<em><strong>Character Sheet:</strong></em><br/><strong>Player Name:</strong>Landshark<br/><strong>Character Name:</strong>Jamus Piett<br/><strong>Image:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1040.photobucket.com/albums/b408/CreativelyKate/Theo%20Blog/Movies/Divergent/Stills/NEWTheoJamesDIvergentStills01.jpg)</div></div>(Tobias Eaton, Face Claim)<br/><strong>Specialty:</strong>Lightning calculator. (Jamus can compute numbers almost as fast as a computer. He made his way up the ranks by calculating bombing runs in his head for maximum effect before ever stepping into a simulator or field run.)<br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Jamus is actually a very nice guy but he keeps it hidden due to all the trouble the name Piett gets him into. He assumes people wont like him because of his family history so he tends to be short and blunt with people until he has plenty of time to get to know them. Hard to anger but long of memory Jamus doesn’t fight he retaliates. Guarding his friends with a fierceness that is seldom seen from a “nobleman”.<br/><br/><strong>Brief history :</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Even after the fall for the Empire the Piett family was able to hold a position of privilege. Their many varied interest and wide spread finances kept the family from going under. Sure they lost almost all positions of power but the family survived. Still holding a minor title of nobility they were able to work what influence they had into a strong financial foothold and to this day are known as chief financiers of many small and up coming companies. <br/><br/>Jamus was born into the family at its new height. Not the military power it had once been but that didn’t seem to bother most of the core family. Many of the branches had changed their name as they found it too difficult to get by with the stigma left behind of their recent ancestor. Jamus is the great great grandson of Admiral Firmus Piett, commander of what was known as the Imperial Death Squadron and Captain of Lord Vaders Flag ship. Jamus was not allowed to forget his heritage as everyone was more than willing to remind him of it. Even though his family had been loyal republic citizens for over 50 years they were still hated and kept under suspicion by many.<br/><br/>Knowing he didn’t want to be just another desk jockey at Piett and Associates, he took his leap into the military. He knew it would be harder than anything he had ever done. Only some people knew the family name out in the world but in the academy most everyone would. They still taught the battle of Endor in strategic classes after all. Jamus discovered that the exile and ridicule actually drove him though. Surpassing most of his classmates he graduated second in his class and had his choice of deployments. He could have gone into exploration but with his name he doubted they would jump at the chance to have him be part of any kind of first contact. He could have been assigned to bridge command on a number of vessels but once again he doubted he would ever rise above lieutenant. Then at the bottom of the list was Special Operations. Jamus knew what his choice was. <br/><br/>Over the next year he learned to fly everything from planetary drop ships to boarding vessels including a wide array of fighter craft. What he excelled at though was the bomber. With his head for numbers and strategic overlay it was a perfect fit. The B-Wing had gone through a host of upgrades over the last few decades and Jamus knew that no one would hold his lineage against him as a fighter jock. This was where he needed to be if he ever wanted to make his own name. <br/><br/>Two years later Jamus found himself one of the most called up bomber pilots in the fleet. His name, though still not popular, was asked for by wing commanders on assignment and he was a flight chief in training. That’s when a pilot with no rank or identifying badges showed up and offered him a chance to be one of the best. What could Jamus say but yes. Twelve hours later he was being reassigned and shuttled away to get his shot at Rogue Squadron.</div></div>