I grew up on a fringe planet, a small colony of farmers on a grassy, windswept world. When I was 16, the empire took control of the area, setting up a base and abducting youth: myself included. I don't have a lot of memory of the experiments, but I do remember a lot of pain. The empire removed my left eye and replaced it with that of a Chiss. I gained the legendary nightvision of the race, but endured excruciating pain in the process.

While recovering from the experiment, I was awoken at night suddenly. An Empire scientist stood in the doorway. She had a matronly look, and I do remember she had always been kind to me; as kind as possible anyway. The woman carried clothing in her hand. She quickly started unplugging me from the machinery.

"Hurry", she said, "we have to get you out of here. Put these on."

She thrust the clothes into my hands. On top was a black leather eyepatch.

"I've arranged for passage aboard a smuggler's ship in the starport, which happens to be where we are now. This facility is housed inside a warehouse here, once outside, it's a straight shot to the ship. What you do from there is up to you, but I've done the best I can."

"Why?" I ask, quickly putting the clothes on. "Why are you doing this for me?"

"Because", she replied, keeping watch from the doorway. "Because you remind me of my son. I did nothing then, when the Empire came to my world. I won't do nothing again."

We raced out of the room together. It wasn't long before the alarms were ringing. Finally, we arrived at a dead end with a ventilation shaft. The woman raised a hand to a device on her arm.

"Go through this shaft, don't take a turn. It'll drop you outside. Once you hit the ground, run as fast as you can. it's a straight 100 metres to the ship docking area. When I press this button, count do 100, and pray to god you're far enough away form this building before you get to 100. Go!"

I joined the smugglers and began to take on work, specializing in night jobs, and not letting anyone know about my secret. The Empire's research was lost in the explosion, as was the life of my savior. I vowed to take revenge on the Empire however I could, and have been establishing enough of a name and reputation for myself as to become valuable to them.

Cause/Revenge

"I seek revenge on the Empire for what they did to me, desiring to cause chaos where possible and do anything to help bring them down completely."

Dutybound

"Deep hatred for the Empire and a desire to be instrumental in it's undoing."

31 year old Human male, medium length brown hair slicked back and a slender but athletic build, with a strong upper body. blue right eye, left eye concealed by leather eye-patch, with small scar going straight up and down from the eye-patch. Permanent 5 O'clock shadow. Charming smile, always smiling and always cracking a joke. Ren never stops talking and will chat your ear off if given the chance.