Anton Venasi comes from Corellia, although at a young age he knew it was too industrial for him. He sought the good life of high society, and worked towards it.

At the party for recent graduates of his medical school, he was approached by a gorgeous woman named Marissa who spent the next hour flattering him, twisting his head around, while also refilling his drink. By the end of the evening, without really understanding how or why, Anton was one of seven new Doctors in that room who signed up to the Imperial military.

A couple years later Anton actually ran across her again. Turns out she was Imperial Intelligence, her real name was Anastasia, and she had been seconded to the recruiting office to use her wiles to get the best to serve.

Flash forward 20 years. Anton and Anastasia are married, and have two children. With his wife's connections and skills, the Venasi are on the way to becoming movers and shakers in high society when it all comes crashing down. Their eldest son, Mantel, found something he shouldn't have while slicing into a server on the holo-net.

Now, due to a deal he struck, Anton is out in the borderworlds, acting as a freelance doctor. He is also watching out for specific people, and has been told to hold himself ready to heal whoever he is told to. As long as he does so, his family is left alone.

Freedom, get back to his family by paying off the favor he has to Black Sun.

Favor to Black Sun (5pt). Due to his son's idiotic decision to slice into a news broadcast to slander the New Republic, Anton struck a deal with Black Sun to get his family off of Coruscant and to Corellia under assumed identities. In return, Anton was sent to Oogway and given a codeword. Anyone who presented that codeword was to be healed, no questions asked and no expense spared.

Human in his early 40s, salt and pepper brown hair. Always stays clean shaven, and meticulously grooms his hair. This changes his face greatly from how he wore it back in the Empire, with the beard and mustache.

Tends to wear comfortable clothing, although he does iron his shirt and pants every morning, if you go by the obvious perfect crease lines on them.