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Name: Da Dom
Age: 32
Height: 193cm (6"4 )
Weight: 95kg
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Pure White
Race: Minmatar
Bloodline: Brutor
Ancestry: Tribal Traditionalists
Place of Birth: Minmatar Republic
Date of Birth: YC 84
Licensed: YC 114
Employment History: Republic University, Wii R
ChildhoodThe actual name of the planet Da Dom was born on is unknown to him, but he fondly remembers it as a lush, tropical paradise with plentiful game, pristine water and fresh air. He was an only child and grew up in one of many moderately sized settlements on the planet and began his martial training at the age of 4 to be a hunter / warrior for his tribe. His love for exploring the unknown wilderness coupled with a innate ability to sense danger saw him quickly rise in rank and by the age of 10 he was already an accomplished scout. During one of his scouting trips to his favorite hunting grounds near a majestic waterfall where he would often go camping, he stopped as a strange noise drew his attention to the sky above. Hundreds of asteroids had just crashed through the atmosphere an began flying off in all directions over the planet. At first he couldn't understand what these beautiful lights were, then terror filled him as remembered the old stories told by the tribal elders... These were Amarrian slavers.
Through the forest he ran, faster and faster as the fear for his loved ones fed a white hot rage that fueled a primordial battle lust within him. Several ships full of his brethren had already left the vicinity of his settlement by the time he got there, and the acrid stench of burning flesh from those who resisted coupled with the screams of the captured and the dying drove him absolutely berserk. Crashing through the trees into the clearing, he was unfazed by the heat of the fires that surrounded him and viciously cut down all obstacles that stood between him and his single minded thought. "Home" As he arrived at the inferno he used to live in, he saw the charred remains of his father and his fallen mother being bludgeoned in the head by her assailant who's arm she had just hacked off. One powerful stroke removed the head and a clean shoulder barge sent what was left of the man into the burning ruins of the old house. He stopped, and knelt down by his dying mother, carefully caressing what was left of her shattered skull while she spasmed and coughed up blood. He keened a most sorrowful howl of a sob for his lost parents before the strike on the back of his head took consciousness away from him too.
Amarrian SlaveIt was a healthy, yet emotionally broken 10 year old boy that was paraded in the slave markets with thousands of other captives. He had been told numerous times by the slavers that a strong, healthy young man like him would fetch a fine price and would most likely be sold to the mining camps. An image made even worse by the horror stories told to him by the other prisoners about the conditions and fate that awaits a person that goes to those camps.
Soon enough, a prospective buyer came to look over the slaves. He was a Tash Murkon holder and was looking for slaves to work on his various estates. After a lengthy discussion with the head slaver, several hundred Minmatar, including Da Dom, were fitted with electronic collars, bound and loaded aboard a waiting transport heading to Judra VIII. To the surprise of the slaves, the estates they were taken to were not mining camps, but a huge land holding with a massive mansion, the likes of which they never could've imagined. Most would work the fields, some would be house slaves, and in Da Dom's case, he was a personal gift for the holder's 9 year old son. They would all be educated and if they didn't cause any trouble, would not be injected with Vitoxin.
5 years of slavery passed slowly for Da Dom as the grief over losing his family slowly subsided, helped along by his rigorous martial arts training that he focused his mind on in his spare time. Playing friend to his younger master wasn't to difficult because the boy was always busy being taught by a Speaker of Truth that visited ever other day, so during that time Da Dom would help the other Minmatars with their work. A few times when Da Dom was training, the Speaker would occasionally come over to talk to him insisting that he had a very high potential for becoming a successful mystic, as well as discuss his Minmatar heritage, spiritual beliefs, social structure and so forth. One day he asked Da Dom if he would like to learn more about his people from a friend of his that knew more about the subject. He agreed and it was arranged that the Speakers would take custody of Da Dom, much to the dismay of the holder, and that he would begin a scholarship with Master Sunfang at the Royal Amarr Institute in Pasha.
For 15 years Da Dom devoted himself to the pursuit of knowledge. He learned all about New Eden's culture, it's people, it's technology and it's spirituality. With the help of his teacher, who was well versed in many ancient mystical traditions of New Eden, he also learned to reach altered states of consciousness in order to encounter and interact with the spirit world and channel those transcendental energies into this world, thus has become a competent Minmatar shaman. But there would always be more to learn and not enough time to learn it.
"I'll emancipate you then" said his teacher "so you can go though capsuleer training and spend all of eternity learning from the greatest teacher of them all...Life"
Capsuleer historyOccupations: Researcher, Industrialist, vigilante
DED Charges:
>Public nuisance
>Illegal hacking
>Information theft
>Disturbing the peace
>Caspuleer activism
>Terrorism (under investigation)
DED Threat Assessment: (Pending investigation)
Notes: Highly efficient killer when provoked. Known advocate of unified capsuleer empire.
Personality Assessment: Claims to inhabit multiple dimensions of reality. Sever psychological trauma as a child suggests extreme yet well controlled mental problems.
CAUTION: KNOWN BERSERKER!
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