Name: Daohor "Oz" Oz'Fey
Faction: Bounty hunters.
Rank: Iniate
Species: Bothan
Age: Classified
Gender: Male
Height: 1 m 25.
Weight: 35 kilos
Eyes: Deep blue
Hair: Orange
Skin: light brown
Credits: 1000 Credits.
Strength: Average
Dexterity: Very agile and nimble
Constitution: normal
Intelligence: Slightly above average human
Wisdom: Slightly above average human
Charisma: would scare a rancor
Force Powers: None know at the present
Skills:
Ability to sneak in on noticed do to his dimuntive size, has also learned how to slice terminals (be the credit vendings or public acess)
Lightsaber Forms: None known at the present
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strength; Able to get in to small places and other area's normaly to small for a standard human, when hiding under a hood he can be often mistaken for a human child.
Weakness; Has trouble reaching areas that are higher up than he. Easy to reconise with a bad burn on the left hand and a hidious scar on his right cheek that never seemed to heal as well.
Gear: A utilty belt with a grabling hook and rope, ammo puches on the belt gives him a few more charge packs for his blaster, an old DL 40 blaster pistol.
Ships: A simple two person personal transporter with limited cargo cabablility.
Pets: None he like's to talk about.
Personality: Oz is somewhat relucten in telling anyone about his past un till he has gotten to know people more. But those that get close to him will know that he is a loyal and stalwart friend and you can depend on him if needed. He enjoys a good laugh now and then, and hes certinaly isnt affraid to voice his oppinion if hes unhappy about something. His main goal is to find his sister who was taken from him early leaving him both perantless and without a family.
History:
Daohor is like most Bothans know for their reputation as spies, though he has taken his skills as a spy and applied them to the trade of bounty hunting. It all began when he was him self the victim of a bounty hunter that where after him when he had broken into an imperial officers home in search of clues the the where abouts of his sister. When he broke in to the officers home he couldnt let the pretty neckless lie on the table unattend and took it as well as the info needed, unknown to him though the security camera in the officers, office caught a reflection of him as he walked past the window.
After getting away from what should have been an easy information retreveil opperation he learned to his horror the next day that a bounty had been placed on him via an old friend in the local bar back on Bothwauu. Fearing for his life he fled to Mos Eisly on Tatooine, the only place where one can get lost and not be bothered.
Life was good on Tatooine Oz managed to make a meager living hunting animals or other threats to the city, it wasnt a good life, but atleast he earned some skill in shooting a blaster and on occasion he also acted as personal pilot / bodyguard for the mayor when he was needed at Jabba's palace. Unfortunately once past has a tendcy to sneak up behind you when you least expect it to, and so too is it with Oz.
One day while he was dealing with a minor womp rat infastion on the outskirts of Eisly a solotary human figure walked up to him and asked how he was and if he needed a hand, having no worries and forgotten (more or less) why he was here on Tatooine in the firstplace Oz curtiouly introduced himself and asked the stranger to stand behind a nearby rock while he would lure a womprat to him so they could finish it together. The stranger took his postion as agreed on. He had barley gotten 10 meters away from the rock when the stranger threw a grenade, pure luck saved him that day, he managed to dive into a shallow hole but the explosion burned his left hand and arm, as he landed hard from the shockwave a stone cut his right cheek deep. The resulting firefight left the stranger dead and as Oz walked, well more like crawled, over to the corpse of the stranger to see if he could find anything about why he had attacked him. He only found a picture on a peice of flimsy film of him and a note with the reward of 10.000 credit's for his corpse and also found the ID of the stranger that announced him as a Bounty hunter. In that instance he knew he was no longer safe.
The same evening haveing spent some time in the local hospital recovering some from his tramua leaveing the treatment early despite the medic droids advice against it, he went for the local bar. Ofcourse his encounter out in the desert had rumored by now and everyone looked courisly at him and talked to their partners with intrest though he coulnt quite makeout what the where saying he had a fairly good idea. He talked to the only friend he had left in the place and asked how he could change his appearance. His friend took him to a dark back ally and introduced him to a "doctor". With the aid of the doctor and several weeks in recovering he no longer resembled the person on the wanted boards.
He now spends his time proving his worth to the boutny hunter guild that he worthy of climibing the ladder and be a full time memeber of their orgination. Always alert and not trusting that many hes a solotary fighter most of the time and only rarely talks to anyone of his past.
