Call me HeadHunter, cause my friends and enemys calls me like this.
Well, here I am, let's say no one knows where I am from... as long as I remember, I'm an orphan. The first money I got, I did on a trader ship, some altruist guy gave me a job there, and taught me to fly. When I got enough money and flying skills, I bought my first light fighter, a Hawk. And then, I had a decision to make: Be a mercenary or be a pirate. I've choosen the first one. Now, I got a well armored Sabre and enough credits, but I often think on something I have inside me: What's my motivation? And that's the reason of my choice to join the Mandalorians, if you choose to accept me.