My family was one of the few that had escaped enslavement by the Hutts and had made decent lives for ourselves on the Core Worlds. Being young and looking for some excitement and feeling the drive for battle that grips many young Nikto, I signed up to join the Imperial legions. Taking notice of my impressive intellect combined with natural Nikto strength and toughness, I was trained as a soldier and a medic. I had the job of medical support on the most dangerous of missions, ones where even the medic had to be every bit as capable and dangerous as anyone else.

On one such mission we were assigned a new CO, some high faluting general's son. Kid was arrogant and dumb as shit, but still on the fast because who his daddy was. Well the fool sent us on a suicide charge of the enemy encampment. We took it, but at heavy cost. I was the only one still on my feet and only two others still drew breath, the CO and some kid named Evans. I patched the Evans kid up and went to check on the CO. He was beat up but he'd live, fool was grinning ear to ear mumbling about the rewards he'd get for this shit show not even thinking about all the good men he'd let die. I lost it and told him I was going to give him something for the pain and I did. Loaded him up big time he felt good, he wasn't supposed to wake up.

The top medical brass back at tge base got him back up though, and knew what I had done. His dad was furious and wanted my head. Was up for court marshal and figured myself good as dead, not that I wouldn't of done it again the bastard deserved it. Well turns out that Evans kid had a important daddy too. Judge Evans presided over my case and took some leniency in my sentencing and just had me dishonorably discharged and banned from returning to any of the Core Worlds. I counted my blessings and jetted out here to the outer rim, setting up shop with a little clinic and hiring out as Gun and Doctor for hire.

Things still didn't turn out quite as good as they sound though. That general guy is still pissed and denied proper justice, he has turned to other means. I got a private bounty on my head and in no small amount. So now I have to duck bounty hunters and assassins at almost every turn. At least I an't say life is ever boring...

Money: Always plying my trades of both taking and saving lives where ever I can to afford luxury is to be had out here and keep me a step ahead of my pursuers.

Obligation: 20 Bounty on my Head, got Assassins and Bounty Hunters showing up left, right, and center. (Assumed base starting obligation was 10 and took and extra 10 for 2,500 credits)