STAR WARS: Contracts
Ex-Soldier with a code of honor and rather un-characteristic habit of swiping trinkets.
An Ex-Master Sergeant of the Rublic Clone Army, Conroy is a long way from home; both in distance and quality of company. The members of his platoon were the best; they were honorable men-real men. But… the Clone War, and the fall of the Republic are long gone. These days a half dressed, spiced-out-of-her-mind Twi’lek counted as a bunk-mate and a shady Rodian as a brother-in-arms. Times were tough. But if Conroy was anything, he was a man of strong principle and calculated leadership. And… well, he’d made his decision. The Shadow Broker finally acknowledged his messages after months of attempted contact; a job was ready. Now… to find a suitable crew.