Anbira Hicchoru

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Anbira Hicchoru
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Name
Anbira Hicchoru
Species
Age
33
Height
5'11"
Weight
195lbs
Eye Color
Brown
Hair Color
Brown
Home Planet
Affiliation
Spouse
None
Mother
Lyda Hicchoru
Father
Marus Hicchoru
Siblings
None
Children
None
Ship
None
Droid
None










Anbira Hicchoru is a Knight of the Jedi Order. Prior to finding the order, he spent over ten years in solitude in the wilderness of Felucia, fending for himself and communing with spirits of Jedi now passed. A former Imperial Scout Recon trooper who deserted the army, he's instantly recognizable for his preference of wearing some semblance of his old Imperial armor into battle, and bringing both Shien and Djem So techniques to bear against his enemies.

History
Anbira was born into a working-class home on Thyferra, neither poor nor particularly well off. As the Republic became the Empire, and the galactic call to keep peace and order went beyond the demand for clones, Anbira decided to enlist in the Imperial Academy, primarily because it promised a fund for continued higher education and technical vocation training that would be useful when his term of service was up. He said goodbye to his parents, and traveled to Carida to begin his training and service.

During his academy stint, Anbira was selected for Scout Force Recon, a distinguished specialist group among the Stormtrooper class that demanded physical endurance, skill flexibility, survival skills, and advanced combat training. He passed his qualifications with high marks, was assigned to a combat unit, and deployed to the forests of Felucia, to augment the local Imperial garrison's forces in the task of repelling insurgents, force-sensitive natives, and (it was rumored) Jedi who may yet have escaped Darth Vader's purge.

Anbira spent a year on Felucia pursuing the enemies of the Empire. He spearheaded deep speeder-bike patrols to find hidden Felucian staging grounds, calling coordinates in for TIE Bomber assaults and then helping to mop up the survivors. His unit helped uncover a fifth column group of disgruntled Republican agitators looking to incite rebellion against the Emperor. His unit also fought Jedi, though this was more an issue of a Jedi revealing themselves for barely a moment, badly mauling Scout Recon, and disappearing again into the fungal wilds.

On one such mission, Anbira's squad of scouts was savagely ambushed by the Felucians, and he himself nearly killed when a trap was sprung, destroying his speeder bike and causing him to be thrown free, and knocked unconscious. The near-death crash gave Anbira his distinctive scar over the right side of his face. The Felucians were intent to behead Anbira, as they did with all Imperials they captured. Their hands were stayed by influence from an unnamed Jedi, and instead, the Felucians tended to his wounds, keeping him alive until he had gained strength to break free from a coma. When Anbira awoke, he was alone.

Anbira had no comm systems to reach his Imperial comrades, and he was so deep in the wilderness it made the task of returning to base nearly impossible. He knew Imperial protocol. They would search for survivors for one week. After that, he was missing and presumed dead. The week passed, and Anbira soon began to give up hope that he would make it out of Felucia alive. Everywhere he moved, he could sense he was being tracked by the Felucians, but armed with nothing but a sharpened stick, he was unable to confront the mysterious band of guerrillas. He couldn't understand why they didn't attack him. Not that he lacked any possible threats to his life without them, because he was constantly avoiding carnivorous plants, nexxu, and rancors. Spending his days avoiding predators and finding enough to subsist upon to survive, he was greeted one day by an apparition or a trick of his mind. A ghost of a diminuitive creature with pointed ears and a penchant for strangely parsed sentences. The ghost greeted him simply as Yoda.

Resigned to the fact that he was finally losing his mind, Anbira tried at first to ignore the 'spirit', hoping it would go away. Yoda, it seemed, had infinite patience, reminding him that "Over nine hundred years old, I am. Wait for you a little longer, I can." He warned Anbira of approaching predators, told him his story, and the story of the Jedi. Anbira told the little ghost that he was a soldier of the Empire, tasked to hunt down traitors to the galaxy like the Jedi. Yoda asked him "Believe us to be the enemy, do you?" It was a question Anbira had no real answer for, and the beginning of questioning his entire purpose.

One by one, other Jedi spirits revealed themselves to him. Anbira saw Qui Gon Jinn, Obi Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Luke Skywalker, Shaak Ti, and a host of others. Through ten years of isolation, they imparted on him their communal story, the story of the Jedi, and told him that the reason he could see them was that he too had the gift they shared. That gift, they said, carried with it responsibility, and Anbira must become a steward of his affinity in the force. To that end, he began to train under their ethereal guidance.

During Anbira's training, he came to realize the Empire, as an institution, had twisted the galaxy to evil. Palpatine instigated the Clone Wars by playing both sides, so his final victory would be certain, at the cost of billions of lives and the destruction of the Jedi Order. He looked at his own actions with deep regret, finally turning away from any desire of reconciliation with the Empire. Instead, he took the mantle that other Jedi had taken before their deaths - he led the native Felucian guerrillas against the Imperial garrison. His attacks were fast, ingenious, and instantly faded into the wilderness seemingly minutes after striking. Stormtroopers began to talk about a wild-haired man in armor, fighting alongside the Felucians.

During his intifada against his Imperial masters, Anbira finally began pursuing the task of constructing a lightsaber. With very few parts at his disposal, it took a year's worth of pilfering raided Imperial supply caches to find the raw materials necessary to construct a very brutalist, rudimentary weapon. The only thing he lacked was a crystal, which the Felucians gave to him. The crystal, they said, came from the blade of their last Jedi defender, killed the same week that Anbira had his life spared.

With a saber of his own, Anbira continued to push the Empire, threatening the garrison itself to the boundaries of its walls. In a night attack, Anbira helped the Felucians breach the garrison perimeter, crushing the base defense before dawn. The Imperials were spared, stripped of their weapons and machines of war, and marched into the wilderness, while Anbira commandeered a shuttlecraft. He sensed that this long chapter of his life was concluding, and the Force was guiding him elsewhere. He left Felucia, not sure what would be found.

Shortly thereafter, he met other Jedi on Bespin, helping to underpin an underground community of Jedi working in secrecy. Their time in sanctuary was short-lived, however, and the Inquisitorate struck Bespin in a brutal raid to capture the Jedi. Fleeing at the last moment, Anbira was harried from system to system, nearly dying in a frantic escape from an Imperial pursuit. He eluded them at last, jumping to hyperspace to coordinates he seemingly put into the navicomputer at random. In reality, Yoda guided him in his moment of need, ensuring that he would arrive safely within the Wheel.

His time aboard the Wheel has been short, but not lacking in action. He's worked alongside Tionne Thanewulf to recover a holocron, honed his lightsaber arts with Abarai Loki, and discussed metaphysics with Rev Solomon. Not used to being in the company of living peers, Anbira is doing his best to ensure that he lives up to the obligations and responsibilities that are his as a Jedi Knight.

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Charley has been around SW-Fans since nearly the beginning, joining up in April 1999 when the community was under Jawafortress. He started RPing shortly thereafter, and has kept up with the joneses more or less (when he can remember to post). He's happily married, living in rural Alabama with a nerd wife, a respectable arsenal, and a penchant for classical French cooking styles, local produce, American microbrews, and the ability to bugger it all and just make a curry instead.