Annatt Ma'dall was born on Faleen, to unfortunate circumstances. His mother and father lived in extreme poverty, their lives ruled over by crime lords. Having had over ten children, with Annatt being the youngest; they could barely adequately feed or clothe any of their children. Having fallen greatly into debt, he only route they could see for the survival of themselves, their family, and their children was to sell several of the youngest to various crime lords and local gang leaders.

Annatt was sold to a group who promptly moved him off world. Barely old enough to remember any of his family, he was tested and trained to be useful to them. They found that he had a unique affinity for mechanics, computers, and technology in general. While not given a formal education of any sort, he was trained as best they could, as well as taught the ways of the underworld.

At around 16 the crime group he was indentured to was attacked and destroyed by a rival group. Annatt was once more sold off into further slavery, even farther away from a home he now barely remembered. He made himself useful, showed off his knowledge and skills, and thus fetched a high price at the next market. The price and his skills impressed an minor official of the Empire who was visiting and looking for some, female company. He had use for someone who could expertly hack systems and help him rise through the ranks, and made that investment instead.

This minor official kept Annatts existence a secret as best he could. Aliens were not looked well upon in the Empire, let alone in slavery to an official, doing his dirty work. Annatt spent many years laundering money, hacking mainframes to obtain incriminating data for blackmailing rivals, shifting funds from the official to his many mistresses without his wife noticing, and a myriad of other shady dealings. The most interesting file he ever found related to something called “The Hand” but security was too tight and the risk not worth the reward. Eventually the official was promoted to a posting on Coruscant itself. Annat kept a close eye on all of these actions, and logged it all, keeping several massive files of evidence; many of them with dead man switches of a sort.

Annatt confronted his owner, and they swiftly made a deal that heavily favored Annatt. He was still mainly kept a secret and in the shadows, but for all intents and purposes was no longer a slave. In fact, as time went on Annatt created quite a small minor crime empire within the bowels of the Empire's bureaucracy using and working with several other minor officials and their flunkies. He was now slicing through data banks for blackmail material that he could use on others. That, or Annatt would skillfully fabricate it. Bribes flowed easily, and a world rife with corruption was open for Annat to exploit to his great comfort. Slowly funds vanished from many accounts and into a few secret ones, that with the fall of the Empire, would be found, frozen, and re-purposed.

As the Galactic Empire fell, Annatt found himself penniless, and without his “shield” the minor official who “owned” him. He was thrust out of the shadows and into the sunlight as the New Republic took over, and his small and comfy crime empire was annihilated. Secret bribes were refused, and with new security systems Annatt found himself locked out, and then quickly locked up. Now he sits in a cell in the New Republic's “Amnesty” program, as technically he had served the Empire; even if he claimed it was under the duress of slavery.

Outwardly Annatt is polite and goes along with all of many requests the New Republic and the program make of him, but inwardly he seethes. His one enduring memory from childhood was the grinding poverty of his family, and the New Republic has reduced him back to that. The slate has been erased and he is back to square one. While the Empire did have downsides, it gave him opportunities he never imagined he would ever have as a slave to criminal gangs. Now Annatt quietly plots revenge and a rise to his old station, or one even greater than before, even if it requires the destruction of this New Republic with their high and mighty morals and ideals.

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Annatt Ma'dall is a nondescript Faleen male. Green skin turned pale from always being indoors, short black hair, and civilian clothing ensures that he is almost always able to just 'blend in with the crowd.'