NAME
AGE
► 23
SPECIES
► Tognath
HEIGHT
► 1.98 (6'5")
WEIGHT
► 190 Pounds
EYE COLOR
► Black
SKIN COLOR
► Grey
HOMEWORLD
► Yar Tonga
GENDER
► XY
FACTION
► The Highest Bidder
RANK
► Thug
FORCE SENSITIVITY
► N/A
BIOGRAPHY
Early on, Jurgen's parents knew something was odd about their son. He was exposed to violence at a young age, being in a rather awful part of a pretty bad city on a backwater planet. Every few months some horrific act of violence would happen: a massive raid leaving many dead, huge shootouts along the streets, entire families murdered, the usual. Just being around this seemed to taint the young Tognath's soul, as as soon as he was of age where he could have some independent actions they always were violent. He shot local dogs with his toy gun, poisoned fish, and when he was finished he would find a loth-cat and bash its head in. Eventually his mother told him to use those natural talents he had in finding a career, a job that would pay to be inhumane and to allow his ability to cause things pain to really flourish. (SEE: Dentist!)
With the planet he was on, he never really had a chance. There were no ways off world with the money his family had, the local planetary defence forces had basically no funding, and there were no real police forces to join. He fell early on into a bad crowd and never escaped. The usual low lives you'd expect: thieves, juvenile delinquents, and absolute assholes. It was clear Jurgen never was up for being the brains of the operation, as he was much better as dumb muscle. At 15 he hit a major growth spirt which had hin easily tower a head and shoulders above the other kids, and that size difference never really changed. That furthered his physical power and his intimidating presence, which just made it easier to get whatever he wanted.
It started out simple: robbery, theft, assault, and shakedowns. It kept him happy for a while, but his greed kicked in and he wanted more. He began taking what he wanted that wasn't just valueables: clothes, bling, trinkets, weapons, whatever. He even cobbled together a wardrobe out of items he stole from both live and dead victims, with everything from bling to hats to his favorite coat being from others. He even has "acquired" his ship from someone he had put six feet under, and turned it into his own mobile bachelor pad. Now he is more dangerous: he can roam the galaxy being paid even better for his skills. And already with ten years of that under his belt, they are certainly getting a rather experienced if... unique operator.
Personality
Skills
Equipment
+ 2x DL-18 Blaster Pistols
+ IFST-17 Light Courier
+ Modified R4 Astromech
+ MSE Droid
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