Twi'lek traditions run deep in the top 5 clans. So much so that when the head of one clan dies, the remaining heads of clan must take exile in the sun-baked bright lands where the vicious lyleks roam. In practice leaders find cunning ways in order to avoid this. I am one of those leaders.
My name is Bril. It means Wind.
My clan is the Tarkona clan. Which stands for stormy weather...some say im a windstorm myself making my own way along be it, hacking, fiddling with electronics or rigging something to perform...above specifications.
Music has always been interesting to me and in order to avoid exile...i've joined a band to go on tour. I'd rather not be away from tech and data...sun baked bright lands are going to be nasty on the skin of this Twi'lek who doesn't traditionally get out much.

Safety - I wish to not be in exile where I will most likely die a painful death
Curiosity - I want to see how everything works, always fascinated by technical advances. This can become a nuisance / complication as i am likely to first admire a new piece of technology and then will wish to immediately take it apart...even if i can't put it back together again...i'll want to modify it before putting it together again anyways.
Honor - As I can not really have a say in my own family's duty i feel a deep seeded need to correct others if they aren't being dutiful to being honorable. Maybe its a way to find another way to bring honor to the Tarkona clan.

Betrayal - I am the betrayer to my clan for not following traditional clan formalities.
(rank of 25)
There is a deep seeded obligation to my clan and I do feel guilt for not following through, and bringing much dishonor to my people....not only that but abandoning my sister seems to weigh on me a lot...she was pretty innocent and im not sure how she will handle being the new head.
Other relatives are most likely out for me....wishing to restore honor.

Male Twi'lek
6'1"
green skin
blue eyes
head tales worn in front on top of chest
goggles on head