Homeworld – [b]Nar Shadaa
A Hutt world, Karvals’ parents were ambassadors to the Hutts. He was born and raised amongst a small enclave on the planet. The Mandolorean codes of honour and valour were instilled into him from a young age along with the martial aspects of the race. But living on a den of iniquity where lives are bought and sold made Karval come into conflict with the Alien authorities.
The Reason for your class
By the time he was a young teen he acted as honour guard for his parents on visits and Ambassadorial duties. Often to show their pride in their youngest child they had him fight gladiatorial duels with other creatures, peoples. This the Hutts found endlessly amusing, they would often bet large sums on the outcome. Although never within sight of the youngster, for his pride could demand retribution.
However, during one such contest an assassin set-up by the Hutt organizer tried to kill Karvals mother. He spotted the killer, first as the others watched him fight. Karval turned from the fight and saved his mother warning the rest of the retinue of the betrayal. They managed to escape but Karval suffered a long back-wound from the fight.
From then on Karval acted as body-guard to his parents and entered the arena when required. Of course like any young person he left the compound and tried to make his own way in the world.
The piercing eyes, through a swath of dark hair, drill into the skull. One blue, the other green bob as the figure moves quickly towards the viewer. They’re eyes of a gunfighter or a professional warrior, looking everywhere, constantly moving so as not to loose any advantage. The heavily muscled body moves with the sinuous grace of a dancer as he draws his weapon. Shoulder length golden hair, and a warm golden skin-tone. Karval is clean shaven, requiring little upkeep of regularity with the razor despite it being drilled into him. His is a melodious voice capable of harsh commands; reciting the soft eulogies to fallen comrades or sweet poetry to a paramour. Karvals features are not delicate but the solidity of them lends a reassurance.
The enclave had an old weapons master he taught the young Mandolorean the use of weapons in the hope that he would be able to Honour his parents tradition. The training was tough in the weapons halls, but not as tough as the streets. Whilst the others from the enclave rarely went too far amongst the general populace Karval knew doing that was hiding from the problems of the planet. He traversed the lower city, the dens of vice, the streets and alleys there he learnt the brawling techniques that his master would never teach him, but were essential for survival on a battlefield.
Motivations (What are you character’s goals and what motivates them to do stuff, anything)
The pride of his people are a strong motivator, he wishes to prove that nobility and tradition are important to the Empire. His code of honour drives him forward to learn, improve, help the people in need and trouble.
And finally why you are joining this faction?
He sees the Empire as a stabilising force in the galaxy, fearing that were it to fall what would replace it would be worse, lawless. Thus all the planets would be so independent that they become like his home planet.