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Introduction

Full Name:
Prototype Hyper Battle Droid Model 5

Age:
29

Species:
Droid

Gender:
Not Applicable, Identifies as Male

Force Sensitive:
No

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Appearance]



Description:

BD-5's outward appearance seems incredibly similar to the standard B1, structure modified to be tougher and more deadly than its predecessors. It is certainly bulkier than the older models, even the IG-100's can't compare, and as the Confederate's last ditch plan, it was supposed to be much more durable. Through the years however, it's formerly pristine appearance has faded. The CIS logo on its back has been scratched away, replaced by it's personal symbol as seen above. It's surface has been scratched and marked from years of working as a mercenary, rust infecting its mechanical feet from stepping in corrosive liquids. Blood stains it's armour from head to toe, showing it's explosive and violent fighting style.

It's special weaponry include the twin-linked heavy blasters and a mono blade. This all obviously comes at a price however, encumbering the mechanical giant and making it even slower. The heavy blasters can be detached however, replaced with another proportionately large mono-edged blade that it keeps on it's person.

The droid has only one personal accessory on it's person. It wears a golden chain necklace around it's metal neck, the locket holding the picture of it's deceased partner. It holds the locket deeply within it's processors and is seen clutching it in it's large hands regularly. Due to flaws in it's design, it still retains the mechanical and clunky movements of the old B1. Though overall, BD-5 is a huge improvement to any of it's predecessors and would've gone toe-to-toe with IG-100's and Droideka's if it was ever fielded.

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Characteristics

Personality

BD-5 is an inquisitive, selfish and therefore dangerous droid. It possesses high amounts of intelligence, knowledge about the galaxy and it's inhabitants and can rival the expert technicians in the robotics field. It is also the very definition of a miser. It's dreams and values are all based on greed and getting rich fast. It has no care for anything but credits and angers very quickly if it doesn't get what it wants, usually killing the beings closest to it in the process of letting steam. It's aggressive and greedy lifestyle makes it a true loner. It is usually more of a silent thinker and seemingly goes into days of angered silence before finally snappign and destroying what is next to it.

It does show some compassion however. It's former partner, a Corellian by the name of Anna, was the only being it truly cared for and befriended. If the Imperial Stormtroopers hadn't gotten to her, this relationship may have grown into something more (although the Empire strictly forbids relationships between a droid and any organic being, they were both outlaws and mercenaries that wouldn't have cared). BD-5 also shows some kind of pity for droids who have been recently subjected to abuse and memory wiping, usually killing their masters the night afterwards. It is one of a kind in the galaxy.

Fears & Flaws

As stated before, BD-5 is a very selfish being. Even Anna had trouble reaching past that and become it's only special person. It's a true miser, wanting money and usually only money. If it doesn't get what it wants, which is usually credits, it will destroy any who stand in it's way. This flaw has worsened into ludicrous levels after the death of Anna, the calm mediator which kept it together. It will never save anyone else for the sake of it's own skin and is the worse droid you could pick for a team.

Having friends, colleagues or even partners scares BD-5. It's precious connection with Anna was it's first experience in the matter and the last. It fears what would happen if it ever gets that close to anyone that close ever again. This is one of the multitude of reasons as to why it hates being in a team. If it isn't working together with people for mutual survival, it will usually avoid crowds of people and teamwork.

It's biggest physical flaw is it's speed. This is the biggest flaw in it's design and is the one BD-5 is most conscious and worried about. It's top heavy structure and slightly disproportionate legs doesn't make running any easy. The sacrifice of speed for immense strength may have been what the scientists were going for but it still pains the droid when it needs to escape from a situation.

There is also a structural flaw in it's design. BD-5 has a very complex and powerful engine core that is surrounded by advanced but frail coding and data storage. The chips can break easily and if exposed to any corrosive liquids or even water for an extended period of time, they short circuit and break. It's engine core runs on a special type of plasma that is highly volatile. However, it is located in the droid's chest plate, safely burrowed under metal. But there is a weak point in it's lower back where a hastily designed cooling system is kept to keep the core and storage at a good temperature. If hit, the data storage will no doubt be destroyed and engine core explode. The explosion will take anyone within a ten meter radius.

