Homesteader/Hermit-

Having lived his whole life on his family's homestead out on Uvena 9, Aard has only heard tales of the greater galaxy. The occasional Holo bulletin on the Net will give him a fresh story when the beacon orbits this part of the system. Aard lives a mostly peaceful, but restless life on the claim.

Ambition - Become a Jedi

His prized possession is his Great Grandfather's Rubbing Stone. He's not sure if his Dad knows, but Aard can tell, that rock isn't from their world. He found his ancestor's old belongings in the attic a while back, and he knows his Great Grand-dad stayed on a world somewhere out there with Jedi. Real Jedi. His journals talk about helping communities and establishing colonies, and chance run-ins with important people his Grand-dad calls Jedi Knights, Protectors of the Galaxy, known and unknown. Aard's father wouldn't tolerate talk of the Jedi, but that hasn't stopped Aard form dreaming.

Compassion/Hatred-

Aard is a youthful, gullible creature. He feels and burns with his whole body, and often that leads him to the extremes of reactions; Things are terrible, or they're the best he's ever found. As Aard clumsily displays in many interactions, he really isn't from around here.

Aard is young, but capable. Either at or having just come of age to set out on his own in the galaxy. He left home with his Daddy's rifle, his jumper, and his Great Grand-dad's old keepsake, and hopes to find his calling out there.

Dark fur, yellow eyes. Normally just seen in a dusty, multi-species, utility blue jumper they've been recycling for years. He's bunched and wrapped parts of them against his limbs to help accommodate the odd 2 and 4-legged Shistavanen gait. He's brought with him his Daddy's old holster leathers, though currently all the pounches, the backpack, and side holsters are all empty. The only one occupied is the leather, quiver-looking holster on his back that seats the Model 57 Homesteader.