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[center][sub][color=maroon]Osko Grenkax[/color]
[color=maroon]∇[/color] 26 [color=maroon]∇[/color] ♂ [color=maroon]∇[/color] 6' [color=maroon]∇[/color] Force Sensitivity N
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[sub][color=maroon][b]Δ Appearance[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Osko stands at 6 feet flat and is surprisingly broad and muscular for someone of his race. His skin tone his on darker end of green and black eyes, he had a wild look about him that in combination with his angular face makes him handsome among his race. He carries himself with an air of dangerous arrogance, the kind of guy who would shoot you if you looked at him the wrong way. But you wouldn't know he was going to shoot you until you had three precise holes through your skull.

Osko wears dark armor of hardened leather and plastoid, designed take take many blaster shots before giving way. The armor is covered in many pouches and slots, obviously meant for storage of a lot of items. Under his armor is a muscled physique that harbors many scars and burns. How he walks you can tell he knows how to blend and knows his way around the criminal underworld, he knows the way of body language and respect among thugs. Osko has the vibe of a warrior trapped in a thug's world and it is desperate to get out.   [/indent]

[sub][color=maroon][b]Δ Weltanschauung[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Osko views the entire galaxy as one thing. One giant challenge. And within, a trillion smaller challenges. Things to conquer and money to earn. The galaxy gives opportunities everywhere and those who seize the opportunities come out on top. His life is very much 'Carpe Diem', even in his daily life if he hasn't accomplished something or improved himself in some way, he's disgusted with himself. He'll often work out or train if he's doing nothing else. Sometimes he'll even read to learn something new. Osko has the spirit of a warrior, being a former soldier of the Chattza Clan. He enjoys a good fight and thrives on a good firefight.

Despite his predatory work ethic, Osko still has some sense of ethics. I say ethics, but their more guidelines. As a rule, he doesn't attacked unarmed. Its not a challenge for him and its not fun so he doesn't do it. Plus he finds it pathetic when they cower, it almost makes him angry how they could show such little dignity in the face of danger. If he is forced to, he will simply knock them out. Other than that, all jobs are fair game, even if they are boring, money is money. Osko likes to form plans on the go, he's adaptable and a quick thinker so he can operate and think on the fly to ensure the smoothest path to success. 

Osko is rather friendly, enjoying talking with people. Although it is a fine line between friend and possible enemy for him, nonetheless he is fond of traveling places and meeting people. Osko is also very manipulative, realzing words are more powerful than any blaster could be. He is adept a making deals. He enjoys a drink and a game of pazaak (especially when the drunk patrons gamble) and despite his Rodian appearance, Osko has managed to bed some rather fine ladies of many species (much to his own bewilderment as well as anyone else's) which seems to indicate he's good at charming women (or getting them drunk enough to agree.)   [/indent]

[sub][color=maroon][b]Δ History[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Osko was born on Rodia to a prominent figure in the Chattza clan. From the day of his birth, there was no doubt Osko would do great things for the clan. Indeed, grooming to advance into a major leadership position begin when he was around 9 years old. It was also at this time that he began training as a combatant for the clan. Training was brutal and harsh, meant to carve warriors out of boys. When being expected to become a leader of a clan centered around battle and inner primitiveness, there isn't much room for a childhood. So Osko found solace in his fellow rodians being trained for the same things, his comrades in arms. They trained together, ate together, slept in the same room. They did everything together, they were all each other had.

Osko's initiation was the elimination of an enemy of the clan. He was to join a raid on an enemy clan's stronghold. He was 15 years old. The ride to the battle was heavy with anticipation, Osko can still clearly remember the feeling in his gut and the racing of his brain, adrenaline pumping through like some sort of super powered drug. He burst out of his craft and into the fray. He got his first kill that day and never turned back. Osko went on more missions over the years, being given more leadership positions and more responsibility. It was during this time that he developed a distaste for harming the unarmed. It was a shakedown of a well known and wealthy official, political influence type of mission. Osko's team breached the building and encountered the target and told him the stakes with guns pointed in his face and threats of violence. The man dropped to the floor and began to beg for his life.

It was all too easy and too pathetic, the groveling man practically crying and pissing his pants he was so scared. They completed the mission, but it had left a bad taste in his mouth. He never took another mission like that if he could help it. The years went by and Osko's position grew. But it was when he was 24, that he received an order he couldn't comply with. It was an order to kill his best friend. Raza Morko, his best friend and lover and fellow soldier of the clan. She had been with him since the beginning and he was convinced that this woman was the one he would spend the rest of his life with. Then he got this order. Osko couldn't believe it, Raza was a superb soldier, how could this be? But the one rule was you don't question orders. So he didn't. Instead, he helped the love of his life escape.

It was a tricky thing, as she had already gone into hiding. But once he had found her, he managed to buy a cheap ship and gave her cover as she fled the system. But he was now a traitor to the clan and he couldn't go back. Osko didn't go with Raza because she would be able to blend into the tide of traffic much easier as a lone traveler. So he went alone, in the opposite direction to throw them off. He was now alone, no love, no clan. He traveled the galaxy for years, doing odd jobs and trying to stay off the clan's radar. He tried to fill the void Raza had left with women and jobs and other distractions but he dreamed about her every night and longed for the day when he could see her again. But opportunities are what makes the galaxy go round or something like that and Osko is definitely ready to seize the day... [/indent]

[sub][color=Maroon][b]Δ Equipment[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]-Custom Aforementioned Armor
- Modified Precision Blaster Pistol
- A Light weight and custom made vibrosword.
- A few other odds and ends.[/indent]

[sub][color=maroon][b]Δ Skills[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]- Combat
- Bartering
- Pazaak
- Stealth
- Persuasion
- Blasters
- Vibroswords[/indent]

[sub][color=Maroon][b]Δ General Notes[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]TBD[/indent]