Talents

The Battle Droid was made for warfare and is extremely good at it. Working as a hired bodyguard/mercenary, BD-5 is contracted by people who have a taste for overdoing it and destroying their enemies in a fiery explosion. With it's twin-linked heavy blasters and E-15 blaster rifle, the droid is armed to the teeth and wields every weapon it's arsenal with expert efficiency. It's precision based targeting systems makes it's over the top armament almost comical, blaster shots fired at enemies with accuracy rivaled by marksmen. When wielding it's huge mono-edged blades, it can still wreak havoc up close although not as well. BD-5 is a fearsome opponent, not one to be crossed.

The droid is very intelligent, able to keep it's advanced specs working for three decades with only salvaged parts and unreliable tools. As BD-5 was designed to be better than it's predecessors in every way, it was given technical knowledge that could rival expert technicians. It also has an uncanny like for scientific branch of chemistry, able to mix and match different elements to make best bomb for the situation. This intelligence is slightly marred by it's occasional bouts of frustrations at failures. Nonetheless, the droid is very smart and cannot be fooled as easily as others.

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History

Backstory

In a small facility located in an asteroid at the far reaches of space, laid a Confederate outpost. The small network of bunkers and labs contained plans that could've turned the tides of war if they ever chose to implement them, though by then the Separatist leadership was already in ruins. Though this is not their story. Our story lies in Lab 097, the scientists within ordered to design and manufacture a better droid for the Confederate ranks. They spent countless hours and days into the project, believing that their designs could save them from the corrupt Republic. The group researched the countless battles throughout the war, looking at past design flaws and mistakes made by the semi-intelligent models. Exactly one year before their eventual surrender and 20 years before the Battle of Yavin, they designed the first Hyper Battle-Droid.

It failed. Five times they tried to make the perfect droid, all of them didn't hit their expectations. Four of them were sent to the trash compactor while the latest one was kept for research. BD-5 was given it's designation and was the closest to being perfect. Other than it's cumbersome movement speed and individual thinking, it was the closest the scientists got to their aspiration. News of the defeat and surrender of the Separatist leadership halted all research, the personnel of 097 and all who were in the outpost were evacuated and sent to the remaining pockets of resistance. Their research was left behind in the mad rush.

BD-5 spent several years physically deactivated in the facility, learning and maturing over time. It's processors, or "mind", was still activated, left turned on by some rushing scientist. It was still connected to the outpost's database, it's online library containing a plethora of knowledge. The droid absorbed and stored this knowledge into its data banks. It soon learned of its initial purpose, to become a mindless soldier in an army of millions in an attempt to stem an relentlessness wave of Republic troops. It vowed from then on that it would only fight for itself and only itself (it was then BD-5's obsession with money was born). One day, 17 years before the Battle of Yavin, it was represented with a chance to escape it's cell.

A band of pirates and scavengers aboard an old YT-1300 Freighter, forced there way into the compound after a run in with Imperials. They were deeply needing of materials and entered the asteroid field for some kind of reward. They stumbled upon the outpost and grinned to themselves, credits seemingly piling up in their ignorant eyes. Then the pirates found the "deactivated" Battle Droid and almost yelled in excitement. A droid like this could sell for millions of credits. They soon activated it, seeing if the droid still retained function. This was there last mistake. The pirates were slaughtered to the man, blood was shed in those halls. BD-5 stole their Freighter and claimed it for itself.

Though it quickly realised however, that piloting a ship was not as easy as reading about it in manuals. It took BD-5 around an hour to try and lift the ship off the ground. The droid could take the ship apart and put it back again if it wanted to, it could repair anything from the ship's engines to it's landing ramp. But it couldn't, for the life of it, lift it off the ground for a good solid hour. It's large and clunky frame didn't help either, the cockpit was built for organics that weren't as large as the 7 foot droid.

After several bouts of anger and a poor astromech droid scarred for it's life, BD-5 was finally able to lift off and leave the asteroid field using the hyperdrive to escape it's prison for several years. This is when BD-5's long road to infamy and wealth started. Hiding the stupid YT-1300 for later use in the middle of the desert on Tatooine, it looked at it's current wealth. With a measly 1,000 credits (the Pirates didn't have much on them), it's wealth was pitifully small.

