Cangeson Wolfsbane

Biographical Information
Full Name:	Cangeson Wolfsbane
Homeworld:	Kamino / Corellia
Born:	Year -35
Died:
Physical Description
Race:	Mon Calamari (formerly Human Clone)
Gender:	Male
Height:	1.83m
Colouring:	Brown
Hair Colour:	N/A
Eye Colour:	Brown
Trade Federation Service
Status:	Active
Ministry:	Interior
Department:	Operations - Analla's Angels Culture - Ledger and Library teams
Position:	Flight Sergeant - Pilot
Part-Time:	Chief Archivist - Library Reporter - Federation Ledger
Prior Service:

Cangeson Wolfsbane, an engineer by trade, from Corellia. Cangeson’s name carried little weight in the galaxy at large, but among veterans and the crews he’d saved, he was remembered as the man who could keep a ship flying when all hope was lost. To his family, he was a man who had seen enough war for a lifetime, and chose instead to build a future among the stars.

Early Life

​MI-4073 was bred on Kamino like millions of his brothers, a soldier in the making for the Grand Army of the Republic. While most clones excelled in standard infantry roles, 4073’s aptitude tests showed a unique fusion of lightning-fast reflexes and an unusual affinity for complex systems. Kaminoan overseers assigned him to a specialized mobile-ordnance program, training him as a Heavy BARC Trooper. This role required the technical skill to maintain high-performance speeders and the physical strength to operate heavy, vehicle-mounted rotary cannons. Among his batchmates, he earned the nickname “Wolfsbane” for his quiet ferocity when pressed, and for his knack of dismantling enemy droids with ruthless precision—both with a heavy blaster and a hydro-spanner..

The Clone Wars

When the war came, MI-4073 shipped out as a Heavy Recon Specialist. He wasn't just a pilot; he was a mobile fire-support hub. He kept his own BARC speeder running far past its factory specs, often "overclocking" the engines to reach reconnaissance points ahead of the main force. His tools were as important as his rotary cannon, and in time, commanders came to rely on him for solutions no standard manual could cover, particularly when it came to sabotaging enemy armor.

Personal Log: Every brother’s blaster jams eventually. Out here, the BARC bike is screaming; I’ve pushed the turbines past the safety limits again, but in this mud, speed is the only thing keeping the heavy cannon from sinking us. Most brothers see a speeder as a ride and a blaster as a tool. To me, they’re parts of a single machine. If I don't listen to the hum of the engine, I don't hear the breakdown coming. I fight so my brothers don’t have to fight alone, keeping the gears turning so the Wolfsbane can keep hunting.

Campaigns

Geonosis

His first campaign saw him blazing across the red dunes as part of a high-speed flanking element. Wolfsbane used his BARC speeder to bypass the main droid lines, deploying heavy demolition charges against Separatist spider droids. It was here he first learned that a well-placed wrench was as deadly as a blaster bolt, once disabling an AAT by jamming a discarded tool into its turret ring to lock its rotation.

Umbara

​In the shadow-choked jungles, Wolfsbane’s BARC bike was his lifeline. He operated as a mobile fire-support hub, weaving through the bioluminescent fog to bring heavy suppression fire to squads pinned down by Umbaran tech. His technical skill saved dozens of brothers when he figured out how to "hot-wire" captured Umbaran power cells to recharge the clones' failing equipment under poison-choked skies.

Ryloth

On Ryloth, Wolfsbane worked closely with Twi’lek freedom fighters, leading hit-and-run BARC patrols to sabotage droid supply convoys. He became a master of "scavenger engineering," turning scrap speeder parts into armored transports. For the first time, he saw the Republic not just as soldiers, but as liberators. Yet he also saw how fragile those promises were—villages freed one day, bombed the next.

Coruscant

During the assault on the Republic’s capital, Wolfsbane was in the undercity, using the verticality of his BARC speeder to hunt down droid demolition teams in narrow maintenance tunnels. He spent the battle rerouting failing power grids and intercepting boarding craft before they could reach civilian shelters. It was brutal, thankless work, but it saved thousands.

