Marok was born on Iridonia, to a proud, though not noble, family. Raised in the traditional Zabrak way, he was no stranger to a brawl. From a young age, Marok started to feel a power in him, an edge over his fellow combatants.

A strong willed, independant people, the Zabrak bound themselves to the resistance in the fight against the Empire. Marok eagerly jumped at the chance to prove his worth. Feeling a little put out by the fact that he is entering the fray against a crumbling enemy rather than one at it's peak, he strikes out with the brashness of youth, and a healthy dose of pride.

The force is with him, Marok can feel it. No, it is not to be studied and treated carefully. It is a tool of war, one which he can mold and form to his needs, a skill to be honed. He senses that he is just touching the surface in Iridonia. There is more, much more, in the stars. He will be great and powerful. He can feel it.

Signing on as a protector of someone powerful seemed to be the most logical way to increase his skill, so Marok became a bodyguard

Ambition - Power

Pride/Arrogance
Morality 50