Syn Kelvaur

Ahhhh, Thyferra, land of health and land of great leverage for the rest of the Galaxy, Syn thought as he stepped onto the ground of Thyferra's capital, Zalxuc, for the first time. With all the new business coming and going, it was an easy matter to get a ride in an Imperial aligned commercial transport. It was a far cry from his dreams of riding shotgun in Imperial Star Destroyers, but it was a start: his first major assignment and his first one offworld. He quickly passed customs with both his Imperial and Press ID and got a hotel room to unload his gear in. As soon as he had taken a shower and grabbed a bite to eat, he set out to being touring the city. He wasn't here on a specific objective, simply to see what was going on and how things were playing out on the planet now that the Empire had liberated it.

Imperial Scientists Work to Cure Blindness Syndrome By Syn Kelvaur As more and more newborns are born blinded and with strangely black eyes, Imperial scientists working on Coruscant and field stations around the Galaxy are searching for the cause and cure of this particular syndrome. As of now, there is no indication that this syndrome is anything more than a fluke of genetics or a response to some as of yet unknown change in the Galactic environment. No recorded trace of infection or transmission of these symptoms have been documented. As of now, only a few tens of thousands out of the hundreds of millions of births over the last few months have been diagnosed with the syndrome and doctors point out that it is extremely rare. Expecting parents are urged not to panic and to continue as normal because the likelihood that their newborn is afflicted is very small. So far, no links have been made between those who are affected so there is no scientific evidence to the many wild rumors of chemical warfare, apocalyptic prophecies, or alien infection. The Empire has devoted a large sum of money and effort into discovering the cause of this syndrome. If it is not a natural occurrence, those responsible will be severely punished. If it is nothing but a fluke in the genetic pool, eugenics specialists will work to isolate the affected genes and reverse the damage. If there are links with some sort of celestial anomaly, steps will be taken to create defenses against it or to evacuate exposed areas. For now, Imperial officials wish to assure the public that this is a minor affliction and that the proper authorities and experts are addressing the matter. Trust in the Empire and it will keep you safe.

CHARACTER SHEET Real Name: Syn Kelvaur Nickname: none Age: 26 Species: human Height: 5' 11" Weight: 165 lbs Hair: brown Eyes: sky blue Sex: male Homeworld: Hapes Alignment: Neutral Clothing: wears a business suit where appropriate, favors local dress when on assignment Weapon: holocam and his voice Force User Inventory: pocket holocam the size of an Earth cell phone, backup holocam the size of a pen (poor quality), voice recorder(s) the size of a pen, electronic bugs (with self destruct mechanism that melts it), press credentials, commlink, datapad with voice recorder built in Posessions: small apartment and an airspeeder on Coruscant SYN KELVAUR'S CHARACTER SHEET Identity [!ident] Real Name: Syn Kelvaur A.K.A: none Homeworld: Hapes Species: Human Physical Description [!dscrp] Age: 26 Height: 5' 11" Weight: 165 lbs Hair: brown Eyes: sky blue Sex: male Equipment [!equip] Clothing or Armor: wears a business suit where appropriate, favors local dress when on assignment Weapon: holocam and his voice Common Inventory: pocket holocam the size of an Earth cell phone, backup holocam the size of a pen (poor quality), voice recorder(s) the size of a pen, electronic bugs (with self destruct mechanism that melts it), press credentials, commlink, datapad with voice recorder built in Faction Information [!factn] Force Sensitive Alignment: neutral Current Faction Affiliation: Galactic Alliance Current Faction Rank: History: [!hstry] Force Side: none Trained by: n/a Trained who: n/a Known Skills: n/a Background: Much to his displeasure,Syn was born on the female dominated planet of Hapes. When he was 18, he left behind his family and people to head to Coruscant in search of a new life and an escape from being considered a second class being. He got various jobs waiting tables or working as a salesman to pay his way through journalism and broadcasting classes with the goal of becoming a journalist. He tends to move around to wherever the jobs are and carries few possessions. He did manage to save up for a speeder so he doesn't have to use public transport or taxis. As he grew into his mid twenties, he was frugal enough to save up enough money to pull himself into the lower middle class. He often pays attention to dress and uses the natural good looks native to his homeworld to make up for his lack of money. After joining the Imperial Information Bureau specializing in propaganda, he began to expand his knowledge base and contacts. He served in the Empire for more than two years before the end of the War and transferred into other lines of work for the Galactic Alliance. While helping work in the integration of various media services from old Imperial and Republic entities, he grew disgusted at the lack of efficiency. Though he yearns for the more efficient and speedy Empire, he realizes that he is stuck with what he has and decided to try to reform it and wake the Alliance out of its slumber. Ship Registration [!ship] Name: n/a Class: n/a Model: n/a Manufacturer: n/a Length: n/a Armaments: n/a Armor: n/a Anti-Personnel Defenses: n/a Appearance: n/a Modifications:n/a

CHARACTER SHEET Real Name: Syn Kelvaur Nickname: none Age: 26 Species: human Height: 5' 11" Weight: 165 lbs Hair: brown Eyes: sky blue Sex: male Homeworld: Hapes Alignment: Neutral Clothing: wears a business suit where appropriate, favors local dress when on assignment Weapon: holocam and his voice Force User Inventory: pocket holocam the size of an Earth cell phone, backup holocam the size of a pen (poor quality), voice recorder(s) the size of a pen, electronic bugs (with self destruct mechanism that melts it), press credentials, commlink, datapad with voice recorder built in Posessions: small apartment and an airspeeder on Coruscant