Litor was born broken. His fellow brothers felt the warmth of Li-Toran's volcanic earth and felt comfort and warmth. Litor only felt the cold. It was a matter of time until Litor would be exiled, a defective cog in the Hive's machine. Left to the fringes, Litor was a Ronin, left to die a cold death. But the path of survival is a harsh but rewarding one. Litor found purpose in his work and he felt warmth through his destruction. No matter what battle, no matter the enemy, Litor know he will find comfort in the heart of conflict.

Litor originally was a line cook for various restaurants around the Republic, trying to expose himself to heat as much as possible. But it didn't truly keep him warm, like a bandage over a bullet hole. But when a gas main exploded and left Litor flying through the restaurant, Litor found true joy in the blast, despite almost dying. He becoming more and more curious, building small firecrackers and eventually actual explosives. His skills needed a career befitting of him, so with some help of his more disreputable fellow cooks, he became a hired gun, willing to be a living weapon for anyone who has the creds.

Soon after, the Separatists rose and with that came opportunity for little Litor. He never understood much of the conflict or the politics, but he knew two things: the Republic never interfered with Li-Toran throughout their reign and the Separatists were cowards for hiding being their cold and unfeeling droids. He came into the Republic as a mercenary on retainer, doing whatever work the Republic needed of him. As long as it kept him warm, he didn't care.

Litor has dark green chitinous skin with various cilia burnt off from his first brush with an explosion. He considers the injury as a memento and a reminder of what drives him. His jacker and clothes are all extremely thick with various heat pads underneath them to keep him as warm as possible. He evens experiments with his own style of clothes as he tends to knit and make hats and sweaters as his hobby. He's also a big fan of percussive instruments as they remind him of his homeworld of Li-Toran.