Background
Born and raised on Corellia, and spent the first 18 years of my life as a hunter and trapper of large beasts in the Corellia system, taught by my father and grandfather. But when the Empire formed I signed up to travel the galaxy and make decent money as a scout - that was around 15 BBY.
After a few years - 9 BBY - I was transferred to the Sniper Division of the 33rd Reconnaissance Unit By this point I was thoroughly taken in by the Empire's ideology.
Motivation
Obligations
Betrayal - Four years ago (around 0 ABY), my closest friend in the 33rd Recon Unit deserted the Empire and joined the Rebel Alliance, taking a number of military secrets with him. What hurts more is the way he left me personally - we had been friends for 25 years - since we were kids we'd done everything together, we signed up the Imperial Military together when we were 20 years old. But he left in the night without a word after almost 20 years in the military together. It hurts, and I can't forgive him.
Description
Age: 39
Species: Human
Height: 5'10"
Hair: Brown, going grey
Eyes: Grey
Athletic Build, greying beard
Missing left arm