After the War

​When the Republic fell and the Galactic Empire was born, clones like MI-4073 were “retired.” Specialized units like the Heavy BARC troopers were among the first to be phased out as the Empire moved toward the mass-produced uniformity of the Stormtrooper Corps. Specialist engineers were quietly pushed out, their service ended with little more than a credit chit and an order to leave. Many brothers lost their way, but 4073 refused to let himself vanish.

​Taking the name Cangeson Wolfsbane—Cangeson as a chosen identity, Wolfsbane as the only family name he’d ever truly owned—he built a new life. He didn't leave Kamino empty-handed; he carried with him a battered set of custom-modded tools and a deep-seated intuition for repulsorlift engines that only a veteran pilot could possess.

​On Corellia, Wolfsbane thrived among the shipyards, smugglers, and freighter crews. His background as a Heavy Recon specialist made him a legend in the underground racing and transport circles; he knew exactly how to reinforce a hull for heavy ordnance or "overclock" a freighter's engines without blowing the sublight manifold. His clone training and wartime ingenuity made him invaluable as a freelance engineer and pilot. He could coax life out of ships others would scrap, and he never asked too many questions about the cargo he carried.

​It was on one such job, while repairing a heavily modified freighter's stabilizer, that he met Marr’ae, a sharp and ambitious Zabrak trader. At first, theirs was a pragmatic partnership—she found the work, he kept the engines screaming—but their bond deepened with time. For a man bred for war and high-speed pursuit, she offered something entirely new: a steady course, companionship, and a future that wasn’t written in someone else’s orders.

Personal Log: Year -17: That’s when Marr’ae came into my orbit. Zabrak, sharp as vibrosteel, didn’t waste words. She hired me to keep her transport flying; I thought it’d be another short contract. But run after run, system after system, I realized she wasn’t just moving cargo, she was building something bigger. And me? I was following, same as I had my whole life. Except this time, no commander shouted orders. Just her voice, steady, certain. She gave me something the Kaminoans never did: choice.

Together, they settled, and when their daughter, Siou, was born, Cangeson finally felt the purpose he’d sought since Kamino. For the first time in his life, he wasn’t a designation, a tool, or a soldier — he was a father.

Personal Log: Year -15: Today I held my daughter for the first time. Siou. Fragile, loud, alive in ways clones like me were never meant to be. I looked into her eyes and saw no orders, no war, no designation. Just possibility. For years, I told myself my purpose was in keeping ships alive, in staying useful, in refusing to fade away like the rest of my brothers. But when her hand wrapped around my finger, I knew this was the mission I’d been waiting for. Not survival. Not service. Legacy.

Metamorphosis Plague

In the Year 26: Marr'ae passed away having contracted a blood infection. Marr'ae's final request of Cangeson was to "find our daughter; live your life!" So, he did! He took his freighter, and plotted a course to Austan, to where he'd last heard his daughter was living and working with Ternion Corps. Along the way, he started helping various people out. Delivering freight here, moving ships there, all along the route he was travelling. For the first time in a long time, Cangeson felt free.

Passing through Derra, Cangeson contracted the phenomenon known as the Metamorphosis Plague and over a period of time find his physiology changing, he was no longer human, but Mon Calamari! This was going to take some adjusting to, but it almost felt right. A new body, whilst embarking on a (sort of) new life.

Personal Log: Year 26, Day 168: I’ve seen my share of fevers in the field. Kaminoan inoculations failing in the swamps of Felucia, brothers coughing blood in trenches while medics tried to patch the holes. But this… this isn’t any fever I’ve ever known.

The shakes started two nights ago. By morning, my skin had darkened in patches, rough to the touch like stone dragged across coral. My lungs burn, but not like they’re failing, more like they’re… changing. Breathing feels different, deeper, pulling air in a way I can’t quite place. I catch myself holding my breath longer than any human should, as if my body’s testing its own limits.

They call it the Metamorphosis Plague. Most spacers curse it, pray they don’t catch it, fear what it makes them. But when I look in the mirror and see this face I barely recognize staring back, I don’t feel fear. I feel… release. For the first time since Kamino, no one owns this body. Not the Kaminoans, not the Republic, not the Empire. This is mine.

