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Born on Tatooine, my parents were moisture farmers who lived on a small farm outside the capital city of Bestine. At the age of 9, my parents were killed by Tuscan Raiders. Subsequently, I was sent to live with my playboy uncle in Coronet, Corellia. Vastly neglected by my uncle, I learned the tough lessons taught on the street by smugglers and gang brawlers. By 14, I was arrested for illegal posession of spice and convicted to serve time in the juvenile detention center. After being released from the detention center at the age of 16, I was placed in a post convict trade school and trained as a craftsman. During the last year of trade school, I met the love of my life, Celesta. We were planning on taking a 2 week long space cruise to celebrate my graduation from the crafting acadamy. Just 2 days before embarking on our trip, I was devestated by the news that Celesta was killed when the Pleasure Cruiser on which she worked as a waitress was destroyed by an Imperial star destroyer due to suspected harboring of Rebel spies. From that day forth, I avowed revenge on the system that would so brutally destroy a whole ship full of innocent victims just to be rid of a few suspected criminals. Covertly, discretely, raising money for the Rebel cause while loaning my fists when the opportunities provide themselves.
Born on Tatooine, my parents were moisture farmers who lived on a small farm outside the capital city of Bestine. At the age of 9, my parents were killed by Tuscan Raiders. Subsequently, I was sent to live with my playboy uncle in Coronet, Corellia. Vastly neglected by my uncle, I learned the tough lessons taught on the street by smugglers and gang brawlers. By 14, I was arrested for illegal posession of spice and convicted to serve time in the juvenile detention center. After being released from the detention center at the age of 16, I was placed in a post convict trade school and trained as a craftsman. During the last year of trade school, I met the love of my life, Celesta. We were planning on taking a 2 week long space cruise to celebrate my graduation from the crafting acadamy. Just 2 days before embarking on our trip, I was devestated by the news that Celesta was killed when the Pleasure Cruiser on which she worked as a waitress was destroyed by an Imperial star destroyer due to suspected harboring of Rebel spies. From that day forth, I avowed revenge on the system that would so brutally destroy a whole ship full of innocent victims just to be rid of a few suspected criminals. Covertly, discretely, raising money for the Rebel cause while loaning my fists when the opportunities provide themselves.
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