Gheed was born on Christophsis, his parents had immigrated there from Rodia to work as engineers in the mines.
The barren crystalline lands were ill suited the young rodian who despite his parents best efforts spent more time exploring the wilderness and hunting the sparse wildlife.
"Study hard and work hard so that you can get a comfortable life here" was the usual line that they delivered once or twice a day.
For life on Christophsis was hard and if you didn't want to end up as an indentured worker drone in the mines or the noble houses, learning an expert tradecraft was obligatory.
But running into the wilderness always seemed more fun!
One day on an exceedingly long hike, Gheed came upon a camp, which in itself was rare, but strangely enough, when he thought about it was what he had set out to find two days ago.
Two days of hiking without realizing that he knew each step, each turn and his destination.
By the firepit was a human who looked mildly surprised but when Gheed told him about his hike, he bellowed out a hearty laugh.
"So you have sought me out, that my friend is exactly what a Seeker should do!"
Two days became two weeks as Gheed was taught the trade of a Seeker, to quiet his mind to hear the gentle nudges that had always been there as he had hunted and hiked.
Explaining that there was little more that he could teach him, his mentor left him with a holodisc and a simple word of wisdom, that with patience Gheed would find the way forward by himself.
Patience though had never been a strong suit so when he rushed home he did not sense the warnings in his mind and came upon his home as his parents were escorted out by the police.
The officer told him to mind his own business when he asked what was going on, and again his outrage outshouted his inner voices.
He asked again, firmer, angrily, and when the officer told him that they were taken into custody for sedition, he shot him.
Leveling his rifle at the other policemen he demanded the release his parents and had them cuff each other up inside their transport.
Quickly packing what they could they left the city within the hour and would later learn that they were now wanted fugitives.
His parents returned to Rodia where they would be able to hide from the charges but the killing of an officer would not be a charge that even the Rodians would overlook, and so Gheed left Rodia with a little help from some helpful smugglers and fake papers.
From lush jungles to desert dunes Gheed traveled the outer rim worlds as a hunter earning his keep selling trophies and catching the occasional bounty, as long as it seemed fair.
Then one day as he rummaged through his bags for his priced holodisc he felt a slight tingle in his arm, that directed him to a small pouch deep down in his backpack.
A small crystal, a souvenir his father had called it, when he gave it to him as a youngling coming back from a lengthy mining trip.
Now it was slowly pulsing with emerald fire and as he held it he felt a connection like he had never before, as he felt the compass that guided him, pulling him towards his goal.
He packed up his things and set out the same day, he knew his direction, though someone probably should have told him that it was on the other side of the galaxy...
Freedom - having seen firsthand how people can be taken from their lives without any way to challenge it he will not abide by those who wrongfully imprison people.
Male, 35 years