Marr’ae told me to live. Maybe this is what she meant; to shed the skin of a soldier, of a widower, of a clone, and walk forward as something new. My name is Wolfsbane. My daughter is out there. And whatever I’m becoming, I’ll find her. I’ll make sure she knows her father still fights. Not for orders, not for credits, but for her.

My new Mon Calamari hands are different—wider, more dexterous in some ways, clumsier in others. But when I pick up my old BARC-tuning wrench, the muscle memory is still there. The skin changes, but the engineer remains.”

A Man Alone

It turned out, the information Cangeson had about his daughter was outdated, by nearly a year. She had moved on from Ternion and Austan, and headed north to Leafar, to work with the Jungle Oracle to free Ithor from the shackles of commercialism! However, by the time he arrived, Siou had fallen to the Lost Soul Syndrome. The Jungle Oracle, and those who knew Siou passed on their well wishes to Cangeson, remarking how she was a staunch defender of those who were unable to defend themselves! "How very Siou!" he had responded.

His wife dead and his daughter non-responsive, Cangeson remained around Leafar, getting to know Siou's friends, continuing to help out with projects Siou had had a hand in - a way for him to reconnect with his daughter.

Personal Log: Year 26, day 242: They call it Lost Soul Syndrome. Such a tidy phrase for something so cruel. She still breathes. Still exists. But my daughter, who carried the spirit of her mother and the stubbornness of her father, is somewhere I can’t follow. When the Oracle and her companions spoke of her courage, her devotion to those who couldn’t fight for themselves, I heard Marr’ae’s voice echo in theirs.

The Trade Federation and Career Therein

In the waning days of year 26, Cangeson took on a contract with The Trade Federation's Minister of the Interior, Dred Oodoov, privately. It transpired that the minister had worked with Cagneson's daughter shortly after she first set out into the galaxy, and as a way to honour their relationship, the minister offered him a permanent position.

Personal Log: Year 26, day 297: Funny, isn’t it? Sixty years ago, if you’d told me I’d be under the flag of the Trade Federation , I’d have laughed you out of the mess hall. Back then, they were the enemy. Droids by the millions, marching under their banners, tearing apart Republic worlds. And me? Clone MI-4073, bred and trained on Kamino to stop them at any cost.

But the galaxy doesn’t sit still. Wars end, governments rise and fall, names get scrubbed from the records. The Trade Federation I bled against isn’t the same one I work with now. The old viceroys are gone, their fleets stripped down, their battle droids turned into scrap. What’s left is business — cargo, routes, neutral space where the Empire doesn’t pry too much and the Rebels don’t come knocking.

I won’t lie, the first time I signed a contract with them, my gut twisted. All those years in the mud and the steel, fighting against what they once stood for… it felt like betrayal. But look around now. The Grand Army was disbanded, the brothers scattered, the Empire never wanted us except as disposable tools. Out here, with the Federation, I’m not a number in a line of armor. I’m an engineer, a freelancer, a man with a name.

Maybe that’s the lesson time teaches you — enemies change, but survival stays the same.

Ministry of the Interior

Cadet

The Academy

Upon arriving at the Trade Federation Academy, on Taanab, Cangeson was greeted by Admissions Director, Samantha Dordoli. Shown to a console, Cangeson was instructed to review all lessons, to study and review, and at the end of the week, he should notify the director as soon as he was ready to take the Basic Training Standard Exam. No stranger to basic training, Cangeson made his way through the training, diligently taking notes, and referring back to them as necessary during the period.

At the end of the week, the exam was set, and passed as expected. Standing with his peers, who had succeeded in passing the exam themselves, the cohort pledged their oath to the Trade Federation, and fell out of the academy as Cadet First Class!

