Basic Statistics
Name: Jalek Sathora
Age: 73
Origin: Taris
Current residence: Umbara

Familial Ties
Mother: N/A - never really knew her
Father: Kenth Sathora - resident dealer and gang member
Other relationship(s): Azrayl Ventus (employer)

Physical Characteristics
Height: 6’
Weight: 147 lbs
Species: Morellian
Eye color: Green
Hair color: Ginger
Skin color: Caucasian
Are you Force-sensitive? No.

Emotional and Mental Characteristics
Language(s): Basic
Positive Traits:
+ Despite what most like to think, Jalek is rather intelligent, especially when it comes to matters concerning technology in all its forms.
+ He’s a very quick thinker, something that’s become a necessity to his survival with all the trouble he gets himself into.
+ Being alive for seventy-three years gives one the opportunity to master any number of different skills, and for Jalek that meant slicing.

Negative Traits:
- Talks too much, too sarcastically, at not always opportune times.
- “Slow down” isn’t in his vocabulary, and he has a penchant of getting in over his head due to the fact that he doesn’t know when to back down from a challenge.
- Has a bit of a problem with authority.

History
Born on Taris, Jalek is what some would consider a rather textbook case of juvenile delinquency that carried on well into his adult years - though that has a different meaning for his species in comparison to Humans across the galaxy. Raised by a single father largely involved in gang activity, criminal dealings were considered the norm from very early on in his life, and he learned not to think twice about them - after all, his father’s dealing is what help put food on the table.

As he grew older he began getting involved in the gang himself by small increments, something his father didn’t necessarily outright encourage, nor did the man do anything to deter it. However, Jalek didn’t find his niche in trading spice, but rather in the technological aspects of the criminal underworld, particularly slicing. It was a skill viewed as rather novelty by the rest of the gang, and soon put to good use as he aged and their enterprises continued to expand.

Eventually he struck out on his own off-world, making his way across numerous planets in the Outer and Mid-rim either for jobs or simply for the sake of sightseeing and adventure. His work was mostly the freelance sort, doing this or that odd job for a gangster or, on rare occasions, a white-collar businessman who didn’t want to get their own hands dirty.

While not necessarily an extremely lucrative way of life, he more than gets by, and certainly makes more than his fair share of credits. Recently he’s been hired on by an Umbaran by the name of Azrayl Ventus, and the two are beginning a rather interesting working relationship.