After several calculations in the span of only a few seconds, the droid concluded the best occupation. The mercenary business. Although there weren't many independent droids in the occupation, there was enough competition that BD-5's first days as a mercenary wasn't as smooth as it is now. Tatooine, the planet it landed on, became it's main base of operations and information station. As soon as it saw the soldiers in white, the droid immediately began to question about them and learn as much as it could on this "Empire". Learning about it's connection to the Republic and recognising the fact that the "storm troopers" were actually clones, the droid immediately fled Mos Eisley to make base somewhere in the desert.

Sheltering in some abandoned hut in the middle of Tatooine's harsh desert, BD-5 began thinking up future plans. The presence of the Empire ensured future complications but it dismissed the possibility of them knowing what it was. It was more likely that the Empire would dismiss it as some modified B1 used by an enterprising bounty hunter to do it's bidding. And so, the droid set to work, spreading out news of a new "mercenary droid" entering the business, wanting suicide missions for a high price.

BD-5's first job was it's first battle, and the droid didn't disappoint. The job was to kill some Verpine technician that ticked off the wrong person during some dealings. It arrived at it's home with ready blasters, and was almost surprised to see several other mercenaries the technician hired to protect him. They were cut down by the droid's heavy blaster, the rest were picked off by it's salvaged E-15 blaster. The mechanical giant then turned it's eyes towards the quivering Verpine in the corner, pointing a measly blaster pistol at the intimidating droid. It killed the insect with a shot to the head, bringing it's corpse to the contractor to gain it's reward.

Soon, BD-5's name was soon whispered among the higher ups, contractors hiring the giant in the black markets of Tatooine for a high price. From boring guard jobs to exciting sieges to even a bank robbery, the droid became infamous with the lax Stormtroopers of the local garrison. It was then a job came in, a high paying one, from a foreigner in Coruscant of all places! 100,000 credits, more than the droid has earned doing the odd jobs within Tatooine. But the droid dreaded trying to get the YT-1300 up again and entered the Mos Eisley canteen (the canteen owners were sure that no Stormtroopers were around before letting the giant in) to look for a pilot.

This is when Anna came into it's life. Anna, it's partner in crime and only partner it trusted. The Corellian was one in a million, an ace pilot with a killer shot. They spent countless years together, flying around the galaxy with the goal of getting rich and (hopefully) settling down somewhere on some luxury world. The two were infamous, a duo almost unstoppable. Only Boba Fett could rival their infamy and even then, the bounty hunter was hard pressed to get as many loyal contractors that they got.

This all came crashing down however. They were hired by a loyal contractor to take down an Imperial Commander visiting Tatooine for a routine visit. The duo had killed several Imperial officials before (taking down a Moff once, though it was unknown whether it was Boba Fett or the duo who ended his life) and was certain that nothing could go wrong. Tatooine was their base of operations after all, a supposed safe haven. They were ambushed when they landed on their desert encampment, BD-5 taken down and deactivated with Anna taken off planet on a shuttle. The droid had since taken a job in protecting one of the various Crawlers due to the fact that his base was now destroyed and his ship taken inside the garrison.

Affiliates

BD-5, over it's career as a mercenary, has made several contacts and a network of black market dealers that are willing to get their hands bloody. Even before Anna was taken away, the Empire had started cracking down on the Outer Rim and it's cold blooded mercenary trade. It suspects that the whole network has been shut down with dealers escaping from execution by the hands of the Empire. There were enemies a plenty in it's world, from fellow bounty hunters, corrupt and wealthy families it had destroyed, the Empire, the Hutt Clans and several others it doesn't care to mention. Other than Anna, there hasn't been any personal connections with any other beings.

Anna. She was the mediator, the pilot, the partner and the friend. She covered his back (literally) and didn't treat BD-5 as a meaningless droid. She was among other things, a valued and trusted asset. And with her capture, it has led to the droid planning his vengeance spree. It has turned much darker, its voice has become deeper and more agitated and with every day Anna is gone, it's fury goes more uncontrollable.

