Background
I was born on Mirial, growing up I wanted to be a pilot. The sky and space, they were my escape from the mines, even if I'd probably never make it out. That all changed when the Separatists broke off from the Republic. A chance to finally take a swing at the "greater good of the galaxy" was too good to pass up. They act like they were so morally superior and yet they still let us live as slaves because they needed the mines. I'll show them I'm more than that, even if I have to work with the Trade Federations droids to do it.
Wars over. Not much I know how to do other than fight, so thats what I'll do, anyone who can afford it, course I won't take any jobs that disagree with me...... too much, a mans gotta eat.
Motivation
Cause: Overthrow the Empire. The Empire somehow manages to be a step backwards even from the Republic, the oppression of the Outer Rim has only increased, it is my duty to resist these Slavers as I did the Republic.
Relationship: Mirial may be a cold & dry shithole, but it's my home. I fought to defend it from the Republic, who would make us Slaves in all but name, was holding out too, until the Empire showed up. Not much I can do to help out any more, but I'll do what I can.
Obligations
Duty Bound. The Outer Rim stands together, no one else is going to help us. So it's up to us to help each other. Any way I can help out the Rim, I'll do it.
Description
Male
32 (41BBY)
6 Foot Tall
Average Build
Green Skin
Black Hair
Purple Eyes
Geometric Tattoos over Face and Hands