Cadet First Class

Cangeson, in uniform, after graduating to Cadet First Class

Allana's Angels

Once out of the Academy, Cangeson was contacted by FLO of the Analla's Angels, Angavel Adram Accsia, explaining that he had been assigned to the the flight, which would stand to become his family for the duration that he remains with the flight - they would, typically, lodge together, work together, relax together. Alongside this came instructions to leave Taanab and make way to Dalcretti, where Cangeson was to rendezvous with his assigned craft, the TFL Analla's Angel #07; meet his crew and troops, and set course for Mantesa, where the work would begin!

Over the course of the rest of the year 26, and into year 27, Cangeson took on many logistic-jobs, ferrying craft from A to B, giving him ample opportunity to complete his day job, as well as working on his side projects.

Flight Sergeant

In recognition of his work within the Ministry of the Interior, Cangeson was promoted to Flight Sergeant in Y27 D15.

When the MoI and MoD joined forces on the Dalcretti VI FI project, Cangeson was the first on the scene, and broke ground inaugurating the project. Over the course of the project, Cangeson worked tirelessly to help bring the project to fruition quickly and efficiently. One standard month later, all land on Dalcretti VI had been cleared of bandits and hostile creatures, and the foundations for the cities had been laid. Cangeson then took the time to try his hand at assisting the Directorate of Industry with building the cities that that would go on to provide income to the Trade Federation.

Ministry of State

The Library

During his flight to Dalcreti, his craft intercepted a communication from one Gav Lucky, from within the Trade Federation's Ministry of State asking for volunteer archivalists to assist in keeping the Library updated as necessary. Given the amount of downtime likely to be experienced in hyper, Cangeson saw the value in lending his aid to the project, as a way of learning more about his new home.

Following the link, the face of a Chiss male appeared in a holorecording. From his studies, Cangeson knew this to be the recently-appointed Minister of State, Minwolf Kandar. The minister introduced himself, the project, and then the current Head Archivalist, Gav Lucky. Upon the name being stated the screen flickered, and rendered the image of a stout Ugnaught, who, again, introduced himself, and talked through the premise of the project.

The Trade Federation Library exists to preserve, codify, and disseminate the institutional memory, legal doctrine, operational knowledge, and cultural identity of the Trade Federation. It serves as the definitive source of truth for all who seek to understand the Federation’s past, navigate its present, and shape its future. Through disciplined curation and archival integrity, the Library empowers clarity in governance, continuity in command, and excellence in execution across all levels of the Federation.

This was followed by a brief list of ongoing initiatives, introduction to other volunteers currently assisting the project, and Cangeson's credentials to log on to the library's databanks to start his work.

Following his work on the Library, Cangeson was promoted to Chief Archivist in Year 26, Day 358.

In Year 27 Day 15, alongside former Chief Archivist Gav Lucky, Cangeson was awarded the Distinguished Service Medal [DSM-L1].

In an interview with the Ledger, Cangeson was asked to provide final thoughts on his time as Chief Archivist. He had this to say:

I did not begin my life within the Trade Federation.

I began as property of the Grand Army of the Republic. A clone trooper. Bred for obedience. Trained for war. I fought battle droids manufactured under Federation contracts. I stood on worlds scarred by blockades and supply denials. My understanding of the Federation was simple: "Enemy."

War has a way of compressing complexity into targets and objectives. You do not question balance sheets when artillery is falling.

The archive has forced me to confront something uncomfortable. Institutions are not singular creatures. They are coalitions of interests, factions, internal disputes, evolving strategies. In the ledgers, I have seen hesitation where I once assumed cruelty. Economic calculations where I assumed malice. And, yes, decisions that confirm the worst of what we believed on the battlefield. Both can be true.

Serving here has not rewritten my past. I remember comrades who did not survive engagements tied, directly or indirectly, to Federation ambition. That memory remains intact. But the library has broadened my perspective. I now see that during the Clone Wars, there were Federation officials arguing against escalation. Quartermasters planning humanitarian contingencies.

History rarely aligns cleanly with the clarity soldiers are given.

What I would add, then, is this: proximity to records dissolves absolutes.

I once saw the Federation as a monolith to be defeated. I now see it as an evolving entity capable of error, ambition, restraint, and adaptation. That does not absolve it. But it contextualises it.

