Human Trooper (for the clone army):
Name: Commander Hunt
Age: 25
Appearance: tall and well built, short strait black hair
Backstory: I was once a clone, put to serve, made to fight....I never quite found out what life was like until I was chosen. I was only sixteen at the time when I was put in the 3rd Legion. My friends, my life, everything I knew and loved faded that day. That second I stepped onto the ship the cannons started to shoot. I don't know wether it was luck or coincidence but i fell...that fall saved my life. As I fell time started to slow, it was so fast I didn't have time to think until know. Then when i hit the water the Command centre exploded into a black ash and the inferno started. I tried my hardest to survive. Grabbed onto everything I could....I thought about life"will i live" "will i die?". I saw a single man take us all on. He had a Light Saber. None of us at the time knew how to approach one... I was certain my friends would die. His face was black covered in a smiling mask....That mask gave me the extra push to live....I climbed building to building with my blaster strapped to my back...then i lost my grip. The next thing I know I'm on a beach with my knife and blaster..I then swore vengence for him and eventually got to another Clone Army bunker...so my conquest begun
Rank: Commander of the first legion
