[@Hexaflexagon]Here's a sheet. Hopefully everything's in order.

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[center][sub][color=lightgreen]Relloc Provnor[/color]
[color=lightgreen]∇[/color] 32 [color=lightgreen]∇[/color] ♂ [color=lightgreen]∇[/color] 6' 2" [color=lightgreen]∇[/color] Force Sensitivity N
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[sub][color=lightgreen][b]Δ Appearance[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Relloc is your average human by most standards, normal height, decent build, brown hair and eyes. What makes him stand out is how he presents himself. A true grease monkey, Relloc is never found without a layer of grime coating him and everything he owns. His body is covered in scars and burns from mishaps while working with machines, and his head and beard hair is singed at the ends from catching on fire in the past. He often has a hint of alcohol on his breath, though most people don't actually see him drinking, so its assumed he does it during his work. His eyes are usually covered by thick, flash-resistant goggles(the spots covered by the goggles are actually grime-free, showing how much he wears them), his hands garbed in thick synthleather work gloves covered in scorch marks, and his body cloaked in a dirty red jumpsuit, thick with tool and part-filled pouches, several utility belts wrapped around the waist and chest, patched burn and cut holes, and a small blaster in a holster at his hip.[/indent]

[sub][color=lightgreen][b]Δ Weltanschauung[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Practically born in the spaceports of Corellia, Relloc has been fixing things since before he could read. Greatly enjoying this work, Relloc grew up a mechanic doing what he loved, fixing ships, speeders, droids, blasters, you name it. His happy life has given him a more optimistic outlook on life, with him seeing most problems as some sort of mechanical issue, saying "You can fix any problem with the right tool, and a bit of elbow grease." No matter how bad the situation gets for him, he swears that there's nowhere to go but up. Always at home in the bowels of a ship, or in a droid workshop, Relloc isn't much of a people person, and this shows. He has issues dealing with real people, often wishing they could be more like his machines. This leads to him treating machines more like people, giving them names, talking to them while fixing them, and yelling at them when they frustrate him.

In combat, Relloc is somewhat of a coward. Hiding behind the biggest, thickest things he can, he wildly fires from around corners or over the tops of things, not caring what he hits. He hates fighting, wishing more people were focused on fixing the problems of the world, instead of adding to them with violence and hatred.

In terms of the criminal underworld, Relloc has no qualms about helping those who commit crimes, as long as he doesn't have to do it himself. He's worked with hutts and crime bosses before, and they generally leave him to his work, so he doesn't have much issue with them.

He doesn't really have much of an opinion on the Empire. They've never restricted his work, and they were often decent paying customers in the spaceports he's worked for. Overall, he just sees them as just another government, one to pass through on his way to the next spaceport.[/indent]

[sub][color=lightgreen][b]Δ History[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Born and raised on Corellia, Relloc is the latest in a long family line of mechanics and engineers. Learning to take apart and put back together a mouse droid before he could read, and his first book being the droid's instruction manual, Relloc was destined to fix things. Starting work in his father's workshop in his teens, he was soon the co-owner of the business, helping his father with whatever jobs needed doing, and even fixing stuff on his own. 

By the time Relloc came to be an adult, he sought a bit more adventure in his life than just whatever came through the door of his father's shop. Taking up a mechanic position on board a cargo freighter, he began a journey of his own, seeing planets across the galaxy, though he never strayed too far from the spaceport the ship was docked at.

Relloc got along well with the crew of the freighter. The captain, a Rodian named Gorth, treated him like family, always checking on him, asking how things were going, and offering to play a game of Sabacc when neither of them were busy. The security of the ship was overseen by a Rattataki named Hutox. The two would often practice physical sparring, though Relloc always came away with far more bruises than Hutox. Lastly, there was Tof, a Mirialan. Tof was the pilot, and often gave Relloc instructions on better ways to maneuver the ship, while talking about their favorite starship modifications. Relloc still keeps in contact with Hutox and Tof, but misfortune had befallen Gorth, leading to him falling out of contact with Relloc.

Relloc and the freighter crew got in all sorts of adventures, both of the legal and irreputable kinds. One that Relloc frequently tells to anyone who is willing to listen, is of their time delivering spice to a Hutt on Tatooine. The job started out simple, pick the shipment up on Nar Shaddaa, get it straight to Tatooine. However, a rival Hutt had different ideas. Relloc and the others found themselves holding off fighter attacks, rushing to get to Tatooine in one piece. Relloc was rushing through the bowels of the ship, trying to keep it to hold together just long enough to make the jump to lightspeed. The hyperdrive was damaged in the attack, and Relloc had to try and fix it while half the ship was on fire around him. Frustrated, Relloc ended up throwing a hydrospanner at the drive, which by a miracle got it working again, allowing Tof to make the jump in time. For the next half a month, Relloc was spending all his time fixing the damage done to the ship. To this day he swears it was a miracle that the thing didn't fall apart during the jump.

When the Clone Wars ended, and the Galactic Republic became the Galactic Empire, Relloc didn't really notice the difference, for the most part. The increased patrols in the mid and inner rim sectors didn't detract from his profession, and when docked at the same time as the Imperials, he often found work fixing up blasters and droids for those stationed aboard their ships.

However, the captain of Relloc's freighter felt otherwise. Signing him and his ship on to a rebellion recruitment list, Relloc soon found himself fixing ships and gear for rebel forces. This brought Relloc to worlds he never would have seen otherwise, and he actually enjoyed the lifestyle of a military mechanic. Eventually the Empire would capture Gorth, causing Relloc to realize just how dangerous working for the rebellion was.

Boarding the first shuttle he could away from the rebellion, Relloc found himself on Nar Shaddaa, running a small repair shop outside one of the spaceports. This was the life Relloc lived up until that faithful day at the bar. Walking in for a drink, Relloc soon found himself in the middle of an intense barfight. Between a mix of his training with Hutox and some cowardice, Relloc managed to stay conscious and relatively unscathed in the fight. Unfortunately, the owner had him included on the list of instigators, and Relloc found himself as a mandatory crewman aboard some freighter, with a Hutt explosive implant jammed into his neck.[/indent]

[sub][color=lightgreen][b]Δ Equipment[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Most of Relloc's equipment consists of tools for fixing things. He has the tools necessary to fix most any mechanical device, and if he doesn't have the tool, he can usually jury-rig one to take its place. He does have a small holdout blaster for if things get rough, but he is by no means a combatant.[/indent]

[sub][color=lightgreen][b]Δ Skills[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]He's a brilliant mechanic, with a track record well-known in the spaceports of the galaxy. He can fly a ship, but he's by no means a skilled pilot. He has some sparring experience in fistfights, thanks to some practice he did with an old shipmate.[/indent]

[sub][color=lightgreen][b]Δ General Notes[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Relloc maintains friendly contact with both Hutox and Tof, though recent events may change that.[/indent]