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My name is Fayde Zarr and I was born in the year 8 BBY to Fortis Zarr and Centina Zara on the planet Fondor. My father served as Operational Overseer of the north quadrant shipyards where he met my mother, the chief accounting officer to that same quadrant. They were married and several years later I was born. They were rock and steel, unmovable elements, but at the same time loving parents to my recollection. You could say I enjoyed a normal childhood and was privileged to have an high-upper middle class upbringing on Fondor. I enjoyed the totualage of some of the finest private schools, I was trained in local arts and given the best that Fondor had to offer me and my family at the time. We were flourishing under the empire and providing them with some of the finest starships and weapons at the time. White part of my instruction was naturally  in local and galactic affairs I really never took much interest in politics. The bickering and back stabbing was something that I despised. I wanted to be an honorable warrior, but a back biting rat. Little did I know that the military would also prove to have its own traitors. Nor did I want to follow in my parents footsteps of eventually take over operational business at the wealthy shipyards of Fondor. My eyes and heart were set on becoming a pilot, like my uncle. He was an essentric character that most in his family looked down on, couldn’t even remember his name if you asked me now. At that same time I was bombarded with news of “terroristic rebel activity” and the loss of one of the most powerful and greatest humanoid achievements, the Death Star. It was preached in our schools and at the local town forums that the Empire was loosing it’s grip on the galaxy and that true peace and order would be totally loss at the hands of these Rebel traitors.

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Biography

My name is Fayde Zarr and I was born in the year 8 BBY to Fortis Zarr and Centina Zara on the planet Fondor. My father served as Operational Overseer of the north quadrant shipyards where he met my mother, the chief accounting officer to that same quadrant. They were married and several years later I was born. They were rock and steel, unmovable elements, but at the same time loving parents to my recollection. You could say I enjoyed a normal childhood and was privileged to have an high-upper middle class upbringing on Fondor. I enjoyed the totualage of some of the finest private schools, I was trained in local arts and given the best that Fondor had to offer me and my family at the time. We were flourishing under the empire and providing them with some of the finest starships and weapons at the time. White part of my instruction was naturally in local and galactic affairs I really never took much interest in politics. The bickering and back stabbing was something that I despised. I wanted to be an honorable warrior, but a back biting rat. Little did I know that the military would also prove to have its own traitors. Nor did I want to follow in my parents footsteps of eventually take over operational business at the wealthy shipyards of Fondor. My eyes and heart were set on becoming a pilot, like my uncle. He was an essentric character that most in his family looked down on, couldn’t even remember his name if you asked me now. At that same time I was bombarded with news of “terroristic rebel activity” and the loss of one of the most powerful and greatest humanoid achievements, the Death Star. It was preached in our schools and at the local town forums that the Empire was loosing it’s grip on the galaxy and that true peace and order would be totally loss at the hands of these Rebel traitors.