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Poro Bah
| Force Sensitive: | No |
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| Faction: | The Five Syndicates, Hutt Cartel |
| Weight: | 165 lbs. |
| Height: | 6'2" |
| Age: | 17 Years |
| Name: | Poro Bah |
Poro Bah was a Ualaq Aqualish born on the ancestral homeworld of Ando. Poro Bah’s family immigrated to Nar Shaddaa as refugees during a civil war on their home planet that disrupted the food supply. Arriving at Nar Shaddaa, Poro Bah’s parents were forced to work in a factory owned by the Hutt Farbudha who employed droids as emotionless taskmasters. Watching his parents return home every night after their sixteen hour shifts, Poro swore to never engage in physical labor and would rather die than sell his body as a labourer.
Unfortunately for poor Poro, the Nar Shaddaa education system was abysmal. Possessing nothing other than his own two hands and the strength of his back, Poro’s options were severely limited to following his parents' footsteps into the factory or working for the Hutts in other less savory forms of employment. Luckily for the Aqualish youth, Poro had a predisposition to violence as he discovered one day when being pushed around by a pair of bullies in the rundown warehouse that the neighborhood called a school. A rather strong back and large hands too, as the bullies found out after Poro beat them half to death.
Deciding that school was a waste of his time, Poro stopped going, instead spending his time hanging around with the neighborhood toughs, doing odd jobs for a local fixer and running spice deliveries for the dealer next door. Catching the attention of the Hutt Cartel, Poro was eventually pressed into the service of the Hutts. Even as a low level scoundrel he made more credits in a week than his parents had done in months of literal backbreaking labor, which only served to increase his contempt for them and their situation.
With the outbreak of AMS on the lower levels of Nar Shaddaa, Poro was thankful for his position in the Hutt Cartel, pulled from the gutters to help protect his bosses while the neighborhood tore itself apart. Leaving his broken father and desperate mother behind to be consumed by the ever growing horde, Poro didn’t look back, except to snap a blaster bolt into the horde as the gang’s speeder sped away to safety.
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