Background
This Chiss had a long and eventful youth. He has no idea where he was born or who his parents are. His earliest memories are when he was worked for...minimal wage (read: slavery) in mines for his small and slim frame...but he was liked among the other workers because he had a nice way of saying things...he could get under anybody's skin.
Surprisingly, he got away from the mines with his face and teeth intact. This obviously doesn't mean that he was not punished, but not a lot of people have seen the marks of that.
At one point he got away from the mines and hopped on a ship as a stowaway. He ended up at the Wheel and started working as the right-hand Chiss at a gunsmith.
He is not a person to stay at one place for a long time. His time ended at the Wheel when somebody screwed him over at sabacc. That Sullustan paid for this mistake with his life. The Chiss took his life with an improvised explosive device so no one could connect the Sullustan's death to him. To add insult to lethal injury, the Chiss took the Sullustan's name and equipment. This is when he became Merwel Sol. Swiping the Sullustan's ship was a piece of cake, deciding to ditch hard work in a workshop for roaming in the known galaxy making living as it comes was not hard at all.
Buying a bounty hunting licence was just a piece of the puzzle. It of course didn't mean that he was very good at his job. That's why a handsome devil called Grakkus Talt is after Merwel's skin, and that's why he needs Kiinon's support to survive.
What the future holds? Who knows. Merwel certainly doesn't. And neither does he care.
Motivation
Merwel is interested in perfecting his gear. That's what makes him tick.
Obligations
Collateral Accountabiility (10) - Merwel is an upstart of a Bounty Hunter. He has the licence, he has the guns...and he has the enemies too. There IS a crimelord called Grakkus Talt, a handsome Devaronian, who lost a prized possession to Merwel - an old, but polished, restored clone trooper helmet worn by the clone who wanted to murder Grakkus almost twenty years ago. Merwel swiped the wrong crate during a raid and then got rid of it when he had to run.
Sponsorship (10) - He had to run and he got under the wings of a smaller time kingpin, similarly on the rise. Kiinon, the cruel but cunning criminal mastermind saw the opportunity in looking after Merwel...but of course he expects services in return.
Description
We are talking about a tall, always smiling Chiss with the red eyes and the flawless teeth...who doesn't mind seeing others being afraid of him. It's probably the blood-red eyes, those might do the trick.
He is not an elegantly dressed person. He always wears something comfortable and practical. When he's repairing his gear, when he's out at work. Not a lot of decorum, just something that can serve his goals. This means an overall, and probably a vest to protect his chest but leave his arms free for mobility.