Brodi Gunstar

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Brodi Gunstar
Biographical Information
Homeworld:	Lira San Dathomir Godless Matron
Date of Birth:	TBD
Date of Death:	TBD (Resurrected)
Physical Description
Species:	Lasat
Gender:	Male
Hair:	White
Eyes:	Grey
Personal Information
Allies:	Mother Tuzul Styx (Raven)
Weapon(s):	Grim (Reynolds DE-21 Slugthrower Pistol) Reaper (Reynolds DE-21 Slugthrower Pistol) Pair of Nightsister Daggers
Fighting Style(s):	Shadow Step
Chronology & Political Information
Profession:	Bounty Hunter Gunslinger Proprietor of the Grave Mistake Cantina
Personal Ship:	Apparition
Dossier:	4224
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Cunning and callous, the Specter known as The Soul Harvester, is a Lasat Bounty Hunter that serves his inner darkness and greed; unquestionably loyal to self-preservation and willing to do anything to amass wealth and renown. He makes his home on the Godless Matron when not aboard his Oubliette Prison Ship, fittingly referred to as Apparition. Along with his faithful companion, a Raven called Styx, he is the proprietor of the Grave Mistake Cantina, conveniently placed in Murder Alley to provide sustenance and entertainment to those with darker intents and purposes. Contracted by the Inquisitors after his resurrection, he hunts down Jedi, fueled with veracity and energized by the fires of revenge.

Chronicles Of The Soul Harvester

First Life

Venomous

Born on Lira San, Brodi Gunstar was a runt of the litter when compared to his brothers. In comparison, he was scrawny and frail, yet to Human eyes, he was still an imposing figure.

However, to compensate for his lack of mass and muscle, with Brodi, the Force had other plans. Mentally sharp and cunning, when competing with his siblings, they always seemed to be outclassed. Able to manipulate them, he didn't need size of his own when he could simply trick them into sabotaging their own goals.

Often they were putty in his hands, strong-willed and confident, yet desperate to please and impulsive. Those impulses would work in Brodi's favor throughout his adolescent life. Jealousy, like a cancer grew within his brothers until one day, their impulses would create ripples that would forever shape their little brother's destiny.

In a fit of rage, Brodi's older brothers would ambush him from the dark, beating him within an inch of his life. But that wasn't enough, they would load his lifeless body onto a shuttle, an ancient relic that some of the elders worshiped as a chariot of the gods, and jettisoned it into the nebula that surrounded and hid their planet from the rest of the galaxy.