Spelg is a middlerimmer from a family of Force practitioners on Dorian. At eight, he was transferred off to the unanomalous, lightly forested inustrial world where he received most of his early training on expeditions either aimlessly out into the woods or prowling charted, preserved ruins.

Not abnormal for the circumstances of his upbringing they usually went the majority of the route by vehicle, where Phen became enchanted by what entails piloting small personal craft, such as speeders where complex components that intimidate him are facaded by elegant controls that are built to be mastered. Regardless of whether it was approved of, he spent a large portion of his time jumping between podracing teams.

Mercy/Obstinence

Although racing may be his passion, he continues to have obligations and the lingering thought that pursuing what he loves may not necessarily be the right thing.

Spelg is only anomalous in his anatomy he's uncharacteristically fit, picked up from training. Besides that he is soft spoken and polite, with his equipment conveying conflicting traits to it which serves him well to strongarm people, something he minds as little as the lives it saves.