From The Old Republic Roleplay
Class focus: Shadow - Balance
Eye color: Brown
Hair color: Straw-colored, graying
Skin color: Caucasian; rough from exposure
Marital status: Unmarried
"Ah'll be honest with yah, Ah'm jus' lookin' fer a few good adventures b'fore Ah die."'
It was early in the morning in a seedy Coruscant spaceport that an animated old man carrying only a backpack came hollering at the Bad Wolf's captain, Pan Laska, insisting his services were needed on the ship. It was droid work he could offer, mostly- cooking, cleaning, droid repair, basic first aid- but the captain's instincts (and desire for non-Tarisian cooking courtesy of the onboard medic Morver Wel) landed the old man a place on the ship just the same.
The Bad Wolf's onboard handyman does an excellent job of keeping himself something of a mystery; the rare tales of his past that he actually does share are kept to vague mentions or simple dinner table amusements. Hints casually thrown about suggest a harsher lifestyle than his current one, possibly military or underground gang activity on Coruscant, but he avoids specifics. The only real clarity he'll offer is that he's "always cleaned up other folks' messes".
He makes no trouble, though, and seems to take a genuine enjoyment out of his new life on the ship.
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