I am on the fringes of the Bomu tribe. I was a hired gun for most of my life, but got exiled after a mercenary mission gone bad involving several Hutt crime lords. This resulted in me incurring severe cuts and burns on my face, and being exiled from my clan since I was the wrongfully accused scapegoat for why the mission broke bad.

This resorted to me leaning on my own skill and morphed into an assassin and generally asking too many questions.

I am reclusive and generally straight to the point on most things. I am resourceful and creative in getting the job done and doing what I do best...survive.

I am motivated by money and security. Not much else is going to motivate me to anything I don't want to do.