Abra Kabara grew up on Tholoth with his totally not evil ex empire father and his mother whose family was in the Jedi order. His childhood was fairly normal but fairly short. He didn’t have to grow up fast in the average way, he literally aged quickly from being half Chiss. He appeared to be 20 when he was only 15. With the rise of the new empire his father fell back into his bad habits and his mother knew it. His mother took him into a ship and left. Too bad taking your family ship doesn’t go unnoticed and his father got them shot down. They landed deep in the dune sea. Abra tried to help his mother out of the wreck but she was stuck in the ship. With the last of her strength she slid a bracelet off her wrist with a sparkling orange crystal and took Abra’s hand. She told him to never give it away and never let anyone see it before passing. Abra wandered the dune sea looking for anyone or anything. He didn’t realize he had passed out until he woke up surrounded by Tusken Raiders. Being 15 the Raiders considered him an adult and he was put to work. He managed to fit in very well and adapted to their customs until they considered him a Tusken Raider. He was given the name Kkr’kkr’rtht and lived in his tribe for 5 years before a very strange Zabrak showed up around the tribe. Kkr’kkr’rtht has never seen a Zabrak before so he went to check it and him out. He found a whole fucking idiot who ended up talking at him until he started grabbing random scraps and returning to build a bike. He explained every step and Kkr’kkr’rtht just listened. Once the Zabrak finally finished the bike he introduced himself before looking around, shrugging and just leaving the bike. Kkr’kkr’rtht looked between his tribe and the bike wondering what else lies beyond the dune sea. Could he explore the universe or finally return home. He mounted that bike and sped off across the sea wondering what other creatures and places hide in the darkness of space. He ate shit a few times before finally making it to a town. He wasn’t too welcomed in his current gear but managed to get a job until he built himself up to be a solo gun trader with enough money for a ship. He basically dishonored his whole tribe but he had a different life before his mother died. A ship big enough to take that speeder bike with him. He explored every crevice of every world he visited. It was a long shot but maybe that Zabrak would be there. He found more sustainable work with a collector named Che Dac and his dreams came true when a familiar Zabrak was drooling over one of the ships on display. Kkr’kkr’rtht was too nervous to speak but the Zabrak did all the talking for him. He took one look at the bike Kkr’kkr’rtht had with him and something clicked in that idiots head. He slapped a weird disk into Kkr’kkr’rtht’s hand and started looking over the bike and complimenting its condition. One thing led to another and Kkr’kkr’rtht was helping this Zabrak trick his employer by telling him if he joins the bounty hunters he might be able to get it. That somehow worked and the Zabrak left by kissing Kkr’kkr’rtht’s hand. They continued to talk over that strange disk he was given when he could get it to work. Dating long distance when one of you is ex-anti technology and the other can’t read is very difficult.

Dad shot down his ship, killed his mother and stranded him on Tatooine