Background
Son of 2 Rodian criminals. They came on this journey to repay a debt to Dreshka the Hutt (not knowing my mother was pregnant), and Dreshka kept my older sister as collateral. When the ship crash-landed on this planet, there was a single-seat transport shuttle with hyperspace capability that my father took back for help. He never came back. My mother died when I was 10 of "Iddoojah" (a deadly illness on this unforgiving planet, 'illness' in Huttese) and I've been stuck here, just trying to survive. I got my skills by surviving on the planet's surface and tinkering/building with what was left over from the wreckage of the ship. I've set up numerous distress beacons, but escaping the interference of the atmosphere has proven difficult, and I haven't managed to lock on to anything specific enough to send a tight-beam transmission. I have engineered an escape pod to likely escape the atmosphere, but it doesn't have enough power to fly anywhere afterward and so I would just be drifting in space.
I learned most of my common speech/mannerisms from holovids that some of the passengers on the ship had... basically outer-rim westerns.
I have survived mostly by raising nuna as livestock, which I do on the innards of the old ship, because otherwise animals try to attack and eat them all the time. We were lucky to have them, because my parents brought their pet nuna with them, who, much like my mother, was unwittingly pregnant. However... nuna mate only once in their lives, producing eggs continuously afterward for the rest of their lives using mutations of that combination. So luckily, they were able to provide us with plenty of food.
I hate my father because he never came back. I assume my sister is dead because we didn't succeed in our mission.
Motivation
Freedom: All I've wanted my entire life is to get off this planet so I could do whatever it is that I want... have a life like my mother always told me. It likely turns out that getting off planet isn't the only thing that I'll need to do in order to be free.