Stolen by Kaminoan from clone prototyping facility. As such does not age rapidly. Was trained more along the line of medicine and intellect than the weapon proficiency route of standard clones. Grew up isolated. Been on his own for awhile now. Taking random medical jobs near the front lines or mercenary gigs. House was raided as an older teen, family was killed, believes republic at least kaminoans on the republic’s orders to be behind it.

Hell bent on destroying the republic that ordered the mass enslavement of his kind and the death of his “father,” the kaminoan who raised him. He works for money now to one day get the resources needed to strike.

Dungy darkened arc trooper armor. While in perfect working ability the armor’s appearance has been altered to look more personal. Scratchy, dark grey and black with flecks of red. Also wears a long dark red poncho to cover the places insignias used to be on his armor. The sleeker pieces of the armor have been swapped out with more blocky rudimentary looking versions to draw away from the clone manufacturing influence.