Born in 50 BBY, Wardean Bitt was born destitute. His poor nature instilled into him a frugal nature and to use anything and everything untill it was beyond useless. Even a broken datapad can be a weapon in a pinch.

Wardean desired to join the True Mandolorians in his childhood and adolescense, having heard talk about how Jaster Mereel sought to turn the Mandalorians into honourable warriors. He read the stories of old, when he could get his hands on the books- and the luck to be taught to read. He listened to orators tell stories of Mandalore the First, of Mandalore the Conquerer, and of every Mandalore that had sufficient deeds to be remembered.

He trained his body and his mind until he was ready to enlist with the True Mandalorians, looking up their conviction to be honorable and just, to become more than bandits, pirates, and brigands. Tradgedy struck; just before he was to enlist, the True Mandalorians were wiped out by Death Watch. His hopes thouroughly dashed, his training and knowledge put to waste, he decided to ply his skills in another way; he became a small time mercenary.

His resourcefullness gained him small reputation, but his lackluster equipment lost him more than a few jobs. However, he eventually scraped together enough money to buy, and occasionally steal, the parts to a set of laminate armor. He's thourougly and meticulously designed it around traditional mandalorian armor, which helped in a myriad of ways.

The reputation of Mandalorians being formidable warriors helped to secure plenty of combat oriented conrtacts after that, while his above average height and taciturn responses led him to reinforce such presumptions. Granted, he had no intentions of proving such assumptions incorrect.

Years passed, and eventually he signed up with the Jeda Corperation a few years prior to the start of the Clone Wars, beginning his journey into becoming a mercenary of note.

Has no desire for love or marriage or children at the moment; there's a war, and life is short. That being said, surrounding himself with people he enjoys being around is good enough.

He fights because he enjoys it, and because he's a Mandalorian Warrior. He may not know his own ancestors, but he will do right by them so he can stand by their side after death.

Above average height for a human male, seeing him out of his armor is uncommon. Athletic tone, light skin, and short hair. Fair features, and a few thin scars from stab wounds and self inflicted surgery wounds.

Scars: A few small burn wounds from injuries during missions and live fire exercises during training. A single scar, the same diameter as a lightsaber, through his abdomen. Luckily, everything important was missed, and they didn't finish the job. No facial scars, and nothing debilitating.

Affinity;
Etirveti - 5
N0-B3 - 1
Hurda - 1
Qidaka - 3
Bunno - 2
Vilith - 4
Skywalker - 1
Hirs - 1