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| - Charismatic fighter pilot extraordinarie, Doron Rtufo (16 BBY — ) is descended from the fiesty Rtufolakiprinavos family of New Cov. He arrived in Caspia after serving since the age of 17 in the Rebel Alliance (now New Republic). He was present at the Battle of Endor as Green 3, and was decorated for his and Green 4's attack on the Executor's bridge ranging and targetting dome, paving the way for Green Leader's momentous, albeit tragic, self-sacrifice destroying the bridge of the colossal vessel. Leading up to this, Rtufo was trained and became a seasoned fighter pilot with the 243rd Squadron (Green) based on the MC-80m Turismo, operating out in the Rim during the war with the Empire. His talents behind the stick of an A-Wing became well reputed, but he had several close-calls — one such accident involving a solarpanel from a disintegrating TIE Fighter shearing into his canopy and severely damaging his left arm. The gash-like scar is still visible to this day. He left the newly formed New Republic to go searching for his sister, Dannan, who is a fugitive of Imperial Intelligence for political "crimes". A tip led him to the Caspian system, and the world of Caspar, but to no avail. However, there he found a people in need and pushing towards a goal he knew well... autonomy, and became entrenched in their way of life. He made tremendous connections and great friends, and very soon, offered his talents as an A-Wing pilot to the rebuilding Navy and Marines. When the development of a new line of starfighters was in the workings of the Caspian military, Doron became instrumental in the testing phases. He offered his services as a test pilot, as well as a research subject to study the strains of high stress flight and combat. The SubPro-CDMC Z-100 Centurion rolled off the production line, and then-Lieutenant Rtufo was one of the first to fly it. He hasn't been able to keep friendships alive for very long, however. Most of his comrades have fallen in the line of duty or been forced into an early retirement. The First and Second Zealot Wars accounted for a good number of them, as the Zealots are fanatical fighters, and those friends he didn't lose to death, he lost to psychological damage. All of this has hardened him, and he tends to keep to himself, at times frustrating his fellow MAD pilots. A brush with perfection has branded him deeply. An innocent friendship with a pioneer girl grew into a deep relationship that seemed to set the city aglow whereever the two went. He fell in love with her. Suddenly and abruptly, she up and left the system, leaving behind a letter to Doron, and a broken heart. As iron cast as this Marine is, and as stubborn as his Covie genes are, he's yet to fully recover and be able to love again. He lives in a loft in a renovated industrial warehouse in downtown Plaxton, just across the street from Union Starport. In his spare time, he manages to be a member of the military's Caslaugn Team, a group of swoop and speederbike riders who run on the amateur and professional circuits. His prized possession is his CASE S-6c Akula speederbike, which you'll find him tinkering with in his loft while listening to the subtle tones of the Moross Band. He has grown up and grown into becoming one of Caspia's elite pilots. If not one of the most natural pilots, he possesses an incredible tenacity and a set of hair-trigger reflexes that have kept him alive through tumultuous events. The elite 17th Nighthawks of the Marine Aerospace Division are under his direct leadership, and perform a variety of roles while attached to units such as the Home Fleet Group, based on the CMS Typhoon. Doron is insanely devoted to the Marines, and his anymosity towards anyone who thinks themselves better than his brethren is best feared and avoided. Many view Rtufo's style as too laid back, too casual, and too headstrong, but its the only way that Doron knows. Many have supported him and feathered his impulsive behavior that constantly threatens to send him dashing off into the galaxy again to keep searching and finding a reason for his life. However, he is the last of a dying breed of warrior in Caspia, and that is unnerving being that he is a mere thirty-some years old. Interestingly, he holds two hobbies that seem to counterbalance his lethal preoccupations. One is an off-hand devotion to the study of Sarian culture, which intrigues him because of its parallels to his own Covie heritage. He centers mainly on the artwork, and proudly sports a large band of ornate Janhovial Fluderunes as a tattoo on his left arm. His other pasttime is to drop in on the Vitoch Vineyards on Mergansar, and assist the family in producing the fine wines that make the Caspian system known for sectors around.
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