Masks of Adas
Rodian mechanic of dubious character.
Wound Threshold: 12
Strain Threshold: 11
Doc Teetsba: Outlaw Tech
Role in the group: Mechanic with underworld contacts and a penchant for fiddling with droids. He’s nimble, both intellectually and physically, but has relatively low morals. He doesn’t mind getting into a firefight, but he’d rather appease his enemy with words, and then shoot them in the back. He’s a tinkerer and an inventor, and he’d rather be repairing or improving some tech than most anything else.
Key Skills: Mechanics, Perception
Secondary skills: Computers, Streetwise, Underworld, Education
Backstory: see below
Obligation: Bounty. Wanted for “scurilious co-habitation with a memory-wiped droid.”
Ambition: Love. The perfect partner must be created, not found.
Raised on a world famed for its trackers, Doc was a terrible hunter. Not because he lacked the necessary skills, but because he was so easily distracted. He preferred to disappear into the background, or even better, to be left alone to tinker with his toys. As a child, he was pressured into taking part in an upcoming hunting & feasting celebration. He repaired an old battle droid left over from the Clone Wars, reconfiguring its targeting and weapon systems. The droid not only personally wiped out all of the karstags loosed for the children to hunt, it severely injured one of the other Rodian children. Doc was never invited to take part again.
As an adult, Doc found some minor renown as a technician and proponent for droid rights. He was one of the few non-human instructors at the Imperial Academy on Coruscant until he became embroiled in a scandal involving several memory-wiped droids he had acquired through illegal means. The droids were confiscated and Doc’s own (human, Imperial) students managed to restore the droids’ memories. They had been programmed with very … biological motivations, in violation of Imperial moral standards, if not strictly in violation of Imperial laws. Doc’s name was besmirched and a warrant was issued for his arrest. Having seen Imperial justice firsthand, Doc was unwilling to turn himself in. He fled Coruscant and returned to the Outer Rim, where he had been born and raised. His warrant became a modest bounty, and he’s been on the run ever since.
Winding up on Tatooine, Doc entered the employ of Teemo the Hutt. Hoping he could lead a quiet life of mechanical repair and private droid experimentation, he found himself the subject of ridicule (if not overt bullying and abuse) at the hands of Teemo’s other scummy, villainous agents. Sick and tired of being sick and tired, he took the opportunity to accompany Fero Greet and Ja Kitran off-world, in search of other opportunities to conduct his research in peace.
He continues his pursuit of a dark and quiet workstation, preferring to ignore the humiliations of the past…
Doc was killed in an attempted kidnapping orchestrated by Cratala. His ashes were spread among the cirrifog clouds of Monor II.