He and his family worked for the empire, he never wanted to leave Sullust, but with the empire being...well...the way it is, he got commandeered into being a fuel pilot. Turns out, he's damn good at it, even for a Sullustan. So good that every time his contract is about to expire, the Empire shoehorns him into another term, sometimes with a slight bonus, sometimes not. He doesn't hate the Empire, but he does resent them a bit for how they treat both him and other non-humans.

Kutz works for the empire for two reasons. The first, because credits are hard to come by, and the Empire, for all it's faults, *does* pay...usually. The second, because he believes wholeheartedly that if he ever left, the Empire would kill his entire Warren-clan. He dreams of a day where he can move them outside of the Empire's iron grip, but until then, he continues to work, occasionally sending money homeward.

Contracted - 10
Kutz works for the empire, often under duress.

Family - 5
At the end of the day, all Kutz wants to do is keep his family safe. The empire has threatened them before, and he's sure that if he ever disappears, they'll do it again.

Kutz is a pale-gray skinned Sullustan. He is very thin and short, but what little weight he carries is packed with the muscle of someone who spends his days buried in a ship's underbelly. He weighs a mere 41kg and stands barely over 1.4 meters. His black empire-issued jumpsuit is often covered with oil and paint smears. He wears a pair of truly massive goggles on top of his leathery flight cap. He carries a backpack with a long-range commlink and a utility belt covered in multitools.