Noah "Bayonet" Brisbane
Biographical information
  • Firrerre
  • 28 BBY
Physical description
  • Firrerreo
  • Male
  • 5'11
Hair color
  • Gray with silver streaks
Eye color
  • Blue-gray
Skin color
  • pale
  • Cybernetic left arm
  • Cardio-muscular package
Chronological and political information
  • Mandalorian
Known masters
  • Noah is not force sensitive


Born in 28 BBY, Noah "Bayonet" Brisbane was born to a middle class family of machinists in one of the smaller cities of the planet, and led a relatively dull life through his childhood and adolescent years. As he grew older, he learned the family trade of machine repair and metal working, and at the age of twenty, was running his fathers shop full time. During this period he led a normal life; being non force sensitive he was never recruited by any force using organizations, and with Firrerre being a warless world for some hundreds of years he was left alone by the planets military. Uninterested in galactic affairs, Noah continued this extraordinarily ordinary life till 4 BBY.

In 4 BBY, thousands of Firrerreo were abducted from their home of Firrerre by the traitorous Firrerreo Hethrir; adults of all backgrounds and occupations, all above the age of twenty-five, were taken from their homes, frozen within suspended animation, and incarcerated on massive sublight passenger freighters bound for colonization beyond the known galaxy. Powerless to resist, Noah was stunned within his home, and put in suspended animation aboard one such freighter the "Lusanka". And, within the blink of an eye, Noah found himself waking thirtyfour years later; the ship he was on had been had suffered a collision with a piece of space debris, puncturing the hull. Following emergency protocol, the ship had woken the passengers so that they might escape through the escape pods.

Hethrir of course had gone to lengths to deactivate the escape pods, and as air escaped the ship, suffocating the awakening Firrerreo, Noah himself stumbled blindly through the corridors looking for escape. Relief came in the form of a vac-suit, left behind by a careless engineer who had neglected to close an maintenance locker. Quickly putting the suit on, Noah tried in vain to find more suits for his suffocating kinsman; but it was no use. It started slowly, people started moving more sluggishly, groggily, but once it started it came faster still; one by one, Noah watched helplessly as four thousand Firrerreo suffocated to death before his eyes. And then it was over. All dead, Noah had moved about the ship, looking for a way to escape; escape proved far easier than imagined though. Upon collision, the ship had sent out a broadband distress call in imperial code; a code that garnered high scrutiny by the newly formed republic, who had only recently assumed power.

Within twelve hours, Noah was rescued from the ship, and was being updated to the galactic standard; he was amazed - satisfied as well - to learn that the empire had fallen, and that the traitor Hethrir had been disposed of. Though, he couldn't understand why information about his people and planet were being withheld. Eventually, Noah was told the truth; the hive virus had utterly destroyed his race, leaving the entire planet in quarantine indefinitely. Noah was among an incredible few; among only a dozen who had escaped the passenger ships, and among only a few thousand who had been off world at the time. For all intensive purposes, his race, his culture, and his way of life were extinct.

Military training

To be written

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