"I never said I was a good man. Good men don't steal and kill. I'm just a man trying to get by." -Lim Hejin
Name- Lim Hejin
Homeworld- Corellia
Age- Twenty-five
Height- Six feet; one inch
Weight- One hundred ninety-nine pounds
Allegiance- Self
Vehicle(s)- R-41 Starchaser
Weapons-
- 2x modified Bryar pistols
- Vibro-knuckles
Personal History-
For most young men of the Republic, the option to 'Join the Army and see the galaxy' was a chance of a lifetime, and Lim was no exception. Enlisting at the age of sixteen, Hejin spent his training time and the first few years in the service rather calmly before being shipped out to the battles in the Stark Hyperspace War.
The battles were a time of change. Having met a few people outside the Republic in moments of peace, Lim committed the ultimate sin and went AWOL, departing the Republic forces as surely as if he had requested a discharge. Life on the outside of the army wasn't as harsh as it had been inside, but the items he'd come to take for granted were harder to find. Sinking down into the scum levels, Lim gathered a small following of friends and people loyal to the cause of humanity. Now, as a pirate and a smuggler, he takes what he can from the Republic and disperses it amongst the smaller colonies that are hard pressed to retain freedom and supplies to keep them going, even in the face of crushing ineptitude.
