The son of a steady set of parents, hard times forced the family into hard labor, during which my mother was captured and sold into slavery. My father took up spice and OD'd, leaving only my grandfather in my life to teach me the way of being a man. By virtue of him being a hunter of marvelous and exotic beasts, my occupation in life was clear.

-"Familial Glory"--I seek to bring down a beast even greater than the nuuno my grandfather brought down. In addition, if I ever get back to Hoth, I want to see if I can find my grandfather's Model 38--if the rebel scum haven't already found it and taken it for their cause.
-"Revenge"--With my mother stolen from me, I carry deep disdain for any slavers and syndicates running these kinds of operations. I believe without proof she was stolen by the Black Sun Pirates.

-10 Total Obligation: I took on a mission from the Rebel Alliance to scout out a certain cave on Hoth and clear out the wampas inside of it. I successfully cleared out the cave system, but when I approached my Rebel Contact, he informed me that no such contract existed and I would not be paid. At the time of the encounter with him, I was in no position to offer resistance as I was outnumbered, so I left imbittered and pessimistic of the true intent of the Rebellion.

I am a green twi'lek of average height and weight. Slightly bigger hands than average. I have brown eyes, and an ugly scar on my right arm caused by my duel with a bluurg.