You may call me Rix’larril’an. Not my real name, of course; but reasonably appropriate to blunt or ensnare the questions of the Imperial bureaucracy. Members of the Chiss Expansionary Defense Force are stripped of their family ties to emphasize the role of the CEDF in representing and protecting ALL Chiss, but no Chiss will go without a name. The family I was born to encouraged my enrollment with the Defense Force, as I have a tendency to ignore the finer points of Chiss hierarchical relationships and solve disagreements with violence. I refuse to be coy about this; lies may suit the diplomats but no true Chiss should have to serve a double-life at the dinner table. It is perhaps ironic then, that the Defense Force chose me as a suitable candidate to be trained in Espionage, Counter-intelligence, and Assassination.
Well, maybe not that last one.
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