A long time ago, Ormick was the drummer in a jizz band. It was a good gig, with decent pay and great benefits.

Unfortunately, jizz band venues tend to get messy sometimes, and less than savoury types often frequent them. When feisty musicians entertain their audience with a song about how the local gang lord's daughter is a whore while said gangster's lieutenant is listening, it's a good idea to vacate the premises.

Vacating the premises, in Ormick's case, meant joining the Army of the Republic to fight against the Mandalorian threat as a soldier. He made his way through the war unscathed, rising to the rank of Sergeant. Satisfied with the service he'd given his nation, he retreated to peaceful Dantooine to become a farmer.

He was lucky enough that both himself and his farmland were largely spared from Malak's bombardment, but he has kept resentment towards the Jedi Order for bringing trouble to the peaceful, remote locale that is his home.

Justice.

Ormick likes to think of himself as a brave vigilante, making sure his idea of law and decency is upheld across all areas of the galaxy he frequents. Troublemakers and trespassers have no place in this world.

Morality - Justice / Cruelty : 48

Ormick is a firm believer in the idea that transgressions deserve adequate punishment. Problems may arise on what precisely constitutes "adequate punishment".

Recorded low : 35
Recorded high : 52
End morality : 48

Rugged man dressed in simple clothing that stands in stark contrast to the intricate geometrical patterns formed by the tattoos lining his lower face and neck in accordance with Mirialan customs.