Cos Zor was born and survived as a son of the forgotten noble house from the capital planet of the Empire - Coruscant. His family was so hated, that its name and their house were erupted in one hour - quickly and clearly. No data, no memory, no friends.
Cos Zor is very lucky - his family's money were forgotten or something else was happened. So, in this way, Cos Zor is living better than he could live without his family's credits.
Cos is a charismatic, a wit man, who believes, that Empire is a desease, and Rebellion must destroy it.
His not-human views are not the most popular between the nobles. So, sometimes, he is coming to the lower parts of the big cities to find the people who are solidary with his point of view.
He is helping Rebellion to fight, using his talents, to support this honorable guerrilla power - whether politically, financially or socially. Taking as much Imperial credits as he can, grinding his teeth, clanched his fists till turned pale, but smiling in the face of the Empire, he is buying their products at discounted prices, selling his products at inflated prices, destabilizing and ruining their economical system.
In this way, he believes, he can, at least, destabilize this Great Disease with no people losses and no sins behind.
He wants to know, where his money would be used better. So, he is running with the Rebellion forces, conducting reconnaissance or simply managing their financial part of a job.
His very early past was covered up by the armies of the Hutt crime syndicate bosses and falleens' slave squads. He received his business in the hard way, he was killing, without any regret or a second thought. So he knows, how to shoot you, to make you get out of his little street empire.
But now, he is "a chairman" of the labor union, and his duty - to be polite and to do his job not with a weapon, but with a word. So, he knows where he can make the best deal.

Belief - Species Rights, Cause - Galactic Peace, Faith - The Rebellion, Connections - The Empire, Conflict - Professional.

Political Support (Duty 10)
-10 Duty for +2500 gp

A tall (~6' 1"), but averagely looking male. A simple outfit, always kind (even if he wants to kill you), charismatic, healthy, with the beautiful skin texture and an imposing manly voice.