Jip Swang

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Jip Swang
Biographical Information
Physical Description
Personal Information
Allies:

Dlarit Corporation

Chronology & Political Information
Era(s):

Dark Jedi Brotherhood Era

Affiliation:

Clan Naga Sadow

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Biography

Short, only about 5’ tall. Rather stout and a bit round in the mid section. Short black hair and big green eyes. Resembles a Human in the body build of two legs and two arms, but his face is more lizard like in appearance. Two round nostrils are located just off the center of his face and are so large they look like they take up a good 80% of his face. A small thin mouth rests just below his nose. He can’t open his mouth very wide so tends to stick with vegetables and leaves as his diet.

His story and rise to major has really been a fluke of all flukes, although he is good at his job. Many scoffed him through his years, but it only drove him to his political interests, he use to say he could use it to get even with those who were so uppity with him, should he ever get to be in a position of power. His family had nothing to do with the power system or really anything to do with Dlarit affairs, but his interests lead him into those small off limit areas. He was good at sneaking in, something people soon attributed to him being a good politician. However during one night he was caught red handed behind those protected and secured lines. He had gotten in trouble at first, but while sitting in that small interrogation room, being asked a million questions and threatened with legal tape and consequences, he managed to twist and turn the story so well that the one who found him took him under his wing and brought up under an apprenticeship.

About a year after being made an apprentice his master had been assassinated and rather then go through a long line of political votes and processes the higher counsel saw fit to appointment him as major. A shock to him to say the least, but it was an opportunity he couldn’t turn down. His year anniversary is coming up, to which is awaits his moment of pure satisfaction of getting back at all those who said he couldn’t do it.