Jad Lakbret
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Character Information
Player Ryan
Career Ace
Specialization Driver
Duty Support
Obligation Bounty
Rank Flight Officer
Species Duros
Height 5'9"
Weight 165lbs
Age 22
Hair Colour None
Skin Tone Blue
Homeworld Duros
Player Intro
Ryan Intro

Most often found wearing a flight suit and a grin, Jad’s appearance typically oozes “cocky fighter jock”. A standard-issue DH-17 blaster pistol hangs from his belt, along with a well-used set of macrobinoculars, and a small tool pouch.

Bio Edit

Jad is the older brother of Davic Oulat, but changed his name to Lakbret shortly after he started racing swoop bikes, having been told that, "nobody's going to sponsor a driver whose family name means 'Administrator'!"

The advice proved sound, and Jad quickly rose through the ranks of the Corellian sector's various underground swoop circuits, finally making enough of a name for himself to turn pro. The heavily customized bikes and big-money teams of the professional circuits proved more of a challenge for the brothers' home-built bikes, however, and Jad foundered until being signed by Shark Extreme Sports.

S.E.S. had the funding to field competitive equipment, and Jad wasted no time in taking advantage of it. The partnership promptly ended after a disagreement between Jad and the team's owners (see the Lakbret Swoop Incident below), though, sending the brothers off to join the Rebellion to escape both Imperial pressure against non-humans, as well as a bounty hunter (Jodo Kast) hired by their former employer.

In Episode 13 it is revealed that Jad attended the Flight Academy on Mon Cala, although not in the same class as Cass Waycoit.

In Episode 15, Jad is assigned to an X-Wing Squadron called the Tusken Maces. His call sign is Tusken 8. He is given an Astro-Mech named R2-G4, better known as Glich, and his wingmen are Tusken 2 (a Twi’lek named Negara Silaru), Tusken 5 (Sib Hakko), and Tusken 9.

In Episode 22, Davic is assigned to Cass's new Havok Squad. He is part of Bandit Squadron.

Background Info Edit

From the files of "Jodo Kast":

"***audio file begins***"

This bounty should be an easy gun, stun, and collect some. You shouldn’t have any problems on that end. Listen to this briefing though, you have so no goes and sensitive targets. Your target is Jad Oulat, a.k.a. Jad Lakbret. The contract is fulfilled, dead or alive. There is a 15% bonus if you drop him at the contractor’s feet in carbonite. The contractor is Haar’brt Dolo. We did the standard background, the credits are good, but this is where the sensitive target information was discovered.

Background is as follows. Lakbret and his brother are a couple of Duro swoop racers. His brother Davic, the engineer, and Lakbret the driver. I have attached encrypted files with bios on both. The brothers were struggling in swoop until they got picked up by a bigger outfit, Shark Extreme Sports. But, get this, it’s a division of Dolo Industries. I know, you’re thinking another of Till’s messes, right? Only sort of.

S.E.S. is head by Till’s nephew Yuur’gaan. One of the Dolo sons. He’s doing okay for himself, but he starts talking with his cousin, Haar’brt. There’s a name you should know. ***inaudible*** Anyways. These rich kids start comparing profit margins, and wouldn’t you know it, Haar’brt is making a killing. Eventually he lets his cousin in on the secret, he’s fixing races.

Anyways. You know about the imperial crackdown on swoop racers, right? I have attached a few news clips to jog your memory. Imperial BS about rebels and swoop. The important thing here is that the Imp presence has really heated the numbers on alien racers. There’s no bad alien drivers left on the circuit. So Lakbret’s long to lose. They fix a race, and then use a substitution rule to bring in a ringer. All by the numbers. Anyways, apparently Lakbret knows the sub, and refuses to take a dive. Not only does he qualify and place. The loca peedunky actually wins.

Should have been over right there, but one of the Dolo sons cuts the other Oulat brother a deal to sweep this thing under the rug. They end up on a passenger service we know to be a rebel smuggling front. The Dolo sons are walking away from this thing, but Haar’brt is pissed. The very next race he fixed, the racer punked out too. Can’t really run numbers if no one is afraid of you, am I right? Of course. The other racer is another contract. Haar’brt is on the war path. I suppose I can’t complain too much. That megalomaniac’s ego is our job security.

Oh, umm, ending transmission

"***audio file ends***"