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Here is the beginning of my character's background:
Adrial Strogg was born on Varonet. It was where she spent the first six years of her life. Her mother, Galell, was a medical employee at a local hospital. Her father, Moogen, and his brother, Nuzeem, worked at the spaceport. Her father was a pilot and her uncle a mechanic. Things were going well until the separatists began their occupation. Things became very difficult for her parents and uncle, but little Adrial was too young to really remember much of the occupation.
“Oh to be young again like you little one.” Nuzeem lifted the little girl up into the air.
“You funny Uncee Nuzz.” Adrial was having fun, as always, with her uncle. “Do again!”
“Supper is just about ready you two.” Galell called from the kitchen. “And your dad should be home soon.”
“Daddy!” The little girl was ecstatic with delight. “He bring me something?”
Her mother looked at her and shook her head. “Not this time, sweetie. Things are different with the occupation...”
Adrial’s face scrunched into a quizzical look. “What is oc-pa-shun?”
But then came the liberation from the separatists. Although it was needed, it did not come without a price. Adrial's father was killed in a starship collision and her home world was decimated. Her mother and uncle made plans to leave their world for a better life. The three had found spots on a ship bound for Endor. Her mother and uncle were going to be miners for a while.
Galell smiled at her daughter. “Now this is only going to be temporary. After Uncle Nuzeem and I have worked for a while, then we will move on to a better place.”
Adrial looked at her mother with a questioning face. “Will there be other children there for me to play with.”
Nuzeem picked up his niece. “Of course. Plenty of kids to play with.” He gets a mischievous air about himself. “Maybe we can find you a nice boyfriend.”
The girl giggles. “Oh Uncle Nuzz. You know I’m too young for boys. Dad always says…” She gets a distant look and then starts sobbing.
Galell gives Nuzeem one of those looks and he starts trying to comfort her.
She never had traveled off-world before, let alone gone through hyperspace. It was all new to the young girl. During the time in hyperspace, Nuzeem tried to entertain Adrial as much as he could. Luckily she fell asleep fairly quickly and slept for most of the trip. Her uncle found it only mildly odd that she awoke mere moments before the ship came out of hyperspace. But then came the speaking from the cockpit.
"Wait a minute...this isn't right." The pilot said.
Adrial got a distant look and then turned to her uncle. “The ship is in trouble.”
Galell moves over to her daughter. “Why do you say that?”
“I do not know, mother.” She turns to her mother. “I just have a feeling.”
The ship is a whirlwind of activity as whispers run throughout of a computer problem. Then something about an asteroid, but that it was somehow diverted. But what was that scraping sound? Then talk of trying to land. More talk about getting through asteroids. Something about Jedi. That was a word that Adrial had heard in the past but she didn’t know what it meant. Soon there was more talk about landing and getting ready for a rough landing…
Adrial Strogg was born on Varonet. It was where she spent the first six years of her life. Her mother, Galell, was a medical employee at a local hospital. Her father, Moogen, and his brother, Nuzeem, worked at the spaceport. Her father was a pilot and her uncle a mechanic. Things were going well until the separatists began their occupation. Things became very difficult for her parents and uncle, but little Adrial was too young to really remember much of the occupation.
“Oh to be young again like you little one.” Nuzeem lifted the little girl up into the air.
“You funny Uncee Nuzz.” Adrial was having fun, as always, with her uncle. “Do again!”
“Supper is just about ready you two.” Galell called from the kitchen. “And your dad should be home soon.”
“Daddy!” The little girl was ecstatic with delight. “He bring me something?”
Her mother looked at her and shook her head. “Not this time, sweetie. Things are different with the occupation...”
Adrial’s face scrunched into a quizzical look. “What is oc-pa-shun?”
But then came the liberation from the separatists. Although it was needed, it did not come without a price. Adrial's father was killed in a starship collision and her home world was decimated. Her mother and uncle made plans to leave their world for a better life. The three had found spots on a ship bound for Endor. Her mother and uncle were going to be miners for a while.
Galell smiled at her daughter. “Now this is only going to be temporary. After Uncle Nuzeem and I have worked for a while, then we will move on to a better place.”
Adrial looked at her mother with a questioning face. “Will there be other children there for me to play with.”
Nuzeem picked up his niece. “Of course. Plenty of kids to play with.” He gets a mischievous air about himself. “Maybe we can find you a nice boyfriend.”
The girl giggles. “Oh Uncle Nuzz. You know I’m too young for boys. Dad always says…” She gets a distant look and then starts sobbing.
Galell gives Nuzeem one of those looks and he starts trying to comfort her.
She never had traveled off-world before, let alone gone through hyperspace. It was all new to the young girl. During the time in hyperspace, Nuzeem tried to entertain Adrial as much as he could. Luckily she fell asleep fairly quickly and slept for most of the trip. Her uncle found it only mildly odd that she awoke mere moments before the ship came out of hyperspace. But then came the speaking from the cockpit.
"Wait a minute...this isn't right." The pilot said.
Adrial got a distant look and then turned to her uncle. “The ship is in trouble.”
Galell moves over to her daughter. “Why do you say that?”
“I do not know, mother.” She turns to her mother. “I just have a feeling.”
The ship is a whirlwind of activity as whispers run throughout of a computer problem. Then something about an asteroid, but that it was somehow diverted. But what was that scraping sound? Then talk of trying to land. More talk about getting through asteroids. Something about Jedi. That was a word that Adrial had heard in the past but she didn’t know what it meant. Soon there was more talk about landing and getting ready for a rough landing…
