Toorniep was raised on Toydaria where his family, House Stroganov, were shrewd merchants quickly climbing the social ladder. As the family ingratiated itself more and more with the Royal Toydarian Court, Toorniep grew to be more and more of an inconvenient embarrassment as he spent his days drinking, gambling, and chasing loose women through the capital. To help his family's social climb, Toorniep was paid a large sum of credits to leave Toydaria forever under the guise of 'striking out to forge a lucrative family enterprise'. After nearly a decade of wild livin' after the collapse of the Empire, his special knack for acquiring and dissipating vast sums of credits overnight have now landed him a steady gig in the New Republic's Asset Procurement & Contract Management department.

Toorniep's driving motivation is to prove his family wrong in their shameful mistreatment of him. That's not saying that he's going to work hard to turn his life around, but rather that he desires to prove to everyone back home that living fast and loose across the galaxy is superior to the servile nature of Toydarian court politics.

Resource Acquisition: The single project that keeps Toorniep from dissipating all his personal wealth (and goodwill with New Republic authorities) is his duty to beg, barter, and acquire by other means the necessary material goods to sustain and advance the progress of representative governance.

Duty Level: 10

Standing straight, Toorniep is roughly 123 centimeters tall, though he usually hovers and slouches. His skin is a dreary, leathery green with mottled spots of grey here and there. He sports an impressive cavalryman's mustache below his wrinkled trunk-snout, and is often found in otherwise-fashionable clothes now splattered with the filth from last nights Pazaak game.