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Introduction

Full Name:
Maaka Vaakul
Age:
18
Species:
Togruta
Gender:
Female

Appearance]



Description:

Maaka is small compared to most species in the galaxy, standing at a mere 4'5" measured from her feet to the top of her lekku's. This size doesn't help her lean and scrawny build at all.
But the more noticeable features are the montrals and lekku typical for the Togruta species, both underdeveloped and shaped, as well as her strikingly ash-grey skin only interrupted by a white skin marking in her face. Her lekku markings are of an even darker shade of grey, a more bluish one, and enveloped the tips and a strip right above that. Around the top of her face, where her montrals fuse with the skin, a black, protective piece of metal frames her face, a tradition with Togruta.
Two other prominent facial features are her lilac eyes and the sharp fangs, the latter of which are a normal Togruta feature stemming from their predatory ancestry.

Generally Maaka has two separate pieces of clothing she wears. One are her black robes, which are comfortable to wear and are used mostly when she is not engaged in combat activities.
The other is a dark purple Mandalorian armour with a helmet modified for Togruta usage.



Characteristics

Personality

The palette of Maaka's personality is quite diversified. One the one hand she has her business face. Cold, calculating and always a snide remark or a clever retort on her lips, but on the other hand, she is immensely vulnerable and oftentimes cries every night. Even her business sometimes tears her apart, especially when emotionally harsh bounties are to be collected.
Although she would never openly admit her emotional weaknesses, but ripping apart families absolutely hurts herself, too. After every taxing mission, she has to take a breather and think about what she had just done as well as recuperate emotionally, aka crying out her frustrations. Over the course of the last year, those emotional breakdowns have become a lot less frequent.

Fears & Flaws

Fear-Being Backstabbed: Maaka is quite distrustful of a good portion of her clients, especially those with either Imperial or shady backgrounds. She fears to be betrayed and is quite paranoid to prevent it as best as possible and to prepare as many contingency plans as possible.

Fear- Discrimination: As a kid, Maaka was discriminated against quite frequently. And that didn't stop growing up. Even now, when not in armour, she has a rough time in some places. Of course Maaka would not openly show that she is affected by it and often times she is able to retort efficiently, but it destroys her emotionally and internally.

Flaw- Inexperience: Due to her young age, Maaka doesn't possess a lot of experience in a lot of fields except for things related to bounty hunting. She also never had a teacher and so, she is quite ignorant of history and everything going on in the galaxy, but she nevertheless still pretends to know, which will undoubtedly lead to her taking a quite hard fall one day.

Flaw- Emotional Instability: As already stated, due to her exposure to a lot of abuse and loss, Maaka is in a state of constant instability, even though she might seem okay on the outside, she is not. Her job as bounty hunter didn't help her originally quite soft personality in any way, but could quite possibly made it worse.

Flaw- Size does matter: Her relatively small frame does not allow for a lot of physical force, no matter how hard she trained, she just isn't physically strong at all.

Talents

Powertech: Flamethrowers? Rockets? Vibroknifes? Jet packs? Complicated shield generators? No worry, Maaka knows how to operate almost everything technological, especially when related to combat. But also out of combat, she is reliable in using and fixing tech stuff.

The Hunt: Finding people or things is no problem for Maaka at all. But not only that counts to the skills needed for a successful bounty hunter, she is also good at taking out people as well as kidnapping. She might still be a little inexperienced, but that is something only fixable by training over and over, which is something she does almost religiously.

Dogfighter: She might not be great at navigating the galaxy, mostly because of her lack of knowledge, but when it comes to fighter-on-fighter combat, her skills are excellent and could challenge the piloting of Imperial Aces.

History

Backstory
Born on the Togruta colony of Kiros, young Maaka had to learn to survive on her own very quickly as her parents were not home pretty often. This was because both of them were active rebel supporters providing money and directional advice to them. Soon after the destruction of Yavin IV
her parents became quite panicky and paranoid, suspecting Imperial spies to be everywhere. One day, while Maaka was playing, her parents came into her room and shoved her out of the village with the order to hide in the grass. Only a few minutes later a Star Destroyer appeared in the sky above the village and spit out TIE Fighters and Shuttles. While the TIE's bombarded the village with laser fire, the shuttles landed and a battalion of Stormtroopers stormed the village blasters blazing.

