<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/wtA1jSu.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Skara Taldso</span></strong><br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Background:</strong>Skara was born into bondage, under Voba the Hutt on Shalso, which as with many lives in the galaxy, had it's ups and downs, having shown early aptitude with technical systems as a child as she grew older she was spared _most_ of the attention of visitors, something not all slaves could boast. Still she despised her life, not only for the indignities she herself suffered, but for seeing what happened to the other slaves, people could be brought in relatively happy, relatively chipper and over time she could see them break, one by one by their station. Of course, she knew that an attempt at fleeing was suicide... Until one day the Empire came and Voba began to pack his things to leave the the system chaffing under the increased scrutiny.<br/><br/>The evacuation was chaotic and that provided her chance, a blip in the turret defences of his palace, a vessel she was working on that was fuelled and ready to go- half loaded- a momentary distraction for a guard force already overworked with preperations and she was off, a battered Ghtroc class 720 and a crew of slaves that barely knew what they were doing, as many as she could get onto the ship. There were moments of terror, but it seemed in the end that the net was slipped.<br/><br/>The Empire of course weren't quite as thrilling as she thought saviors might be, tense situations involving a lack of permits at various ports involving much of their stolen cargo being lost in bribes, harrassment of the aliens aboard their crew pushed them to the edge, and they saw far worse happening to others, slaves being moved by the Empire to forced labour camps. It was enough for Skara to start to despair, a galaxy of endless horror awaiting, till she caught sight of the noble rebellion and saught to make contact.