I don't have much to say. I was raised in a small, yet powerful settlement in deep in the Mountains of Phatrong. Following along the Dra'ken Ravine was the home, Gokudō. We kept it simple, named after our clan. We were a prosperous clan, sought after from all around for our guaranteed results. We were trained to be skilled fighters from birth. Our weapons of choice were our Custom War Shield, which we wore as hat's great for defense yet better as weapons. Coordination and trigonometry came natural to us as the weapons we choose we could always find the right angle have them return to us. We also specialized in any melee weapon that could be thrown, if we can wield we can throw it.
It all changed with the Galactic Empire took over. Slowly they started enforce Imperial Law's and colvoc after colvoc, settlement after settlement, either conformed or were purged. It wasn't long before the found us, prior to them finding my colvoc. I was sent to find a rebel cell that would take us in and help us fight the Imperial War Machine. By the time I returned I was too late. They had purged everyone, women, young and old, even the children. I was the last of my clan, they will pay for everything they have done....

Cause: Overthrow the Empire - As I stood over the bodies of my wife Gresssk and my two little ones Fuegrek and Lystal, looking around at what was left of my village I swore my allegiance to the upcoming Rebellion to over throw those murderous bastards. I will stop at nothing till the Empire is obliterated from the galaxy....

10 : A Score to Settle - When it comes to the Imperial War Machine, its no holds bar. I get the job done at all cost. At the end of the day I am somebody's Villain and somebodies Hero.

Dark green skin, with red bar tattooed across my eyes
My gear Black and Red. My hat has the insignia of my clan.