Background
This Lasat is born of many different and broken backgrounds. Due to the massacre of Lasan, one might assume they would all be dead or in hiding. Tyr'Fen and his family survived, due to living off-world for many decades, naming themselves as traders and seekers of their own fortune. The other broken half of Tyr's background would be his ties to the Mandalorians, his father having been a clanless mandalorian. Due to his ancestry as a Lasat, none but the one who fathered him into the Ways accepted him, despite his devotion. His father sadly died in the Siege of Mandalore, fighting against Darth Maul and the Shadow Collective, shot down in his fighter. Tyr keeps his father's shattered helmet as a momento.
Past his general backstory, he also became a medic in the garrison of Corellia. He tended to the general wear and tear of the soldiers, helping to keep the alive in the heat of battles. Sadly, despite his noble purpose in life, he still faced constant bigotry in the face of the Empire, as a member of a nearly extinct species, as well as the mystery of his father's life calling him. He saved up enough money, buying himself a ticket to Mandalore for a little adventure...
Motivation
Wanderlust - Seeks to discover his past and father's past in some grand adventure, what a hopeful fool.
Noble - Wishes to help as many people as he can, but is also known for being a bit of a hot-head and not afraid to stick up to what he considers "brainless idiots."
Duties
Description
Standing a little over two meters tall, Tyr'Fen is quite beastly looking, as Lasat often are. He is fairly muscular as well, despite being quite the book nerd, even more so than the average Lasat. He credits it to healthy eating, but as it turns out he takes personal defense classes, out of fear of being killed due to his species...
His eyes are a deep green, flashing often with a joy for life. His fur is a soft purple, with even deeper and darker purple stripes. For the most part he is considered attractive, at least by his own species.
The clothing he adorns is usually of very simple make, a tight fitting body sleeve, with a leather jacket and pair of military pants. He looks very oddly.... human, which can be attributed to him growing up among humans more so than his own species.