Intelligence Profile: Vulfbad

[Marnok]

Name: Vulfbad
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Species: Human (Many cybernetic enhancements)
Origin: Balmorra
Complexion: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Varied due to cybernetics
Hair Color: Black
Height: 6″7
Weight:
Physical Health: Excellent (Though dependent on cybernetics)
Mental Health: Excellent

Biography: Ever since he was a young boy, Vulfbad has had an odd obsession with technology. Whether it was a simple blaster pistol or even a war droid, he has stripped it down to see what made it tick (often times getting into trouble with the owners of said items). It was not long until he’d end up making a big mistake due to his obsession. At one point in his teenage years, Vulfbad came across a unconscious, wounded Jedi Padawan on one of his patrols for scrap. Rather than help the Padawan, it was more like he helped himself to the lightsaber she carried. That moment was perhaps the happiest he’d ever been to collect such an exclusive piece of technology. He didn’t even consider taking the Padawan with him as he was getting ready to ride off, expecting one of her allies to retrieve her soon. What he didn’t count on however, was her succumbing to her wounds just as a Republic scout came across them, immediately assuming Vulfbad to be the most likely culprit. Rather than try to explain the situation, Vulfbad was more paranoid over the thought that the scout was planning to take away his brand new toy without him ever getting the chance to see what makes them such great weapons for the Force-wielders of the galaxy. He actually fired up his speeder and attempted to shoot the scout as he made his escape, away from the scene. It was not long before Vulfbad’s face was up on bounty boards across the nearest cities, severely limiting his movement range. Even later, his home had been tracked down and searched until they found Vulfbad occupied with trying to pick apart the stolen lightsaber. What the men sent to apprehend Vulfbad didn’t know however was that in his paranoia, Vulfbad had placed a series of bombs around his home, set to go off with a click of a switch, which he threatened them with until he could escape out of a secret exit he’d made for just such an occasion. It was the most heart-wrenching moment in his life to blow up his home/workshop apart in order to leave no trails for the Republic to follow him later…But at least he found out how effective his hand-crafted explosives turned out… Although frustrated that he couldn’t find a way to carry many of his belongings, he’d managed to at least get a few essentials before begrudgingly fleeing the planet through a cargo ship with low security. Soon he was travelling to new worlds, filled with their own unique technologies, yet it could not make him forget all he’d lost on his home planet. And so he carries a heavy grudge against the Republic for his self-imposed exile from Balmorra, never risking the chance of being caught as soon as he sets one foot on the world. These days, he seems to be getting more and more concerned with his ever shortening lifespan, knowing that he’d never be able to learn about all the technological marvels of the galaxy, and so had begun his project of everlasting life inside the interior of a cold robotic shell, with a few prototypes already completed by replacing some of his insides with mechanical parts. He has recently joined up with a group who he believes can help him reach his goals faster than he could alone. In what ways that can happen seems to be known only to Vulfbad himself however…

Fun Facts: He is not a big fan of the outdoors, preferring a much more sterile environment. Has the unnerving habit of staring down people who have technology that catches his eye. May absentmindedly fiddle with his hands as if he is dissecting something if he isn’t very into a conversation (or is just bored) it seems.

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