Name: Sovan Dran
Species: Weequay
Sex: Male
Profession: Bounty Hunter
Reason for being present in the Bitter End: He and his team work for Adamantious Xen at the moment but are currently thinking of moving on.
Looks:
Sovan
RT-78
Slasskin
Personality Description: Sovan is considered an honorable hunter by many who know him. He refuses to accept contracts on people wanted for petty crimes or those who committed crimes while simply trying to survive in an unforgiving galaxy. He hates The Galactic Empire and Palpatine with a passion and has a deep respect for the now apparently vanquished Jedi Order as on two occasions he was indirectly saved by Jedi Knights during the Clone Wars. He has done his best to try and make a dent in Palpatine's armies by mostly taking contracts that harm the Empire. Although he does support the idea of the Rebellion, he won't support them directly or join their organization.
Character bio:
Sovan Dran never knew his parents and truth be told, he doesn't quite care what happened to them. Since the time he was young, he pretty much raised himself on the smuggler's moon known as Nar Shaddaa. Although he kept himself mostly out of trouble he still attracted attention from the Hutts once or twice but always managed to get away and vanish back into the depths of the moon before resurfacing after a few months. At the age of 18 though, he made a very serious mistake. After he became involved with a Weequay gang leader's daughter he was hunted like he had never been hunted before. No matter how how often he would disappear into Nar Shaddaa it seemed the moment he showed his face, he was fighting off gang members left and right. Although he was a capable fighter and he was able to outwit a number of the gang members it was still a very difficult situation he was in.
Eventually his luck ran out and he was brought before the Weequay leader who pointed a blaster pistol between his eyes and was prepared to pull the trigger when the door to the hideout was blown open and a cloaked figure wielding a green lightsaber began cutting down gang members left and right in an attempt to get at the gang leader. Although Sovan was able to escape during the battle, the Weequay gang leader was not as lucky. Sovan doesn't know what brought them to the Jedi's attention but he took it as a sign that he needed to get off of Nar Shaddaa and turn his life around.
It took a while and a number of credits stolen from the gang's hideout after sneaking back after the attack but Sovan was seven thousand credits richer and armed with a number of weapons stolen from the hideout before it was ransacked by scavengers. It took a few weeks but he was able to book passage off of Nar Shaddaa aboard a smuggler's vessel and ended up disembarking on Tatooine. It took a few years but Sovan was able to build up a small fortune and had created a small mercenary group consisting of himself, a re-programmed assassination droid known as RT-78 that was found in a crashed ship out in the desert that has no record of it's prior existence before Tatooine and a Trandoshan who called himself Slasskin who was rescued from slavery by Sovan and joined with the group out of gratitude.
The group made quite a name for themselves over the years on Tatooine and lived by a simple code.
Always with Honor
Never CowardlyIt took a while but they were able to buy a small four man vessel they named
The Valor and were able to retrofit it into a somewhat deadly attack ship with the insignia of a Star with a Lightsaber through it on the side of the engines. This purchase nearly exhausted their supply of credits but they were able to make it to the location known as "The Bitter End" where they found work under the CIS loyalist Adamantious Xen providing work as Bounty Hunters and occasionally breaking up fights on the station. It's good work and for the moment they are satisfied with it but eventually they feel they will have to move on if Xen brings too much attention to himself.
Short IC scene:
Sovan grinned as Slasskin leaned forward and put his head on the table and shook his head. "You drink too much." The Weequay let out a loud belly laugh which caused the Trandoshan to wince and cover his head. It felt as though a thermal detonator had exploded inside his skull. "To be fair I was not aware the drink was that potent. Or that it contained alcohol." The Weequay shook his head once again and let out another laugh which caused the Trandoshan to groan in pain. Sovan looked up as a series of mechanical footsteps echoed through the cantina and a large droid approached the table. "I take it your efforts to talk with the B1 battle droids were unsuccessful." He asked sympathetically. The droid sat at the table. "I do not understand where the term "Roger, Roger" originated from. The B1 battle droids are incapable of any sort of intelligence." RT-78 stated in a mechanical tone that managed to express a hint of disbelief. "I consider them an insult to Droid-kind. With units such as those, it is no wonder the CIS lost the war."
Sovan simply laughed once again.