When the ship slammed into the atmosphere and burst into flames, Kolores Yago was convinced this would be his final ride. As the craft hurtled towards the planet's surface, alarms blaring, Kolores Yago readied himself for death. The ejection controls were fried and pulled on the stick trying to soften the angle is decent, but it was no use. Crash ... explosion … darkness … this is all Kolores Yago remembered. When he again awoke he was in a med-center at the planet's capital. He knew there was something wrong, how much it burned to breath. Twelve surgeries later and he was more machine than man. But his mind still knew how to hunt, so when he was ready he took up blaster and returned to his trader. Hunting the runners, finding to quarry, returning the bounties. With so much taken from his body, it was only the hunt that fulfilled him any more, and he was always starving.

Head I picked up in a trade made by a guy names Ryan Lunt. The torso and arms are Fortnite Triggerfish. The pelvis and legs are Fortnite A.I.M. The jetpack is Fortnite. The holster is Marauder Gunrunners and the pistol is SW Yavin Ceremony Luke Skywalker. The rifle is SW Galactic Adventures Jumptrooper.