Gar Dolo

He is typically seen with at least one of three things: a rifle over his shoulder, a tool belt about his hips, or a drink in his hands. His characteristic swagger and brash manners draw attention to these objects. His very stances shouts ‘Look at mah guuun,’ ‘I’m a dang mechanic!,’ or ‘y’all r too sober.’

Bio:
With a heart, hands, and hubris as big as all of Corellia he plows through life much the same way his family’s mining transports of planetoid debris plow through hyperspace lanes. Born into a family as it crossed the threshold from industrial tycoon to planetary plutocrat, his world view is somewhat skewed. While intelligent and capable, his brash manners and wealthy upbringing have insulated him against the ramifications of his actions. His stubborn streak makes him a loyal and prized ally, while simultaneously making him — at best — a rancor in a glass factory or — at worse — a liability.