While many of his friends and loved ones trained to become assassins, a natural fit for shapeshifters like the Clawdites, Nax felt a different calling, that of a systems administrator. It was a relatively peaceful time, before the Clone War that would divide the galaxy. Nevertheless, Nax's quiet life would come crashing down around him with the brutal murder of his fiancee.

It had been a long day of meetings, but the trip to Coruscant was proving to be worthwhile. With this contract, Nax would be able to afford to give his love the wedding she deserved. Waiting for her at the bar after work, he then witnessed his beloved cut down by a random act of violence, perpetrated by an officer of the Republic. Completely unprovoked, using one of their accursed laser swords, the villain severed her arm and whisked her off into the street. Nax tried to fight through the crowd, but it was too late. By the time he ran outside he could only stand there, dumbfounded, staring at her dead... MURDERED body lying in the street.

It was at that moment that Nax swore vengeance on the Galactic Republic. Over the years, the names and insignia might change, but Nax never lost sight of his enemies. Now calling themselves the Galactic Empire, they were no less evil and no less foolhardy. As rumors circulated about the destruction of an Imperial Superweapon at the hands of the Rebel Alliance, Nax finally felt it was time. He took one long look at a picture of his beloved Zam before lighting it ablaze, grabbing his bag, and walking off into the night.

Revenge

Intelligence 10

A clawdite in his 40's.