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Name: Dackeirut "Dak" Trawler
Age: 38 standard years
Species: Human
Homeplanet: Ryloth
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Main Allies: Doran Mark, Zydrunas
Main Enemies: N/A
Main Slaves: N/A
Physical Description: His hair is generally poorly trimmed, tousled, and dirty. His facial hair varies nearly deeply, with some stubble a near constant. His brown eyes are large to complement a larger brow and a larger chin. He has a few tattoos across his chest and covered in a sleeve over his left arm. His outfit varies constantly in a poor attempt at fashion, though he often wears his favorite pair of fingered gloves and his favorite pair of large boots. They make him feel more powerful.
History: Dackeirut Trawler was born the only son to a slaver on Ryloth. Realizing quickly that it was a dumb first name, the name was quickly shortened to just Dak. Though not a glamorous life, Dak enjoyed life on Ryloth helpign to enslave the twi'leks. The attitude his parents instilled him with remains evident to this day; aliens are simply dumber than humans and deserve what they get. We're helping them by enslaving their ilk.
At the ripe young age of six, a wandering Jedi came to Ryloth in an attempt to disband some of the slavers. Along the way he stumbled across Dak and his family. The small kid had very limited Force potential and deciding that he could relieve the world of another future slaver by removing him from Ryloth, the Jedi managed to convince Dak's parents to let him take Dak with him. And thus began Dak's Jedi training.
Progress was slow. Dak was impulsive, unfocused, and just plainly not cut out to be Jedi material. The Jedi were intrigued, as though they knew that Dak had some, if very little, Force potential, it refused to manifest. All he could ever muster was Force Persuade, which he abused for selfish purposes. Clearly it wasn't going to work out.
The Jedi couldn't do anything to help Dak. Eventually, at fourteen, they told Dak the brutal truth that he simply couldn't become a Jedi. He took the news better than one would expect a fourteen year old to take such devastating news and left the Order completely a year later, despite their generous offer to give him a home until he turned eighteen.
As a steet urchin, Dak was very successful. His ability to manipulate others was a boon to his job and he made enough credits to survive in such a fashion. He stayed out of peoples' ways and stayed in back alleys, keeping himself out of trouble with his one little trick.
He lived in such a way until he was twenty, when he finally decided to work. He began working in a warehouse moving boxes, packaging things and fixing droids. He had an affinity for the droids and quickly found a job as a mechanic at the warehouse. His wage was decent and he managed to get a real apartment to live in. The only problem was, this was a dumb and boring way to live a life. And so after building up a little bit of savings, Dak left to do... whatever he could find.
He became a freelance mechanic, going to work for various privateers and droid makers. His skills improved and he learned in addition to work with computers. As a technician his skills were in high demand, and soon he found steady work for various businessmen and privateers. It quickly became apparent, however, that he could make more money, and have more fun, working illegally. And thus he hired his services out to slavers, smugglers, and pirates.
He continued this work, honing his skills and enjoying it very much, before finally becoming an official part of a crew with The Hitchhiker six years ago. He has served with them as a pirate ever since, enjoying the lifestyle to the fullest.
Age: 38 standard years
Species: Human
Homeplanet: Ryloth
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Main Allies: Doran Mark, Zydrunas
Main Enemies: N/A
Main Slaves: N/A
Physical Description: His hair is generally poorly trimmed, tousled, and dirty. His facial hair varies nearly deeply, with some stubble a near constant. His brown eyes are large to complement a larger brow and a larger chin. He has a few tattoos across his chest and covered in a sleeve over his left arm. His outfit varies constantly in a poor attempt at fashion, though he often wears his favorite pair of fingered gloves and his favorite pair of large boots. They make him feel more powerful.
History: Dackeirut Trawler was born the only son to a slaver on Ryloth. Realizing quickly that it was a dumb first name, the name was quickly shortened to just Dak. Though not a glamorous life, Dak enjoyed life on Ryloth helpign to enslave the twi'leks. The attitude his parents instilled him with remains evident to this day; aliens are simply dumber than humans and deserve what they get. We're helping them by enslaving their ilk.
At the ripe young age of six, a wandering Jedi came to Ryloth in an attempt to disband some of the slavers. Along the way he stumbled across Dak and his family. The small kid had very limited Force potential and deciding that he could relieve the world of another future slaver by removing him from Ryloth, the Jedi managed to convince Dak's parents to let him take Dak with him. And thus began Dak's Jedi training.
Progress was slow. Dak was impulsive, unfocused, and just plainly not cut out to be Jedi material. The Jedi were intrigued, as though they knew that Dak had some, if very little, Force potential, it refused to manifest. All he could ever muster was Force Persuade, which he abused for selfish purposes. Clearly it wasn't going to work out.
The Jedi couldn't do anything to help Dak. Eventually, at fourteen, they told Dak the brutal truth that he simply couldn't become a Jedi. He took the news better than one would expect a fourteen year old to take such devastating news and left the Order completely a year later, despite their generous offer to give him a home until he turned eighteen.
As a steet urchin, Dak was very successful. His ability to manipulate others was a boon to his job and he made enough credits to survive in such a fashion. He stayed out of peoples' ways and stayed in back alleys, keeping himself out of trouble with his one little trick.
He lived in such a way until he was twenty, when he finally decided to work. He began working in a warehouse moving boxes, packaging things and fixing droids. He had an affinity for the droids and quickly found a job as a mechanic at the warehouse. His wage was decent and he managed to get a real apartment to live in. The only problem was, this was a dumb and boring way to live a life. And so after building up a little bit of savings, Dak left to do... whatever he could find.
He became a freelance mechanic, going to work for various privateers and droid makers. His skills improved and he learned in addition to work with computers. As a technician his skills were in high demand, and soon he found steady work for various businessmen and privateers. It quickly became apparent, however, that he could make more money, and have more fun, working illegally. And thus he hired his services out to slavers, smugglers, and pirates.
He continued this work, honing his skills and enjoying it very much, before finally becoming an official part of a crew with The Hitchhiker six years ago. He has served with them as a pirate ever since, enjoying the lifestyle to the fullest.
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