This scene has burned itself into her mind with all its intensity. Too horrified to even cry, Maaka, just 9 at that time stumbled into the open towards the burning village, which proved to be her first mistake. A Stormtrooper who was part of the squad that hadn't retreated yet spotted the little girl and fired. The blaster bolt hit the girl in the waist and she collapsed. Luckily for Maaka, the Trooper decided to leave her to die slowly instead of blasting her again. But still Maaka lay there for a good six hours before the first scavengers arrived. Another stroke of luck hit her that time and she was found by a rather friendly Off-Worlder, a Mandalorian, who nursed her back to health and generally was pretty much a surrogate father to her. Ravvin, which was the human's name, was also a skilled bounty hunter and so Maaka started to learn his line of work. Her mind already twisted from the horrors of her burning friends and family from the village, Maaka liked it a lot, so much so that she developed a separate personality just for hunting bounties. She also learned to fly spaceships, which would come in handy quite soon.

During her time with Ravvin she experienced racism for the first time, even got beat up on the street by kids a few years older than herself for not being human and she came to fear the looming discrimination. One sentence Ravvin said to her that day would forever be lodged in her mind.
“When you wear the armour, you're no race. You're a hunter, you're the embodiment of death.”
Of course Ravvin made sure to introduce Maaka to his chieftain on Mandalore, Sola Tosh, who herself introduced Maaka to somebody who offered to make her her own armour. This made Maaka de facto a fully fledged Mandalorian herself.

Shortly after her fouteenth birthday, though, her life got rough once more. A routine mission got bloody when the client Ravvin had gotten work from turned out to be a member of the ISB and he wanted the two bounty hunters to shut up about anything they had done in that mission. So he set a trap. Ravvin fell for it, but managed to flee to his ship, where Maaka patiently waited for his return.
Just as he ran up the ramp to the entrance of the ship, a squadron of Stormtroopers appeared and opened fire on the two. Ravvin was too close to them and got nailed by a good dozen bullets before going down, but not before yelling for Maaka to run, to fly, back “home”.

In tears, Maaka did what she was told to, but in space a frigate and its fighter complement waited for her. Whatever helped her to kill the fighters and disable the frigate all on her own, it had done a good job. In the end, she managed to get back to Mandalore where Sola declared it was time for her to go out on her own and earn her place in the galaxy. She got her first armour made and set out into the galaxy, first as a mercenary, then, with more experience, as a bounty hunter.

Forward a few years, Maaka, now 18, owns her newest piece of Madalorian armour and also owns a respectable ship, the Lancer, a modified Nu-class Shuttle, configured to be a gunboat.
To be on Tatooine, she has taken on a job to gather a rare Krayt Dragon pearl from one of the rich locals, who turned out to be an Imperial Officer, the assassination of which wasn't really seen very favourably by the imperial garrison. Such, she was captured and send to an execution camp, but with too light an escort...

Affiliations:

• Alona Vakuul Mother, Deceased
• Rarhaa Vakuul Father, Deceased
• Revvin Charr Mentor, Adoptive Father, Deceased
• Sola Tosh Mentor, Mandalorian Chieftain

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Character Theme 2

Introduction

Full Name: Norin Orainn

Age: 25

Species: Human

Gender: Male

Appearance



Description:

Norin stands at approximately 6'3 and has short black hair. He has rare grey eyes he uses to his advantage when it comes to women. He has the body of someone who exercises, but not overly so. He does so to stay in shape and it works for intimidation purposes as well. He's not very particular about his pants, but you'll usually see him carrying around a black leather jacket. Even if he's not wearing it, it's definitely with him. He has a holster on the side of his hip where he carries an old DC-17 Blaster Pistol from the Clone Wars. The things he found on his job were pretty great, but this happened to be one of the things that he always kept on him.

Characteristics

Personality
Norin always had a rebellious attitude. He probably got it from his parents. He didn't really care for authority, but he did what he did to survive. He plays things smart. You may think he's following someone out of respect or fear, but it's just in his best interests at the moment. He's always planning and it comes in handy a lot. He's very protective of the people close to him, but you wouldn't be able to tell that because he tends to keep most at a distance. He'll do anything for them and that could end up being a problem. When he's not level-headed his planning and thinking goes completely out the window.

Norin loves adventure and openly seeks it. It's one of the reasons he's ended up in his position today. He also tries to use humor to ease serious and dangerous situations. It mostly falls flat though. Norin is also the loyal type. If someone helps him or proves to be his friend he's loyal to them. Even if he doesn't necessarily like them or what they stand for. But if they betray him then he'll make sure they get what they deserve. He also doesn't very much care for the Jedi. He doesn't hate them, but he doesn't like them either. He at first believed they were a myth that his parents clung onto for hope. He blames them for the death of his parents and hates that the supposed guardians of peace didn't come together to stop the Empire. He pretty much thinks that they're all a bunch of cowards who didn't use their powers for what it's meant for.

