Butorega's position, but the agile Gunslinger had already dashed across the field and took up a defensive position behind a nearby tree.

"Die you Mandalorian Bastards" ,roared a large man as he stepped from behind cover and began to fire off a heavy rapid fire gatling blaster. The purple beams began to carve the forest to pieces as the lazers cut thought the woodland like a hot knife in butter.

"Greatest warriors my ...", before the burly fool could finish his sentence a boomerang leaped from the air and slammed into the back of his head. The edges of it were lit up from energy technology. With a thump the large man's head hit the ground and the rest of him soon followed.

"vibrobomerangs", chuckled Butorega. "Now i have seen everything." Butorega stepped from behind his tree and fired at the figures in the distance. Their shields deflected the bolts and soon return fire was coming his way.

"Energy Shields", cursed Butorega as he slid behind a tree.

"I think they want the data back', stated Scott as he turned from behind cover and fired his heavy blaster into the shield of one of the defenders. The mass of energy overloaded his shield. Two quick pot shots from Butorega sent the Women falling to the ground with two burning holes in her chest.

"No, shit", cried another bounty hunter as he rushed up with his rifle and began to cover the duo as they moved back to cover.

"Chief we can't stay here", came a cry from another bounty hunter.

Scott looked in the direction of the voice and noticed figures moving though the woods.

"Shint they are trying to get us in a cross fire. Everyone fall back!"

"Our shuttles are that way", growled Butorega. "If we get dragged into the forest ..."

"No ...", started Scott, but a blaster cut him short. A bolt of energy slammed into the tree near his head causing him to fall flat on his ass. "Holy shi ..."

"Get off your ass Scott", spoke Butorega as he fired in the direction of the bolt. Slamming one of his pistols into it's holster he grabbed Scott's hand and pulled him to his feet.

"We need to link up with the other squad", stated Scott as he looked to the east.

"Then we head south", demanded Butorega. "I don't want the entire Wren clan coming down on us. We need to get to the shuttles and get off world."
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<center><table border="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td valign="top" style="width: 420px;"><font size="2"><div class="characterblurtext"> <i><b><font color="DC143C">B</font><font color="131313">utorega of Zeltros</font></b></i></div><div class="characterblur"><br><br><br> ❝There is no such thing as honor, only the victors and the dead.<br> </div>





