Salaza
Maleficar
NAME: Dillon Trask
FACTION: Hutt Cartel
RANK: Assassin/Mercenary; scoundrel
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 38
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6’ 2”
WEIGHT: 200 Ilbs
EYES: Left Eye: Green; Right Eye: Cybernetic Red
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Expert Marksman
Skilled hand-to-hand combat
Arrogant Disposition
Tendency to Drink
Disregard for other’s lives
APPEARANCE:
Trask always sports his cybernetic eyepatch while in public. Aside from that when not on duty he will wear casual clothing, while keeping a small pistol or some type of weapon on his person. When on an assignment he will wear armor along with enough extra ammunition to last in a firefight.
BIOGRAPHY:
Dillon never knew his parents. He was left at an orphanage on Alderaan when he was only three months old. A letter left with him and only given his name and how he could no longer be cared for by whoever his parents were. Form there Dillon grew up among orphans, though he had come to think of them as “the unwanted”. He’d grown up bitter and arrogant, always thinking he wasn’t meant for anything. It was only thanks to the few times he’d seen advertisements on joining the military and building a better future from it that he decided to join.
Originally Dillon Trask had been a military man. While he was not born in their space he served under the Mandalorian forces when he was of age. Dillon had always said if he had to serve he would serve with the best there was. It had taken time but the hardships and training that Dillon went through allowed him to become a skilled fighter and marksman.
Eventually after graduating from basics Dillon was made part of a small hit-squad of Mando forces trained in covert operations. This had made Dillon accurate skills all the more useful as he was ordered to assassinate one man after another. Eventually, however, enough killing could take its strains on a man. The emotional scaring went deep for Dillon, even following him once he was relieved of duty after fulfilling his tour.
With no real home Dillon had settled in the less then extravagant parts of Courascant, where he spent half of his time drinking and fornicating his spending away. It was all he could do to try and take the horrible memories out of his head, even if they never really helped. However his almost self-destructive deeds would come to haunt him.
One of his nights with company ended in him getting too rough with a chiss girl. She reported this to her employer who decided he and his gang would teach Trask how to “respect other’s property”. They found him and beat him, Trask managing to fight back a little but not able to fight them off. In the process one of the thugs had taken a sharp blade to his right eye, the one he always used to aim with, and blind it permanently. It was only thanks to an unexpected arrival and intervention that Dillon was saved.
A rival gang lead by Sempra the Hutt had driven off the others, killing some in the process. They brought him back to their leader who, upon learning of his talents, offered Dillon a job that would better suit his “needs”. Hesitant at first Dillon eventually agreed, feeling he was meant for causing death at this point. Once the offer was accepted Sempra rewarded him by having a specialized eyepatch given to Trask that would allow him to see; though the patch’s main intent was to help him better aim.
Now employed by a Hutt, which for him means money and power, Dillon Trask act’s as Sempra’s personal hitman and guard.
SHIP:
N/A
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
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