Beginnings : The Outsider
Attitude Towards Force : An Ancient Religion
Reason for Adventure : Ancient Order
Born almost half a millennia ago I have always had an eternal struggle with the ways of my people. At early ages I would protect my friends and it would either taken as I did it to show off or that my friends were too weak. My own mother once beaten me for standing up for her when being pushed around by another alpha male. So at an early age I took off and left my home world of Dowut in seeking something different, I could feel a calling from deep inside my soul. It was pulling me. I found myself flying across the galaxy, doing all sorts of hard labor job’s to get me there. I could never call them home because it always ended in some sort of violence. Finally after a few centuries I found myself coming out of hyperspace following an old abandoned Space Buoy to a uncharted planet. It was a lush planet, full of life untouched by the civilized galaxy. There was a nice ebb and flow in the world. I landed in a remote ravine and followed my way into the ravine. There I found some sort of Ancient Temple. It was very simple and beautiful. Tapestries on the walls of creatures protecting others using their own bodies. There was a giant of what seemed to be a statue in the middle of the room that was in a meditated state holding a massive string of beads. It was calling me and when I finally decided to grab them I felt an instant connection. Not sure what they were made of but they were heavy, some sort of rock and not of this planet's origin. On them was in scripted the ways of their people, their teachings, their lifestyle and also their fighting style. I wore them as a necklace. Over the next two centuries I learned their ways and they became my people. It was not a species it was a coalition of people that would swear to an Oath to use their bodies to serve and protect those around them. A lot has happened since then. I meet my new found companion, *insert name*. He had crashed landed here on the Whistling Griffin and we used the parts of my ship to repair his. Since then we have been exploring the galaxy. . . .

Morality Light Side Force User 50 Strength : Bravery / Weakness : Arrogance
Being a Dowutin a lot comes with the territory. There is a lot of balance between what is Bravery and what is Arrogance. We are a prideful race and yet is our downfall, my downfall. I have taken an Oath to protect those who need my hands, to shield those who need my body, to rescue those who need saving and at the same time my internal battle is was it out of Bravery or Arrogance. . . .

Notoriety 10 - There is always two sides to a coin and being a Dowutin is no different. Seeing that we never stop growing and we only die of our own actions it’s hard for us to go unnoticed after a certain point. People want to hire us, enslave us, use us, abuse us and I go on and on. Measuring over 3.10 meters talk I definitely don’t go unnoticed. Which in most cases is unwanted attention. . .