Jaga was born in a sandcrawler in the vast deserts of Tatooine. Like so very many Jawa before him, he was taught the trade and lifestyle that was typical of his kind. Scavenging any form of scrap, droids, weapons, or mechanical devices they could find out in the vast oceans of sand. They would also nab anything that wasn’t nailed down or left undefended by the locals.

He quickly found that he loved to work on anything he found out in the sands. Restoring them to working condition was his first priority, making them work “better” his second. No matter what kind of alterations he had made, even if successful, they always looked shoddy after he was done, an unfortunate side effect of his tinkering.

After spending years practicing his craft, he ended up selling some of his pieces to a Hutt in the area. The Hutt was interested in the little, quirky creature and the odd parts he made. He saw an opportunity and quickly took advantage of it. He offered Jaga the chance to travel to Nal Hutta, all travel expenses covered, and the promise of lucrative career opportunities.

While none of this was technically a lie, there was one small detail that the Hutt failed to mention. The trip was paid for, but far from free. After arriving, it was revealed that he was not only expected to return the payment for his travels, but he was put under contract to ensure he would do so, with interest of course. Unbeknownst to him, this would begin a process that Jaga would potentially never free himself from.

He then pulled his weight in the underworld part of Nal Hutta, doing odd jobs and fixing up whatever he could to pay off the debts he owed. Between overpaying, being underpaid, and getting caught up in certain luxuries, the Hutt he owed credits to would vary, sometimes as often as month to month. He would always pay his debt off, and became a semi-reliable talent for his employers.

That was until he got indebted to Hehe the Hutt and things took a drastic turn for the worse. His debts would never be completely erased. There was always a late fee here, increased interest there, and always at the most inconvenient of times. The credits he owed eventually reached a peak where he would no longer be trusted to roam alone. Hehe sent one of his personal modified medical droids to personally oversee the little Jawa.

The imposing J0-5H was tasked with making sure the small, smelly Jaga would not only collect the money he owed, but stayed alive long enough to do so, preferably as quickly as possible. If he failed to do so, things may turn quite ugly for the Jawa.

Greed - Jaga will accept most any opportunity he can reasonably accomplish, if it earns him some extra credits or scrap.

Debt - Jaga owed Hehe the Hutt a substantial amount of credits. A number which has had a hard time going down, thanks to the crooked Hutt’s methods.

+10 Obligation

Jaga stood just under a meter tall and wore the garb typical of his people, modified to better suit his lifestyle. He wore a very dark brown, hooded robe that masked his entire body except his hands. It was much bulkier than usual, not only because the wearer himself was thicker than average, but also because of the plates woven into the cloth.

The only thing to peer out from under the hood was a pair of green, gemstone-covered eyes, better suited to the environment he found himself in. He also always carried his trusty blaster pistol, tucked away close, just in case. He also had a smell to him, very similar to that of a wet, dirty rat. A smell which was only compounded by the fact that he lived in a very warm, muggy world.