When Lothos was 16, he left home on a one-man craft. He planned to only go to a new spaceport, but got drunk and passed out on the trip, causing him to hit the controls and be knocked off course. When he awoke he was out of "gas" but luckily quite close to an unknown planet, which he used the escape pod to get to. After a rough landing he found out there was no civilization in sight, so he turned to live off the land. This is where he learned how to work with animals and how to fight while mounted on a beast. After years of this, he finally found civilization, only for him to learn of the clone war which had started barely 6 months ago. He had never been fond of the republic and generally agreed with the qualms of the CIS, so he decided to join their cause. Much to his disappointment, he was only assigned to a PDF as the CIS made little use of sentient soldiers. Here he managed to rise through the ranks a bit and learn how to command others, though he never made much use of actual inspiration, opting for a more forceful approach. When the war ended, he managed to evade capture without having to leave the planet. Though he had by this point fully believed in the CIS cause and would never again be happy with republic rule, he saw that they had lost and fighting now would be suicide, so he hung up his lance and opted to become a rancher. When he heard of the remodeling of the republic into the empire he gave it no mind, as to him they were simply becoming honest. Years later, unbeknownst to him, some young rebels decided to hide away on his farm to evade empire capture. When the empire tracked them to his farm, he opposed the searching men as he knew of no such rebels, causing the imperial troopers to kill his cattle and knock him out. He awoke on the dirt in front of his now-burning house, the dead bodies of the young rebels in front of him. He did not blame the kids, as to him they were just scared teens, and it was just once again the republic, or now an empire, attacking people for not following unjust laws. He was able to salvage his lance from his burnt house and made his way to the nearest rebel recruiter he could find. He could no longer sit by, he should have joined long ago; the fighting had started once again and he had an old enemy to face.

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**DUTY: Placard Hunter**
```Lothos seeks out the most skilled and famous Imperials on the battlefield and takes them out head-on. He sees this as a duty he must fulfill and a way to test himself and seeks it out when he has the opportunity. ```
**MOTIVATION: Vengence**
```Lothos seeks the destruction of the empire for its very existence, it contradicts the core beliefs instilled in him years ago during the clone wars. Every dead stormtrooper is another notch on his lance. marking his endless need to make them all pay. Such a motivation can lead to dangerous, even suicidal actions, especially if the PC doesn't find other feelings with which to temper it.```

1.9m tall, crimson skin, 2 jet black horns, dark brown eyes, pointed ears, facial wrinkles and slight facial hair, padded clothes, and a horse for a mount.