Name: Ibram
Faction: N/A
Occupation: Hospitality Curator
Species: Human Replica Droid
Sex: Installed
Height: 6' 4''
Build: Athlete
Eyes: Installed
Hair: Installed
Skin: I can't believe it's not skin!
Strengths:
+ Combat Wetware: For when people fight back when you try to remove them from your lawn.
+ Manners Software: For when people will get off your lawn, but you have to ask politely first.
+ Reinforced Hardware: For when people won't get off your lawn, so you have to make them.
Weaknesses:
- Our Electronics are Offline: We have been EMP'd!
- These Boots Were Made for Walkin': He's a droid. That makes him pretty damn heavy. No stealth here.
Appearance:
Outside his court-ordered armor, Ibram is a Human Replica Droid created to exacting specifications. He has been given the body of an athlete in the prime of his career, but the face of a man approaching middle age. This nod to vanity suits his job perfectly as the caretaker of a large estate on Dantooine. He is both head of security and house-sitter, and functions as the 'bodyguard' of the proprietor. They do not actually need one, but it pays to have a housekeeper you don't have to actually feed.
History:
He was ordered. He was built to specification. He was shipped - well, traveled himself - to his owner on Dantooine. Naturally, he's slotted well into the position he was created to fill, and finds it to be suitably entertaining given how large the estate actually is. Thankfully, no one has needed to be shot yet aside from the occasional predator getting onto the grounds - after all, no one wants wild beasts wandering their halls. That's just downright unsanitary.