Was born on Lasan to a single mother never knowing my father. I lived with my mother until the age of 3, until she passed. I never knew how my mother died but what I can remember is meeting a man who said he was my father. That man I will never forget, but it wasnt for his kindness. He is engraved into my mind because he sold me off to some hutts that thought they were big time. There I worked building and helping transport cargo real back breaking work for any other person but not me i'm a Lasat as strong as people come. This work helped me build up my strength slowly plotting my escape until one day some wannabe assassin came and tried to take my master out. I couldnt have that after all he was on my list, he was my kill. I managed to kill him and this is how I got my start in bounty hunting see my master thought he had some real money to be made from me, so he geared me up and sent me on my way expecting me to pay him half of what I earn. After meeting a few imperial contacts making friends sort of speak the ones that wont get you in trouble as long as you do their dirty work. I had to do a couple jobs for them get some cash for bait, but it was nice working alongside a force like that organized, deadly. Hell I even got a droid out of it, lucky find it was a IG model I named Razz. Perfect for the work I do. Finally time came to return and pay my master a visit after all I owed him some credits. after crossing my old master off my list and freeing those I lived and worked with there was one person left my father. Chasing any lead I find it always just leads me to a dead end just more of his former men pleading he was a good man and sent me away for good reason. They said he was trying to hide me from the empire's inquisitors. Funny now that the empire fattens my pockets with just a pull of a trigger. None the less he remains on my list, he is bound to show up somewhere I leave to many of his old friends laying along the road I walk.

After doing some jobs for the imperials working as a killer, treated as a slave he learned a few things. One his new found strength before he was built like a bull with little to no thoughts going through his head but now he has begun to learn and master a new magic ability. Working for the isb wasnt as bad as he took it as the prizes were worth the means and treatment.

I have a fear of betrayal and this is also what drives me to do the work I do.

I need to see the empire succeed maybe with me working with them I can find my father to get my revenge and find out why I was sold as a slave.
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Grey with black hair and purple stripes around my body
6ft 8in
really ugly
26 yrs old
1 EYE