Name: Finrux Nafine
Species: Neimoidian
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Force sensitive: Nah
Strengths:
— Financial genius (or just a cheapskate? You decide!)
— Fast runner and good hider. Useful trait in this business.
Weaknesses:
— He's kind of a coward..
— Not really built for fighting.
— Addicted to hallucinogens.
Weapons and gadgets: Modified E-11 blaster, three thermal imploders, a stolen imperial code cylinder and a whole lot of death sticks. It should also be noted that Finrux is a full-on kleptomaniac, and tends to grab everything that looks useful or pretty in his eyes.
Appearance and apparel: Physically as slim and slimey as every Neimoidian, what really sets Finrux apart is his style. He has a long and dirty coat with a bunch of hidden pockets for guns and goods, and loves wearing wigs and fancy hats.
PICTURE TBA
Backstory: Born to a rich Trade Federation accountant's family during the Clone Wars, Finrux learned to appreciate money and luxury at a young age. He grew up in a small upper-class neighborhood and never had a lot of friends in his childhood. Finrux was only 9 years old when the Galactic Empire was established, and couldn't quite comprehend the scale of events at the time. Soon after the end of the Clone Wars and the disbanding of the CIS, imperial authorities came to arrest Finrux's father for a great number of supposed financial crimes. He tried to bribe them with no results, and quickly found himself and his son fleeing the planet with the help of a dozen battle droids.
The Neimoidians were now on their own, with no way to access their funds without being discovered. They sold most of the droids and started a new life in the Outer Rim, now handling cargo transmissions for the Hutts. It was at this time when Finrux learned to pilot a ship, as he had to act as a courier on several occasions. This went on for years, until one night Finrux won an interplanetary cargo freighter in a game of Sabacc. He sneaked into his father's office, grabbed the two remaining droids, as wel as all the valuables and left once more to act as a full-time smuggler with nobody to share the profits with. He continued working with the same contacts he'd come to know in these past few years, but also came in touch with new employers. As time went on, he did gather a small crew, or gang around him, to take care of the more unpleasant parts of the job — with a minimum wage of course.
Species: Neimoidian
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Force sensitive: Nah
Strengths:
— Financial genius (or just a cheapskate? You decide!)
— Fast runner and good hider. Useful trait in this business.
Weaknesses:
— He's kind of a coward..
— Not really built for fighting.
— Addicted to hallucinogens.
Weapons and gadgets: Modified E-11 blaster, three thermal imploders, a stolen imperial code cylinder and a whole lot of death sticks. It should also be noted that Finrux is a full-on kleptomaniac, and tends to grab everything that looks useful or pretty in his eyes.
Appearance and apparel: Physically as slim and slimey as every Neimoidian, what really sets Finrux apart is his style. He has a long and dirty coat with a bunch of hidden pockets for guns and goods, and loves wearing wigs and fancy hats.
PICTURE TBA
Backstory: Born to a rich Trade Federation accountant's family during the Clone Wars, Finrux learned to appreciate money and luxury at a young age. He grew up in a small upper-class neighborhood and never had a lot of friends in his childhood. Finrux was only 9 years old when the Galactic Empire was established, and couldn't quite comprehend the scale of events at the time. Soon after the end of the Clone Wars and the disbanding of the CIS, imperial authorities came to arrest Finrux's father for a great number of supposed financial crimes. He tried to bribe them with no results, and quickly found himself and his son fleeing the planet with the help of a dozen battle droids.
The Neimoidians were now on their own, with no way to access their funds without being discovered. They sold most of the droids and started a new life in the Outer Rim, now handling cargo transmissions for the Hutts. It was at this time when Finrux learned to pilot a ship, as he had to act as a courier on several occasions. This went on for years, until one night Finrux won an interplanetary cargo freighter in a game of Sabacc. He sneaked into his father's office, grabbed the two remaining droids, as wel as all the valuables and left once more to act as a full-time smuggler with nobody to share the profits with. He continued working with the same contacts he'd come to know in these past few years, but also came in touch with new employers. As time went on, he did gather a small crew, or gang around him, to take care of the more unpleasant parts of the job — with a minimum wage of course.
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