Giborot Habat
Herdless
An Ithiorian without a cause
Name: Giborot 'Gibby' Habat
Age: 26
Race: Ithorian
Height: 7'4
Weight: Big boy
Homeworld: Felucia
Occupation: Mercenary-for-hire, warcrime enthusiast
Force Sensitive: Nope
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Description: Giborot is a massive beast of a thing, even for an Ithorian. He stands well above most of his peers, towering over the sea of humans he often finds himself stranded in. His skin is pale and leathery, with orange eyes on stalks as they are of all his species. He is missing two digits on his right arm, and the base of his neck-trunk is darkly colored with a tattoo of Black Sun's symbol. Many have described Giborot as 'smelling like a rotting tree' at best, and 'a bubbling swamp' at worst.
History: Born approximately twenty-six GSY ago, Giborot was the heir to the Habat herd of Felucia. The boy was raised as any high priest's son would be, well educated, doted over, and extensively tested. The Ithorian youth proved more than capable in the realm of leadership, his understanding of the ways of his people and his physical prowess quickly earning him the respect of his peers. Unfortunately for Giborot, he was not born sensitive to the whims of the Force, and upon his tenth birthday, it was announced that his younger sister, Shibet would be the new High Priest in his stead.
Infuriated, Giborot took to mischief and violence as a means of coping with what he perceived as his little sister's robbing of his destiny. Petty misdemeanors grew into outright crime as he sought respect and acceptance from the non-Ithorians of Felucia in lieu of his own people, and soon he had earned the ire of his father. The final straw came with Giborot's murder of another youth at one of the local cantinas, self-defense as Giborot and most of the witnesses claimed, but the herd's leader would have none of it.
With great sadness, Giborot was banished from his herd, forced to wander the stars as an outcast for his violent ways. Alone and destitute, the youth quickly fell in with Black Sun, proving himself as capable muscle. When Black Sun's power began to wane, Giborot used what influence he'd gained to purchase himself a proper mercenary's arsenal, and took to the stars, taking contracts from the highest bidder to fuel his growing spice addiction. Even now, he holds on to the faint hope of returning to his herd once more and proving that he can lead them far better than his sister, magic powers or not.