I was raised on Falleen as a part of house Wol, who controlled a minor city on the planet. I was trained in the art of leadership and debate, learning on how to convince others that my ideas were right and the best option for the public. I was a natural, gaining political power for my house until it controlled a major portion of the planet. The public loved me, my allies respected me, and I could convince my enemies to work with me for the good of all Falleen. The Republic started trade routes and contracts with us and we eventually became a part of the Republic, but we were self-sufficient in our own way. When the Republic became the Empire, they began to take interest in me and my family. They saw the influence I had and wanted me to begin pushing the planet to allow the Empire greater control. I had heard rumors of what was happening to other planets who had done the same and I knew from the beginning it was a bad idea. I rejected their plan, putting my people and our freedom first. Time passed and I thought they accepted my decision, but I was wrong. There was an assassination attempt, the Empire plotted with my political rivals with promises of power and domination. Everyone thought I was dead, and my house was forced to bow to the Empire along with all of Falleen. I was forced to flee, being branded as a rebel and a traitor to the Empire and my home world. Falleen is now blockaded by the Imperial Fleet, and only Nobility and Imperial officers are allowed in and out of the planet. I have heard rumors of the horrors that take place on planet, and I must find a way to stop them.