Grassias Dala
Character
Grassias Dala
NAME: Grassis Dala
FACTION: GA
RANK: Senator
SPECIES: Human
AGE: Late 50's
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6 Feet
WEIGHT: 160 pounds
EYES: Dark Brown
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKIN: Tan
FORCE SENSITIVE: N/A
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Seasoned Administrator: Having managed his family's factory for over 2 decades, he knows the finances and the makings of a company very well.
Unaffiliated: Being newly elected into his first senate term, he is unaffiliated with any parties leading him to be a wild card in votes.
Not A Soldier: While his planet is the maker of many armors, arms, and battledroids, he wouldn't be much use in a fight himself.
Holds A Grudge: While more than willing to work towards the greater good of the galaxy, he tends to be spiteful towards those who betray him with their vote at the last minute.
Clothes Make The Man: The Senator wears his clothes with pride. If someone were the ruin them, they definitely would feel the pain directly after.
APPEARANCE:
Grassias is a normal human being that perhaps looks a little younger than his real age due to aging treatments. He usually walks with a cane to show off his status as one of Balmorra's major VIPs. Otherwise, he dresses in bright colors to put himself apart from any of the other senators.
BIOGRAPHY:
Grassias was born to wealthy parents who owned their own weapons plant on Balmorra. His childhood was much like any other rich kids with private tutors and parties with little experience in how the real world works. He did get one grisly image of it though. He had managed to escape his tutor one day and scramble onto the catwalks of his native factory to see the laborers, their clothes torn and their hands as black as soot, scrambling to get their work done on the assembly line. One worker however wasn't paying attention before a giant press smashed his arm into a big bloody chunk of meat. The man still hears the screaming in his sleep at times...
After growing up and becoming the sole owner of his family's factory, he immediately sold his share in the favor of entering public service, doing things like mediating contract disputes for workers as a Union representative and eventually earning the hard-pressed commoners' trust. This trust would eventually get him elected as the planetary governor and what he is today, a member of the senate. All he can hope is that he can balance the sides that will pull at him for favors in his new spot in the limelight.
SHIP:
N/A
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
NAME: Grassis Dala
FACTION: GA
RANK: Senator
SPECIES: Human
AGE: Late 50's
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6 Feet
WEIGHT: 160 pounds
EYES: Dark Brown
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKIN: Tan
FORCE SENSITIVE: N/A
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Seasoned Administrator: Having managed his family's factory for over 2 decades, he knows the finances and the makings of a company very well.
Unaffiliated: Being newly elected into his first senate term, he is unaffiliated with any parties leading him to be a wild card in votes.
Not A Soldier: While his planet is the maker of many armors, arms, and battledroids, he wouldn't be much use in a fight himself.
Holds A Grudge: While more than willing to work towards the greater good of the galaxy, he tends to be spiteful towards those who betray him with their vote at the last minute.
Clothes Make The Man: The Senator wears his clothes with pride. If someone were the ruin them, they definitely would feel the pain directly after.
APPEARANCE:
Grassias is a normal human being that perhaps looks a little younger than his real age due to aging treatments. He usually walks with a cane to show off his status as one of Balmorra's major VIPs. Otherwise, he dresses in bright colors to put himself apart from any of the other senators.
BIOGRAPHY:
Grassias was born to wealthy parents who owned their own weapons plant on Balmorra. His childhood was much like any other rich kids with private tutors and parties with little experience in how the real world works. He did get one grisly image of it though. He had managed to escape his tutor one day and scramble onto the catwalks of his native factory to see the laborers, their clothes torn and their hands as black as soot, scrambling to get their work done on the assembly line. One worker however wasn't paying attention before a giant press smashed his arm into a big bloody chunk of meat. The man still hears the screaming in his sleep at times...
After growing up and becoming the sole owner of his family's factory, he immediately sold his share in the favor of entering public service, doing things like mediating contract disputes for workers as a Union representative and eventually earning the hard-pressed commoners' trust. This trust would eventually get him elected as the planetary governor and what he is today, a member of the senate. All he can hope is that he can balance the sides that will pull at him for favors in his new spot in the limelight.
SHIP:
N/A
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A