Jason Chenoweth

Fell. Broken. Listless. Born into a dismal and degenerate existence. Taken as a youth from my home world in the Covryn system, I was forced to work in the droid regions with a mining operation. We had no food. We had no warmth. We were fed only boosters and enough nourishment to keep the job going. The illegal operation was raided by concord and a special operation group known as the EntroPraetorians. During the encounter I was seriously wounded losing function of my left eye. Free of my chains I stowed away on a police transport and landed at the Federation academy. I had no vision, no goal except to take back my serenity, my home. I vowed to travel to the droid regions, and take what was forced on me as my rightful claim. This galaxy is full of wonder and amazement, but oh so much dispair. I wish to bring peace and honor to those that have long since had none.