Colonel Lonestar, or "Colonel Tex" as he insists everyone from the lowest recruit on up call him, is a veteran of many campaigns. Approaching his twelfth decade, he has served in nearly every conflict in the last hundred years, including the Clone Wars. He has remained active longer than many of his juniors, including General Dodonna and Admiral Tallon. He credits his long, active life to "healthy living, a pure heart, a sneaky mind and a dirty sense of humor".
He joined the Army of the Republic as an Infantryman after failing out of the Academy for low academic marks, and has never looked back. He has served in nearly every capacity in the military. He is proudest, and has the fondest memories of serving as the range master at the Academy at Ralltir for many years, which has given him some of his most loved stories about his "superiors" and a slight personality problem when he feels they are wrong, especially those who learned from him ("General Madine, with all due respect, I remember when you didn't even know which end of a blaster to point at the enemy and had trouble wiping your nose! Sir."). He joined the Alliance about two years before the Battle of Yavin, after serving as a tactical and security advisor to several Corporate and planetary forces, after being force to retire by the New Order. One of his first field missions after convincing the medics that he wasn't a doddering old fool was General Dodonna's defection. (It has been said that Dodonna asked if it was possible to turn the shuttle around so they could leave the Imperials Col. Tex.)
Colonel Tex is of middle height, with steel grey hair and flinty eyes, set in skin that looks like it was stolen from an old pair of gloves. He is rarely seen without his tooled, Bantha hide gun belt and boots worn over well-worn steelcloth fatigues, and carries (or wears, when he is outside) a wide brimmed hat formed of felted Cracian thumper fur. His personality is that of a friendly uncle that you never met, but you know instinctively that he will stand by you in thickest storm. That is, until you cross him. Then he becomes as a wrathful, angry deity from mythology, complete with the unseen (but you know they're there) lighting bolts and thunder clouds. He has a hearty laugh, a big booming voice, and always has an embarrassing story about some famous military legend.
Even though he was forced out of the Academy, he has remained a student of everything. Technological theory, language, space geography, tactics and the physical sciences are all things he takes a deep, personal interest, but his favorite area of study is military history (as he is fond of saying, "Hell, boy, I was there!"). He has also studied the more hands-on fields. He is an expert marksman, a skilled combat engineer and a more- than-competent pilot and driver.
His current assignemnt is as the Commanding Officer of Pegasus Base. His posting there is a rather mysterious one, as his skills could be better used in a more active area. There is a rumor that his orders come directly from the Council, at the requests of various generals and admirals, whom he has embarrassed by telling stories about their days with him as one of their instructors ("Jan Dodonna sent you? Did he ever tell you about the time he and his buddy Tallon poured pink dye into the instructor's laundry at the Academy? No! Have a seat....").