CT-3276 "Rod"'s page

Force Sensitivity: You can make Use the Force checks, and Use the Force is considered a class skill for you. In addition, whenever you gain a talent, you have the option of selecting a Force Talent instead.
Force Training: You add to your Force Power Suite a number of Force Powers equal to 1 + your Wisdom modifier.
Weapon Proficiency (Lightsabers, Pistols, Rifles, Simple)
Armor Proficiency (Light, Medium)

Guardian Spirit: You have a guardian spirit watching over you. When you use the Search your Feelings application of the Use the Force skill, you can instead choose to consult your guardian spirit. When you do so, you learn more than just if the results of your actions will be favourable or unfavourable; you also learn the nature of any immediate consequences, including potential encounters, and whether or not certain actions will bring you closer to achieving your destiny. Additionally, you gain one bonus Force Point each day (6 hour rest). This bonus Force Point can only be used to improve a Force power or activate a Force technique or a Force secret. This bonus point is lost at the start of the next day.
Deflect

Endurance: +6
Initiative: +7
Life Sciences: +7
Perception: +7
Treat Injury: +7
Use the Force: +8
Persuasion +8

2250 starting credits
Commando Special Rifle (1250cr + 250cr license fee)
Stun Baton w/ bayonet ring (15cr + 15cr)
Medpac × 2 (200cr)
Power Pack × 2 (50cr)
Energy Cell (10cr)
Comlink, short range (25cr)
Liquid Cable Dispenser w/ small grappling hook (10cr)
Mesh Tape (5cr)
Concealed Holster (50cr)
Tool Kit (250cr)
70 credits, somewhere

Medpac x 3
Power Pack
Damaged Stormtrooper Armor
1200 credits
Frag Grenade

Basic, Mando'a, Ithorese

Like every other clone, Rod wears the face of Jango Fett, only weathered from age. His hair has gone from black to salt-and-pepper gray and face is creased by the wrinkles of middle age. Rod keeps his hair as short and neat as he did when he was in the army but does not shave as often as he used to, leaving him with a small amount of stubble. Above his eyes, Rod has a pair of Jaig Eyes tattooed in blue ink.

At 27, CT-3276 is among the oldest clones still alive. Born just in time to be combat-ready for the Battle of Geonosis, 3276 fought in the Clone wars from start to finish. Because of his strictness, inflexibility and insistence on discipline, his fellow soldiers would often ask "Who shoved a rod up his exhaust chute?" and the name stuck.
Rod spent the war in the 326th legion as a standard infantryman and largely, his career was equally standard. His records at this time held no great commendations but no complaints either. He had a job and he did it, honestly and always by-the-book. What did earn Rod a measure of respect was his seniority, especially considering where he was assigned.

The clones had their own name for the 326th legion. "The Grinder". Whether by coincidence or incompetence from high command, the 326th was almost constantly placed in the thickest, harshest, most brutal, grinding conflicts of the war. Every clone dreaded the possibility of an assignment to the 326th. Despite having one of the highest casualty rates of any combat unit in the war, the morale of those actually in the 326th was extraordinarily high. A quality that most attribute to the 326th's Jedi general.

Amongst the Jedi, Master Vala Feir was both well liked for her genial disposition and well respected for her mastery of the Force. The old Twi'lek woman spent little time in the Jedi temple even before the war, preferring to travel and do good in a personal capacity. She even turned down an appointment to the Jedi council, not wanting to lose sight of the "little people" and unwilling to commit to spending so much time cooped up in the Jedi temple.

Master Feir excelled in her role as Jedi general of the 326th legion, managing to pull a number of victories out of the meat grinders that the 326th too often found themselves in. While her skills in both combat and tactics were impressive, the real key to her success was her kinship with the clones under her command. She personally inspected the troops, quartered with them instead of in officer's quarters, led battles from the front and kept an open ear to her troopers' concerns. She never treated any of her clones as anything less than an equal and in doing so, she inspired them to live up to her example. The 326th's admiration for Master Vala Feir could not be understated. While every clone was prepared to lay down his life, those under Vala were almost eager to do so.