Fears & Flaws

Losing Those Close To Him: He claims this to be his only fear, but he's not even sure if that's true. He's seen a lot and this was the only thing that was able to scare him. He lost his parents when he was young, lost his father figure, and now his sister was a slave. His bonds with others just might be his greatest weakness.

Anger and Recklessness: These two go hand in hand. When something happens to the people that he cares about he loses his mind until he's calmed down. He stops thinking and does things that would likely get him killed if others weren't there to bring him down.

Distant: Because Norin is afraid to lose anyone else he tries to not let anyone get close to him. He can put his trust in others and call them acquaintances or friends, but it's hard to get further than that now. He secretly hopes to be able to change that.

Cockiness: When he is thinking straight he's pretty damn cocky. When he comes up with a pretty good plan he starts to think his idea is the best one to use. This cockiness of his also puts him into dangerous situations. Especially when it comes to flying and fighting.

Scoundrel: Despite being trustworthy, people tend to look at him differently just because of his professions. Pirates and smugglers aren't known to be trustworthy and are usually known to be the types to look out for themselves and backstab others. Norin is pretty much the opposite though he'll use the opinion of others to his advantage if he has to. The only way to out-scoundrel a scoundrel is to be the better scoundrel. He can lie with the most sincere smile on his face because of this. People usually can't tell if he's telling the truth or if he's lying and he kind of likes it that way.

Talents

Damn Good Pilot: Norin may be cocky, but he doesn't consider himself the best pilot out there. That was Bal and even if he's dead he still owns that title. Norin wasn't even close to his level. At least that's what he makes himself believe. But he can't be the best pilot without his own ship. He's proven himself as a pretty good pilot though by doing dangerous flying jobs. He loves flying though and probably wouldn't give it up for anything. Even without his own ship he knows pretty much everything about them. He can fix them and make adjustments to them if need be. All he needs is the parts.

Sharpshooter: Norin's pretty good with any type of weapon that fires. Even if he's never used it before after finding out how it works and how to properly use it he'll become a natural with it.

Translator: Norin may not be a protocol droid, but his life working for Jabba allowed him to learn and become fluent in many languages. He can even understand astromech droids.

Fighter: He's nowhere near the best fighter, but he can definitely defend himself and occasionally win fist fights. Living with pirates for a long time forces you to do so. If you weren't fighting each other on ships you were helping each other in bar fights.

History

Backstory

Norin's story isn't that of a hero's tale, but some may consider it so. It just certainly didn't start out that way. He's known Tatooine most of his life. When he was ten and his sister was five their parents sent them to Tatooine to live with distant relatives. He just grew up calling them his aunt and uncle. His parents had been working as rebels against the Empire, but at the time they were unofficial. They didn't want to risk any danger coming to their children. You would have thought that they would have picked a safer place than that, but it was really out of the question.

In the next couple of years Norin grew to hate Tatooine. He wanted nothing more than to leave the desert planet. He wanted to take his sister away and find a planet where they could live and prosper without having to moisture farm. Of course he could only dream of doing any of this. At the time he had no skills and he had no ship. He was all talk and no walk. That was until he was fourteen. He was tired of helping out on the moisture farms so he decided to find some sense of adventure on this planet. His search for adventure brought him to Mos Eisley's Cantina where pirates who worked for Jabba the Hutt were looking for more members to join their crew. This is exactly what he was looking for. He wasn't sure if they'd go for a kid who didn't know much, but he was a quick learner. The only thing he worried about was leaving his sister behind. It was actually the thought of his little sister that pushed him to go through with this. This was a way for him to get that better life for them. That is if he had the chance to get out of it without dying.

Norin shadowed the pirates for weeks to learn more about them and find out ways to impress them. He had to join them. Eventually he was found out by one of the pirates. He honestly believed that they knew that he was following them the entire time. He wasn't skilled back then. He was confronted by the only human in their crew. His name was Bal and after looking at him you could tell that he had seen some shit. Even his smile was intimidating. Norin told him why he had been shadowing the pirates and Bal brought him to the others. Some were hesitant, but the others loved that he had guts, potential, and a certain spark. This was the day that everything changed for him.

