[WIP] Veraktere

[EnderM5]

Veraktere's eyes popped open with shock, his pupils first dilating, and then quickly shrinking to miniscule size as his brain struggled to process the sudden light. His vision was still fuzzy. He frowned and squinted, trying to remember where he was. He was lying on a soft bed, surrounded by bustling people wearing the white of doctors and nurses. A machine beside him was beeping steadily. And then the pain started. He tried to screech, but his throat was too sore to even whisper. Nonetheless, a guttural yell came out, his feathers on top of his head turning red as he moved his hands reflexively to the right side of his face, where the pain emanated. He thrashed in bed, still screeching as one of the doctors yelled to his colleagues to "Hold him down!" Veraktere felt a tiny prick in his neck, and then the world slowly faded back into black... ​

Veraktere *Placeholder*​
Hutt Cartel *RANK PLACEHOLDER* SPECIES Fosh ALIAS(ES) N/A NICKNAMES Verak BUILD Light ​	FORCE SENSITIVE Negative STRENGTH ▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌ DEXTERITY ▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌ CONSTITUTION ▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌ INTELLIGENCE ▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌ WISDOM ▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌ CHARISMA ▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌ ​	Born: Sullust Age: 34 GENDER Male FEATHER COLOR Grayish-Purple EYE COLOR Red HEIGHT 1.3 meters ​

History Not much is known about Veraktere's childhood life. All that is known about him is that he was born on Sullust to immigrant Fosh miners. They were both killed in a mining accident, and he entered foster care. As a teenager, Veraktere was rather unremarkable, other than his natural athleticism and speed. At his local school, Veraktere ran competitively, and won a good portion of the time. He also participated in gymnastics. In his 18th year, he bought himself a ticket off-world, and enlisted in the Imperial Armed Forces as a security officer on Anaxes itself. He met another Fosh there, Syreena, and had a child on that planet. They had a happy life, and Veraktere was content with his lot in life. He was now about 25 years old. Sadly, this was not to be. Veraktere decided to swing by the library on Anaxes in a police cruiser, planning to pick up his family, bring them to the police headquarters, drop off the cruiser, and take them out to dinner, as well as show his son the inside of a security vehicle. Then, tragedy struck. A fanatical splinter faction of Rebels chose that day to stage one of their "demonstrations." As Veraktere was hovering down one of the streets on his way to Security HQ, a man ran out in front of the vehicle. Veraktere slammed the brakes, planning to get out and tell the man off, saving his life in the process. As he stepped out of the speeder, a missile flew from the window of a nearby building and hit the vehicle, causing a gigantic explosion which knocked Veraktere out and scarred him on the right side of his face, as well as killed his much-loved wife and children. Veraktere was rushed to the hospital, where medical officials managed to save his life, with no lasting physical effects. However, the psychological experience was much more trying. Veraktere lost his faith in the New Sith Imperium, and despised the Rebels even more now. He now effectively hated everyone. He became addicted to painkillers and drugs, and turned to a life of crime to fuel his addiction. Along the way, he caught the eye of a man in the Hutt Cartel, Emile Mattherson, and was recruited into the organization.

Personality and Strengths/Weaknesses Veraktere is sadistic, and seems to hate most people right from the get-go. He has no problem with killing, although he prefers not to, similar to other members of his race. He is self-serving and bigoted, only interested in his own personal vendetta against the Rebellion. Any Rebels he comes across are brutally beaten before being shot.