Born and raised on Corellia with the typical (or even more) suave manners and appearance but lacking the well known Corelliant pride, he always felt a certain jelousy for the more glamorous lifestyle of the true core worlds.
Coming rom a family of engineers Treskan grew up in a comfortable middle class home that, to him soon felt simple and unfashionably poor. And while he had some talent with engineering, he always lacked the dedication to pick up the more academic traits of the craft.
While Treskan was a clever guy, his plans and ambitions always maxed out at some short term goal or dream, with him more often then not ending up with several shemes to gather money, favors or both just to keep dealing with the problems his original plans created to get him a few moments of glory, a better glider, the heart of a girl etc. leaving him without a real place in life.
After obtaining a small freighter, his next ambitious plan with the goal to get him to a life of decadence somewhere on, or close to Coruscant. Yeah, that went well... Treskan started to use his skills and contacts to provide hard to come by (and sometimes less than legal) luxuries to high ranking imperials loathing their position in the rim. Soon he was caught in a self created web of favors, debts and cons, but he was gaining money and profile faster than he ever thought possible.
Treskans closest friend a that time, a rather atypical Drall named Derisp who preferred a life among the stars to a life of science acted as his second in command (of two...), navigator and economical advior (as in: he took as much money as he could to keep it out of Treskans hands so they could pay for bare necessities, interests and wares) always scolded Treskan for his dealings with the Empire. He kept out of sight for most of the deals (as he knew most Imperials would dislike dealing with an alien).
Tragedy came during one of those deals. Short version: Treskan was busy greasing some high profile contacts, forgetting an important business deadline (not a rare occurance by any means. Treskan always enjoyed that 'greasing' part of his business mor than the 'business' part) and Derisp was unable to hire a human middle-man on short notice, so he dared to make the deal himself. The Imperial guards who were told to meet with Treskan to be handed some important personal delivery for the Imperial goernor, so the dealt with the 'larcenous rodent' they found in the freighters cargo room on the spot.
With the law unwilling or unable to even acknowledge any fault of the guards and the event even discrediting Treskans reputation, Treskan discovered something new to him – a dedication, powered by rage and grief, that was more important than his dreams of a high life, that even transcended the immediate goal to bring down one Imperial governor – and that led him to burn through his money and through a long line of favors to get in contact with the Alliance to bring down the Empire once and for all (that done, surely his deeds would be enough to put him in the life he always longed for – and if not, surely his services would still be required)
