Moko spent her childhood on the backwater moon of Yasooska, colloquially called SooSoo. With nothing much to do but raise mooncows and hunt, she was bored out of her mind. As soon as she could hitch a ride off-planet, she did, finding herself stranded, penniless, and alone on a strange new world. Starving, she set off to hunt for supper one night; bog lizards were fast and not much meat, but she was desparate.

Rook Kagak saw her hunting and admired her skill. He agreed to set her up with what she would need to begin her life offworld, but she would owe him. Since that day, he's become somewhat of a benefactor, offering her jobs: some pay, and some to pay him back. She's come to notice he works for someone else. She's not sure who, and given the bruises he sometimes shows up with, she's not sure she wants to know.

Young and inexperienced, right now all Moko wants is a little adventure. SooSoo was boring, and this galaxy is big. There's so much to see, so much to do, and so many things to hunt.

Debt 12 - Family 10

Debt (6): Moko owes a debt to Rook Kagak for setting her up when she left home. Maintaining equipment and keeping arrows in her quivver is not easy. Without these things, she has no hope of employment. She's never quite been able to pay him back. Whenever it seems like she's worked that last job to finally pay him off, there's another broken axel or busted subpipe. Rook demands... services as payment, often at the most inopportune times. Moko can reduce this Obligation by performing services for Rook, but at the GM's discretion can also increase this Obligation for money (never more than once per session, and for a few hundred credits per point of obligation increase).

Family (10): Moko could never handle the tranquility of life on her homeworld. When refugees started showing up during the trade wars, she considered it a welcome relief. At the first opportunity, she jumped planet. Despite her yearning for adventure, Moko loves her homeworld and the family she left behind. Everyone she knows still lives there, raising night cattle and brewing moonshine. This love could easily be used against Moko, and fear of this is a constant worry.

Moko is a 22-year-old Rodian female. She's 5'4", pretty tall for a Rodian female. She wears the garb of her homeworld: soft, loose cotton garments underneath animal hides with cloth covering her face and head. She carries a compound Correlian bow as big as she is that she traded a refugee for.