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Name: Gar

Standing up to eight feet tall, these troll-sized people are generally perceived as savages. On their home planet of Rhur, they live divided into clans and are mostly a hunting people. Their clans have always fought each other for land, resources, power or honor. Actually, anything can be a reason for two Bor clans to feud with each other, as they're known to enjoy the thrill of hunting and battling. Some of the powerful clans even go as far as to hunt lesser clans for sport. They're a proud people with fire in their blood, and will interpret nearly anything as a personal insult. Physical challenges is a part of everyday life, and they all welcome a challenge to prove their strength. Their language is a guttural speech of a lot of hard consonants and soft vocals. Their life expectancy is about 40 years old at max. Their physiology is strikingly similar to that of a human, with a few exceptions. The most notable is that pregnancy lasts from three to four years instead of a few months, and it's so painful to deliver that nearly half the women die giving birth. If they do survive, they're not likely to go through with it again. For this reason, the Bor are few in number and find the need to copulate more seldom than humans. Bor also age more quickly than humans, reaching puberty eight, and becoming a man around his fourteenth year. Their skin is pigmented with a dark hue, often gray or green, but it comes in varying colors.

For the past hundred years, since the colonization of their planet, they've been looked at as second-rate citizens by the rest of the world. Due to their physical prowess, they're sought after as manual laborers. In the early days of the colonization of their planet, many suffered at the hands of the technologically superior foreigners, whom abused their power to subjugate many of their clans. This continues to this day, with many Bor still being trapped in slavery, primarily working in mines. However, many were also transported off their planet to be put to work other places.

Home Planet: Rhur [+]

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Age: 20

Gender: Male

Personality/Morales: Gar doesn't really perceive the world in terms of right and wrong. He's a simple individual, some might say, who only chases after what he wants. Although he was alienated from his own species, he still has all the inherent values of the Bor. He loves challenges, especially feats of strength, and has an instinct for hunting and fighting, which translates well to the urban world he inhabits. He doesn't plan far ahead, and lives very in-the-moment.

Class: Muscle

Equipment: Two high-powered projectile handguns, customized to fit his size. Flex armor covering chest, back and thighs, which can withstand most bullets that aren't direct hits. On his back in a leather holster hangs an intimidating sword, which he uses for exactly that; intimidation, or for close combat situations.

History:

Gar wasn't born on the home planet of his people. His mother was a front person for an anti-colonization movement on Rhur. Or in other words, it was she who led the charge. Although they took back some of their land, and for a time they were free, the humans struck back with a vengeance, snuffing out all hope of further resistance. Gar's mother was taken as a war prisoner and sent to one of the most notorious prisons in the world. The Voidstone, the prison was called, and was in actuality a huge space station designed as a prison. With empty space on all sides, there was no hope of escape. However, she had come to the Voidstone already bearing child, and gave birth to Gar in this prison. She died in birth, and by law her sentence was passed onto the child. So Gar grew up inside this prison, never knowing the love of family or the thrill of the hunt. He was taught to speak English, and when he was old enough he was moved to the general population to jail normally. This was when he reached the age of nine, as he was already taller than some of the staff. In gen pop, he became friendly with some of the inmates. After a while, he was a part of a tight-knit group, which became like a family.

Having received some basic education, he more or less knew what the outside world was like. The need to taste it, however, increasingly dominated his thoughts. Since his mother was sentenced to three lifetimes, he would have to spend his whole life in there if he didn't escape. One day when he was thirteen, opportunity knocked. A year before, the allegedly most dangerous criminal in the world had been taken prisoner there, and had since been desperate to get out. Deep into interplanetary organized crime, this individual had far reaching influence and power, and a lot of friends. On the fateful day of his escape attempt, a fleet of armed outlaws breached the Voidstone's defenses and docked. At the same time, Gar's group and some others had been tasked with starting and maintaining a riot, to cause confusion and spread the guards' focus. While a large portion of the staff was busy handling the riot, the boarders effectively took control of the prison. But it wouldn't last for long, as military reinforcements were already inbound. Gar was one of the few inmates who was lucky enough to get on board on one of the outlaw vessels before the escape was through. Since that day, he's been the only free Bor outside of Rhur.

Because of his assistance in the riot, he was allowed to live, but was dropped off the first place they landed. It was on a planet called Tyrec, a place renowned for being a haven for thieves, smugglers, convicts and anyone else who lived outside the law. The planet was almost entirely covered by one great, sprawling city. Here, hidden in the masses of filth, he could finally taste freedom, and vowed he would never be caged again. However, freedom wasn't as easy as he had initially thought. He was now completely dependent on his own ability to fend for himself, which was what forced him into the business as a freelancing muscle-for-hire. It was simple to get onto this arena, especially for someone like him, who possessed all the strengths of his people. And there were jobs aplenty, as it seemed nearly everyone were in need of extra muscle in the streets of Tyrec. The profession came quite easily to him, as Bors are inherently warriors and predators. He had more employers than he could ever account for, and established after a while a reputation for being one of the best in the business. He begun to take on more risky missions, but for greater rewards, and lived in relative wealth for a long period. Nearing twenty years though, he was starting to become tired of the routine, and began looking to the stars, wondering if there was more to see in the world than could be found on this metal planet. When the Valencis Company was hiring for a mysterious off-world job, he didn't hesitate.

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