He spent the next year traveling with the pirates. His first few months was spent mostly being their maid or servant. He mostly cleaned up behind them and wasn't taught anything. The only time he had learned in those months was when he listened in on them while he was cleaning up and taking note of everything that they did. After the third month was over he decided that he had enough with cleaning up after them and learning on his own. He confronted them about it one day and Bal replied with a smug, "It took you long enough." Norin hadn't realized it, but they were testing him the entire time to see if he had what it took. They were going to drop him back off in Tatooine if he had stayed quiet about it.

Bal was left in charge of looking after Norin and making sure he wouldn't be useless extra weight since he was the one who brought him to their attention. Bal started teaching him everything he knew. He was the crew's best pilot so of course that was one of the things that he taught Norin. The rest involved shooting, hand-to-hand fighting, and other things that he needed to know to survive not only as a pirate, but as someone living in the Empire. The young punk from Tatooine grew into a pretty good pirate in one year. But it was time for them to head back.

He immediately went to see his sister when he got back and he told her about all of his adventures, but of course kept the bad stuff out. She was only ten and he didn't want her to know that her brother wasn't completely good anymore. After spending a good amount of time with her he went back to Mos Eisley. Norin had seen a lot in his year away, but nothing came close to what he saw the day he went back to the Cantina. He didn't realize it at the time, but he witnessed a Jedi cut off the arm of another pirate and smuggler who worked for Jabba. He didn't even bother getting up and watched as the scene continued as the infamous Han Solo shot the Bounty Hunter, Greedo.

Witnessing that pretty much made his day, but he had to leave soon after. He then spent more and more time in space picking up different skills and learning different languages along the way. He heard about the situation with the Death Star and knew that things weren't going to get any better. But he had to keep on moving for his sister. He thought about her every day that he was gone and he wondered what she was up to. He just really hoped that she didn't get into any trouble.

When his sister's eighteenth birthday was coming up he knew that he had to be home and do something great for her. They just had one more job to do and it should have been easy, but it really wasn't. They had to steal from an imperial vessel. They had done jobs like this before so they didn't expect anything of it. Jobs were like these were a way for Jabba and other Hutt Cartels to attack the Empire for messing with their businesses and the villages loyal to them. Things were going well as usual until the Imperials caught up with them. They were fending themselves off against Stormtroopers when Bal was shot right in front of Norin.

This caused Norin to go off and become reckless. He started forgetting the idea of cover and kept shooting. Eventually two other pirates had to hold him back while the others covered for them. They didn't even pick up Bal's body. When they returned home Norin quit and decided to spend the rest of his life on Tatooine with his family, but of course things weren't going well for him. When he got back he found out from his "aunt" and "uncle" that his sister had been taken to Jabba's palace to become one of his slave women. This really angered Norin, but after leaving and killing a few Raiders on his way to the palace he finally calmed down. He knew he couldn't go in there blasters firing. He'd get himself and his sister killed and he really didn't want the latter. He'd have to be smarter about this. He had to get close to Jabba and then kill him. He didn't think about asking the fat guy to let her go. He was sure he didn't know that they were related, but he was also sure that he wouldn't have cared. On top of that the guy wasn't the type to let someone go just because you asked. He'd have to kill his longtime employer. It was very much easier said than done, but he was going to make it happen.

After the death or disappearance of Han Solo about eight years back everyone knew that Jabba was looking for another top-notch smuggler for his spices. There were other smugglers, but none that lived up to what he could do. At least none that worked for him. Norin used this as his way in. He didn't have his own ship, but he was close enough with the pirates for them to let him borrow one for his runs. Their trips usually took a long time anyway.

So for the next two years Norin had been smuggling spices for Jabba even though after hating it once after trying it. He never wanted to experience something like that ever again, but he did understand how others got addicted to it. But this is how he's gotten here. His path of adventure, revenge, and rescue allowed the Imperials to finally catch up to him. His goals in the distance, but a victory for the Empire. A spice smuggler for Jabba who so happened to be one of the pirates that had been causing them trouble was now captured. It was a party for them.