In the waning days of the war, the 326th legion were stationed on Felucia, up to their necks in muck, droids and jungle diseases. When Order 66 came down, Rod and Master Feir were alone, miles behind enemy lines in the aftermath of a raid gone very wrong. Rod drew his blaster on Vala but hesitated to pull the trigger. Vala simply watched him, not even igniting her lightsaber. Vala had been a friend, comrade and hero to all of the 326th since the war began. She had even personally saved Rod's life on several occasions, at great risk to herself. For the first time in his life, Rod questioned a direct order. Briefly. With trembling hands and a heavy heart, Rod did what he had to do.

Vala did not resist as Rod gunned her down. She closed her eyes, dropped her lightsaber and said:

"Shoot me if you must, friend. It won't kill me."

With Vala dead, Rod returned to his brothers with her corpse on his back, miraculously managing to entirely avoid myriad droid patrols and outposts. He delivered his report and the body to his superiors: Vala was dead, he was not. What he did not mention was that he had gunned down an unarmed, unresisting Vala. Also didn't mention the voices at the edge of hearing he had begun to hear, who had guided his miraculous return from deep in droid territory. As far as anyone knew, Rod had beaten a Jedi in one-on-one combat and returned unharmed through miles of enemy territory.

In recognition of his apparent bravery and service, Rod received the new Imperial Medal of Valor, was paraded around as a hero and given a prestigious training position on Kamino. Rod found there was little he could teach, however. While experienced, he had no special training or skills to draw on and no aptitude for teaching. His time as a training officer ended within two years and Rod went into retirement.

Ithor, a planet of perfect, untouched forests and jungles. The Ithorians hold their planet's environment so sacred that they live not on the surface, but in massive floating cities and it is forbidden to set foot on the surface unless one chooses to remain there permanently. To Rod, a quiet retirement from the galaxy on a beautiful world like Ithor sounded perfect. The next group of Ithorian mystics and religious leaders traveling to their sacred Mother Jungle were surprised to have a human in their midst.

Rod spent the proceeding years living as a hermit just outside of a tiny enclave of Ithorian mystics. In the peace and solitude of the pristine Ithorian wilderness, Rod began to hear. He heard the voices of the jungle around him, just as he had on Felucia, he realized. Unsure of what to make of this, he went to the Ithorians for advice. They were surprised to learn that he could hear the voice of Mother Jungle like they did (if only barely). They offered Rod an opportunity: to learn their ways, how to truly listen to the jungle. Rod agreed.

The Ithorians taught Rod their philosophy and, perhaps more importantly, how to open his mind to the Force, to see its currents, to hear the voices of all the life that the Force connected to. And he heard one voice he was unprepared to hear. Jedi Master Vala Feir. Even after all the time that had past, Rod had never made peace with what he did. He fell to his knees, begging for forgiveness, pleading that if there was anything he could to make things right, he'd do it. And as a matter of fact, there was something he could do.

The Ithorian Law of Life states that for every life taken, two must take its place. As Rod had taken a Jedi from the galaxy, he now owed the galaxy two. So when Vala offered Rod the chance to train as a Jedi so that when he was ready, he could return to the larger galaxy and do what she no longer could, he accepted. If he could live the life he stole from Vala, then that would be half of his debt paid.

And so his training began. Where the Ithorians had taught Rod to feel the Force, Vala taught Rod how to control it. She taught him the Jedi code and Jedi philosophy and history. But there was one thing she couldn't teach him on Ithor: how to build and use a lightsaber. For that, he would have to return from his self-imposed exile.

The next time a ship came to drop off Ithorians to live on Ithor, Rod broke his promise to the Ithorians to never leave the surface by sneaking aboard the ship as it returned to the floating cities above the planet. There he took some time to gear up and book passage to Felucia with a plucky smuggling crew using what was left of his old army pension. The trip went uneventfully and once on Felucia, Rod used the Force and his connection to Vala to find the site of her death and retrieve her lost lightsaber. After a quick paying of respects at the Clone war memorial, Rod returned to the smugglers to get off world. Unfortunately, the smugglers were caught with contraband by a random Imperial inspection on their way out and Rod was lumped in with them and arrested.