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[i][indent][color=gray]There's something about the way Jarren Teeg struts through a room that makes people shove him into a box pretty quick. Everything from the way his red eyes glaze over everyone present to the pungent cologne he wouldn't be caught dead without, the duros has an appearance that people would call confident, or, if you talked to them after a couple of drinks, "really punchable". Despite appearances however, Jarren isn't a morally questionable politician, he's a [b]former[/b] morally questionable politician! One who was falsely accused of murder by an adversary and is now on the run, to be more specific. 

He wasn't always that way though. The young man grew up in the outskirts of a verdant planet living like most settlers did, tending to the animals and whatever problem of the day his lifestyle threw at him. He wasn't the strongest, nor even the smartest, but he learned early on that it didn't matter. If you phrased things right, then people who were actually those things worked for you. If you spent a little extra time, you could even have them walking out of the deal thinking you were the smart guy. But sweet-talking vendors into giving him a little extra just wasn't enough, and Jarren soon forcefully inserted himself into the world of politics to make that climb to the top. His ambition, while concerning, did have some good to it. He really did want to help out the little guy, it's just that he also wanted his fur boots in twelve different colors.

But politics is a dangerous game. And Jarren, who entered the ring with nothing but a sharp tongue and hungry pockets, crumbled under the temptation incredibly fast. He decided early on that there was no harm in looking the other way when it was someone else's head getting detached from their body, or that taking a bribe here and there never killed anyone. Directly. He made mistakes, lots and lots of enemies, and worst of all, realized that even after all this he was still one of the nicer ones. But the poor duros bit off more than he could chew one fateful day, leading to the murder of rival candidate Aleena Mos successfully pinned on him by another. With a growing mountain of people wanting to join the dog pile and the realization that he was growing more hated by the public by the second, Jarren fled the planet.

He now lives the life of a scoundrel, trailing off to wherever credits may be. It's not a perfect life, but honestly? With the way things used to be, it's actually safer sometimes. As long as he gets to strut around in nice clothing and get paid, then it's just as good as home. [/color][/indent][/i]
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