If a former clone trooper can sit at the helm of its archive and read its history without bitterness blinding him, then perhaps there is value in looking twice at any institution we think we fully understand.

War gave me purpose. The archive has given me perspective. Both have shaped who I am.

The Federation Ledger

As part of his term volunteering with the Library project in the Department of Culture, Cangeson was also asked to participate in the Federation's "Culture Renaissance" with the recently resurrected "Federation Ledger." Cangeson's role was to act as the everyman-on-the-street to ensure articles read well, and flowed.

During his time reviewing articles, Cangeson had an idea for his own series of articles, entitled Keeping it Running - a series of articles discussing care and maintenance of all manner of items; from vehicles to weapons, and ships. It was submitted to the Editor in Chief, Thion Roseland and Minister of State, Minwolf Kandar for review and acceptance.

Winter Hunt Year 27

Cangeson, in heavy battle armour, scouting the plains of Neimoidia for prey

As part of the Department of Culture's annual celebrations, for the period between Year 27 Day 6 and Day 30. Descending upon Neimoidia, Cangeson partnered with Caelo Ignis. Between the two, they scored over 1100 points, placing them 4th and 6th on the leaderboard.

Trade Federation Service Record

Dates	Rank	Directorate / Department	Assignment	Work Experience
Y27 D15 - Present			Analla's Angels Flight Sergeant	Couriered 4x Kaloths from Ktil to Dalcretti II Constructed 3x Ryll mines on Korda I, and Korda IV Couriered 600 A Wings from Ktil to Marjune Moved 4x Mammoths into Dalcretti VI's orbit Moved 24x A Wings from Ktil to Ktil II Assisted in the Dalcretti VI FI Project: Laid first slab; Cleared and slabbed rows 18, 19, and assisted clearing and slabbing rows 2, 3, 4, 14, 15, 17; Built facilities on row 6
Y26 D358 - Present	Chief Archivist		Maintenance of the Federation Library	Updated ministry pages and all associated departments to be more uniformed with each other. Updated Trade Federation News Network and Culture pages.
Y26 D316 - Present	Volunteer		Ledger Admin	Started proof reading early stories for Volume 8, issue 2. Created central repository for collation of stories. Submitted "Keeping it Running with Cangeson Wolfsbane" article series for the Ledger. Uploaded Volume 8, Issue 2 to Library
Y26 D316 - Y26 D358	Volunteer		Library Assistant Archivist	Started assisting with the updating of the Trade Federation Library Collated Most Famous Trade Federation Members Added Leadership update tables for NATs to library pages Consolidated Culture and Arts pages Updated Leadership update tables for all three ministries, and Viceroy/Duceroy/Regent Reorganised Federation Ledger Library page Updated Commendations page in line with main holosite Created workflow tracking system for Library Initiatives Updated Evocati leadership updates Updated Federation Charter page Reviewed and updated all Federation Laws pages Reviewed and updated history pages Reviewed and updated Leadership, Ministry and Ranks pages
Y26 D316 - Y27 D14			Analla's Angels Cadet First Class	Couriered Kaloths from Ktil to Marjune Couriered A-Wings from Ktil to Tanaab Couriered Y-8s from Tirahn to Dalcretti Couriered Kaloths from Ktil to Taum Reese Couriered Kaloths from Korev to Relatta I Couriered Kaloths from Korev to Berchest
Y26 D316			Basic Training Cadet	Joined the Trade Federation Passed the Basic Training Standard Exam Took the Trade Federation Oath

Awards and Commendations

Award Image	Award Name	Given By	Date Received	Comments
	Distinguished Service Medal	Minister Minwolf Kandar	Year 27 Day 15	The new Chief Archivist of the Library, Cangeson Wolfsbane has truly hit the ground running. He has set up new methods and workflows to direct the improvements to the library. The Archives are in good hands, and I truly look forward to seeing what they will look like in another month, or six. He has also taken on a role in the Ledger Team. Many of Cangeson's contributions to the Ledger will not be seen until the next issue is released. For these reasons, I present to you the First Level of the Distinguished Service Award. ~Minister Kandar