The character likes to engage in detailed discussions and think through situations carefully, often collaborating with others to seek their opinions before deciding on the best course of action. While this often ensures The character is more fair and well-respected amongst their peers, sometimes others do not have time to discuss this in a committee.

The character somehow always finds themself in tricky situations that put them in over their head. As such, The character always seems to be digging themself out of some kind of dilemma. While this speaks to The character’s ability to think outside the box to find solutions, their moral code often gets in the way of taking the easy way out.

The character possesses a cold and completely uncaring demeanour. This will manifest itself in the fact that when push comes to shove, The character will just as soon leave a struggling ally behind rather than put themselves in danger. While this may ensure their survival, it often leaves them as an outcast amongst their peers.

Be it during a fight or life in general, moral compass means little to The character. If you don’t want a person harmed, you had better specify. General terms mean nothing to them as The character only deals in specifics. If the rules of a duel say you can’t shoot before the count of three? A grenade over the shoulder is fair game, then. Tell The character to stop someone at all costs, well, you better not be concerned if they’re brought back dead or alive.

The character has been patching up the wounded for years as a Medic and has come to the conclusion that more often than not, the injuries are either self inflicted or deserved. While they will always work tirelessly on behalf of their patient in an ongoing quest to preserve all life, that doesn’t stop them from scolding or belittling patients that they feels should know better than to walk into a rancor pit with a bucket of raw meat. The character teeters on the line between compassion and supporting selective evolution, which can make them come off as less friendly or inviting than other medics.

While The character will see a job through to its conclusion and put forward their best effort, it’s still just a job. The character's true loyalties lie to their friends, and through thick and thin,they will stand by them and die for them if needed. This loyalty is reserved for those who have earned The character's trust, putting them at odds with other Mercenaries that are only doing a job for the money. This also makes it harder for employers to trust their motives, often times creating extra competition and difficulty finding work. None of it matters to The character, though, because loyalty to their friends is not something credits can buy.

Born with an intractable will and limitless courage, The character will stand in the face of insurmountable odds and never retreat. Despite the fact that such acts of heedless bravery are inspiring and will sometimes result in victories worthy of song, just as often they result in their allies getting wounded or killed.

The character would much rather be behind a hand of good sabacc cards or a rare vintage of aged liquor than with their blasters or ship. More often than not, they will spend nights at high-end establishments gambling, drinking and "socializing". The character can survive without the finer things, but they sure would rather not. This preference follows them onto the job, so it is not uncommon for The character to insult a client or potential partner by commenting on their choice of beverage or recreation.

Despite their line of work, The character still sees themself as a refined gentleman and will often put on a show of being haughty and arrogant to those they does not know. The character only lets the mask slip to show their more laid back nature to those they trusts. To those they dislikes, they will actually become even more insufferable as taunts and quips without any regard for who or what they might be offending.

The character has a military background, and draws upon their experience to tackle the obstacles in their life. This makes them decisive, efficient, and fearless; provides them with a strong sense of duty and strength; which tends to influence their ability to fight and lead. However, a rigid mind is less compassionate towards individuals and less imaginative, and The character sometimes risks appearing callous, relatable, or incapable of compromising.

Even the most gifted of weapon masters understands the importance of physical fitness and disciplining the body with through martial arts training. The character has trained vigorously in unarmed combat by fusing Teräs Käsi and Echani with other unconventional forms. While this martial focus helps bolster their prowess in close-quarters combat, The character is still limited in scope when facing down a less direct or ranged threat.

Without the gift of the Force, The character has trained rigorously with a wide range of melee weaponry and technology to better handle opponents that are able to harness the mythical power. The character has been conditioned to fight against foes that are Force-sensitive and are able to compensate against fighting an adversary wielding something as deadly as a lightsaber. While this adaptive combat training makes them lethal in close quarters combat against any kind of threat, they are still at the mercy of a long ranged fighter, assailant or Force user that prefers to attack the mind instead of the body.

The character is a firm believer that the galaxy at large would be better off without the Force, those that command it, and those that follow them, mirroring the views of Liberation Front leader Rath Oligard. After watching the galaxy burn time and time again during their relatively young lifespan, The character has devoted themself to eliminating any notion of the Force from the galaxy, starting with agents of the Dark Brotherhood.

The character sees themself as the control subject in the science experiment called life. Often labeled as "boring" and "predictable", The character keeps their wild and experimental side reserved for pet projects. This boring lifestyle leads to them being considered anti-social and when they does join others, instead of relaxing they prefers to keep quiet and observe.

Where most err on the side of caution in a confrontation, The character prefers to charge in head-first. While others may skirt a battlefield or keep their careful distance, The character rushes in with devastating attacks with seemingly no regard for safety, relying upon instinct and possibly armor to protect them from dismemberment and death during their all-out attacks. The character is a force to be feared on the battlefield, leaving a trail of death and destruction. However, The character's blood-hungry ways put them in far more danger than the normal combatant, often resulting in needless injury and suffering, trading safety for pure offensive ability.

When it comes to a fight, some like to posture, some like to act tough, some like to dance around and go through all sorts of fancy footwork. The character? The character doesn't bother with exotic battle stances, intricate maneuvers, or super-secret tactics. The character, when cornered into a fight, prefers the ancient technique of a good kick to the nuts. And if that won't work, either because the enemy is a woman or has balls of steel, The character isn't beyond pulling a few more cheap tricks out of the bag. Granted, The character won't be winning any medals for nobility or any prestige for a unique fighting style or a superb maneuver, but The character will still be winning, the best and most dirty way they know how.

The character is utterly devoted to success in combat, no matter the mission, no matter the cost. They have spent their life building themself in the image of war, utilizing a dogmatic regimen that has lead them to a single-minded obsession with military success and requires intense physical and mental training. This training, however, has come at the cost of anything resembling empathy or concern for others - even their superiors and subordinates.

The character, like most of their peers, has trained with a blaster though, just like any weapon, hates to use it. Instead, when forced to fight, The character will use their surgical scalpels and anesthetics (poisons) to attempt to injure and incapacitate opponents. This requires their to get extremely close to their attackers and leaves them vulnerable to more maritally-inclined fighters and ranged specialists.

The character considers their work to be the most important aspect of his life. This borderline obsessions with the "job" leaves little room for any kind of personal or social life, making it difficult for The character to relax and enjoy spending time with others. they excel in activities that relate to their work, but the idea of work-life balance is an altogether abstract concept.

The character is often confused and heavily saddened by the amount of idiocy that constantly surrounds them. It is often much easier for The character to cope with people by ensuring they stay inebriated and dulling their senses. When unable to find alcohol for an extended period of time, The character will devolve into a ravenous, hate-filled monster that is nigh impossible to be around. In other words, The character is an addict.