Faction: Bounty hunters.
Rank: Iniate
Species: Bothan
Age: Classified
Gender: Male
Height: 1 m 25.
Weight: 35 kilos
Eyes: Deep blue
Hair: Orange
Skin: light brown
Credits: 1000 Credits.
Strength: Average
Dexterity: Very agile and nimble
Constitution: normal
Intelligence: Slightly above average human
Wisdom: Slightly above average human
Charisma: would scare a rancor
Force Powers: None know at the present
Skills:
Ability to sneak in on noticed do to his dimuntive size, has also learned how to slice terminals (be the credit vendings or public acess)
Lightsaber Forms: None known at the present
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strength; Able to get in to small places and other area's normaly to small for a standard human, when hiding under a hood he can be often mistaken for a human child.
Weakness; Has trouble reaching areas that are higher up than he. Easy to reconise with a bad burn on the left hand and a hidious scar on his right cheek that never seemed to heal as well.
Gear: A utilty belt with a grabling hook and rope, ammo puches on the belt gives him a few more charge packs for his blaster, an old DL 40 blaster pistol.
Ships: A simple two person personal transporter with limited cargo cabablility.
Pets: None he like's to talk about.
Personality: Oz is somewhat relucten in telling anyone about his past un till he has gotten to know people more. But those that get close to him will know that he is a loyal and stalwart friend and you can depend on him if needed. He enjoys a good laugh now and then, and hes certinaly isnt affraid to voice his oppinion if hes unhappy about something. His main goal is to find his sister who was taken from him early leaving him both perantless and without a family.
History:
Daohor is like most Bothans know for their reputation as spies, though he has taken his skills as a spy and applied them to the trade of bounty hunting. It all began when he was him self the victim of a bounty hunter that where after him when he had broken into an imperial officers home in search of clues the the where abouts of his sister. When he broke in to the officers home he couldnt let the pretty neckless lie on the table unattend and took it as well as the info needed, unknown to him though the security camera in the officers, office caught a reflection of him as he walked past the window.
After getting away from what should have been an easy information retreveil opperation he learned to his horror the next day that a bounty had been placed on him via an old friend in the local bar back on Bothwauu. Fearing for his life he fled to Mos Eisly on Tatooine, the only place where one can get lost and not be bothered.
Life was good on Tatooine Oz managed to make a meager living hunting animals or other threats to the city, it wasnt a good life, but atleast he earned some skill in shooting a blaster and on occasion he also acted as personal pilot / bodyguard for the mayor when he was needed at Jabba's palace. Unfortunately once past has a tendcy to sneak up behind you when you least expect it to, and so too is it with Oz.
One day while he was dealing with a minor womp rat infastion on the outskirts of Eisly a solotary human figure walked up to him and asked how he was and if he needed a hand, having no worries and forgotten (more or less) why he was here on Tatooine in the firstplace Oz curtiouly introduced himself and asked the stranger to stand behind a nearby rock while he would lure a womprat to him so they could finish it together. The stranger took his postion as agreed on. He had barley gotten 10 meters away from the rock when the stranger threw a grenade, pure luck saved him that day, he managed to dive into a shallow hole but the explosion burned his left hand and arm, as he landed hard from the shockwave a stone cut his right cheek deep. The resulting firefight left the stranger dead and as Oz walked, well more like crawled, over to the corpse of the stranger to see if he could find anything about why he had attacked him. He only found a picture on a peice of flimsy film of him and a note with the reward of 10.000 credit's for his corpse and also found the ID of the stranger that announced him as a Bounty hunter. In that instance he knew he was no longer safe.
The same evening haveing spent some time in the local hospital recovering some from his tramua leaveing the treatment early despite the medic droids advice against it, he went for the local bar. Ofcourse his encounter out in the desert had rumored by now and everyone looked courisly at him and talked to their partners with intrest though he coulnt quite makeout what the where saying he had a fairly good idea. He talked to the only friend he had left in the place and asked how he could change his appearance. His friend took him to a dark back ally and introduced him to a "doctor". With the aid of the doctor and several weeks in recovering he no longer resembled the person on the wanted boards.
He now spends his time proving his worth to the boutny hunter guild that he worthy of climibing the ladder and be a full time memeber of their orgination. Always alert and not trusting that many hes a solotary fighter most of the time and only rarely talks to anyone of his past.