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<font color="#DC143C">▬</font> Childish <br>
<font color="#DC143C">▬</font> Fearsome Hatred for Slavery <br>
<font color="#DC143C">▬</font> Stuborn  <br>
<font color="#DC143C">▬</font> Selfish  <br>
<font color="#DC143C">▬</font> Self Rightious<br>
<font color="#DC143C">▬</font> Cruel<br>
<font color="#DC143C">▬</font> Idealistic<br>
<font color="#DC143C">▬</font> Loves Red Heads<br>
<font color="#DC143C">▬</font> Dislikes None Humanoids<br>
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Butorega story first begins with his parents, Sera Fade and William Welsher. The two of them at one point were happily married but lived on a harsh planet with an even harsher government. Seeking freedom and a better life the couple fled to Zeltros. They thought they could strengthen their growing family by moving to a place of relative peace, but instead they ended up tearing their family apart. The temptations of Zeltros was far too great for either of them to handle. The two of them eventually divorce and going their separate ways. Both Butorega’s mother and father began a life of hedonism. This left the growing Butorega in a house divided.
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Butorega's childhood was split between two homes. In the Summer and Spring, he would live with his father, ad in the Winter anf Fall he would live with his mother. Sera and Williams were more concerned about chasing their new flings than taking care of their growing son. As a result, Butorega grew up a burden to the hedonistic lifestyle of both his parents. This burden would often show up in their conversations with him, and in the way, they treated him. Eventually this takes a drastic effect on Butorega’s opinion on his new home world. Butorega grew up hating Zeltros and the ways of the Zeltros people.
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Butorega despised hedonism. He blames the mindset for his damaged relationship with his parents, and the neglect he received in his youth. He also developed a fearsome hatred for his parents who chose to go out and party over spending time with him. Eventually Butorega began to see them as useless, and instead of looking at them as an example of what he should be he uses them as an example of what not to be. As a result of this Butorega decided that he could only rely on himself in life. This mindset caused the young man to grow up quick and miss out on the joys of youth. At the age of eight years old he started working odd jobs to buy rations and other supplies. However, this was never enough for him and Butorega was forced to turn to more drastic work for credits. As a result, Butorega became a courier and began to move, questionable objects around the city for a fee. It was dangerous work, but it paid well and Butorega could use the money.
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At the age of twelve Butorega had made a name for himself as a reliable courier. He was fast, efficient, and focus. The clients did not have to worry about him stopping by a party on the way to the delivery or losing the package while he was in a drunken stupor. His effectiveness at his job put him on many people’s radars, including the bad ones. Eventually Butorega was approached by a large Zeltron man by the name of Zoricck. Zoricck wanted Butorega to run a few jobs for him in the city of Elysium. Elysium was a good way from his mother's home, which he was staying at the time, but the pay was good and as a result he took the job. At the time of the job Butorega was fourteen years old, and this would be his first real experience in the underworld.
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Taking the job for Zoricck, Butorega was supposed to deliver a package to a man named P. Butorega did not ask why his name was only a single letter, nor did he care why. It was a simple delivery. What Butorega did not know was that the package he was carrying was actually a bomb. Butorega began his trip to P address when he was ambushed by a gang of thugs. The Thugs got the better of the young lad and stole the package for themselves. They then drove off and left Butorega in disgrace. Angry at himself for failing his mission Butorega vowed to get the package back, despite being heavily wounded. The boy followed the gang shuttle as far as he could with his eyes, but just as they were about to reach the limit of his sight their shuttle exploded in a fiery rage. Butorega did not know it at the time, but he had just narrowly escaped death.
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When Butorega reported what happen to Zoricck he was furious. Zoricck did not even bother to hide the fact that he was planning on using the boy a suicide bomber. Instead he argued with his chief of staff about the reliability of couriers. According to him they should have sent a droid or done it the old fashion way with blasters. Mortified by the new information Butorega fled the Zoricck’s base. The criminals did not even bother to chase after him. After that Butorega was done being a courier. However, that did not change the fact that he still needed money.
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At first Butorega began to take up honest jobs for low wages. However, that soon dried up when his parent’s reputation of not paying debts reached his employers. No one wanted a possible thief working for them, nor the trouble of debt collectors stalking their businesses. Butorega was forced out of honest work and was turned to a life of crime.
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Desperate for money Butorega began pickpocketing drunks who stumbled out of parties. Around this time Butorega was fifteen years old. It was during one of his raids he noticed a man that look familiar. After thinking about it for a moment Butorega realized that he was a wanted criminal and that he was worth a fair amount of credits. Eager for better wages Butorega snuck up on the man and stole his blaster from his belt. It was an easy task due to the drunken nature of the brute. Butorega then shot the man with his own pistol and carried his body to the local law enforcement. It was Butorega's first bounty and his first taste at blood money.
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From the moment of his first bounty Butorega was hooked on the life of a bounty hunter. He began to hunt down lowlifes and criminals for credits and use the money he made from his job to better himself at his work. He took class on flying shuttles and lessons on firing blasters. His fearsome hatred of hedonism kept him on the path of improvement, and the mental focus he developed to avoid the constant trap of pleasure on Zeltros gave him an edge against many of his targets. For three years he struggled against the underbelly of Zeltron society. His blaster took the lives of many individuals and created many enemies.
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At the age of eighteen Butorega had earned enough credits to buy his own Starship, and not a moment to soon in his book. During his time as a bounty hunter Butorega had earned the ire of many seedy individuals. Those in the underworld knew his face as a War Dog and paid well to be informed of his location. Gaining the jump on his targets was becoming more difficult and more people began to place a prince on his own head. Zeltros was starting to become to small for him, and as a result Butorega thought it was time to leave. Butorega Left Zeltros with no intention of ever coming back.



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