Family:
Deceased

Physical Description:
Strongly built man forged from years of intense military training. Body is covered in scars.

Professional History:
Race is a soldier of fortune taking jobs to make money. Freighting, transporting people and goods both above and below the radar. Despite his seeming lack of morals, he is a man of integrity. His word is his bond.

Background:
Race Soltair grew up in the colony of Xenzibarr on Grothis VII. His family was one of strict Imperial military background and Race did not escape the tradition. Race, unlike his two other brothers was a wild card. Constantly in trouble, Race found himself ever at odds with his family.

Starting at the age of seven, Race would often borrow land speeders from neighbors and sometimes other family members for joyrides. Despite his propensity for wild, dangerous high- speed runs and races, Race showed considerable natural ability. A skill-set he carried over to the small cargo ships he flew for his first jobs at the age of fifteen.

This attitude continued when Race was enlisted in Imperial service at the age of sixteen. Race continued to be a hellraiser throughout his time at the academy. His grades, skills and unstoppable drive to be better kept him out of a dishonorable expulsion. He graduated in a top percentile of his class, but without honors. A lesson in consequences.

Unfortunately, consequences seemed to be a large part of Soltair's life. His mother died in a traffic accident and the rest of his family were killed in the course of service. Race lost himself in his studies forsaking all contacts beyond the schooling.

At the age of eighteen, Race began training with the Imperial Navy. He started with military cargo transports and graduated to medical and finally troop ships. Despite his striking record, Soltair continued to be a hot-head and found himself locked in a variety of issues with his superiors. After ten years of service, facing charges and a possible court-martial, Soltair robbed Command of the ability by resigning.

Discarding his uniform, Race disappeared in the systems and reappeared some months later as a freighter pilot. Having won his own ship, the Burning Raven, in a game of chance, Race began to turn his life around. His ferocious attitude having a different effect out in the seedy world of freighters and smuggling. Race quickly built a reputation as a pilot, smuggler and gunfighter.

Personality:
Forged from discipline, anger and fate, Solitair is a laconic man. Race is practical and thinks through situations carefully. He keeps any ties with individuals strictly business, shedding any kind of personal attachment. Despite a rough and tumble demeanor, he has occasional bouts of compassion. Slivers of the man he was shining through the man he is today. These occurances are rare and far between.

Form of Dress:
Practical and rugged. Suited for terrain and fighting. He still wears his Imperial issue black combat boots, gray military pants, a black shirt with a gray vest. He wears a black leather duster and gunbelt.

Abilities and Skills:
Piloting speeders and ships, mechanical repairs, gunslinging and gambling.

Weapons:
Modified Merr-Sonn Power 5, Modified Scout Trooper Blaster Pistol, Vibro-Knife

Ship:
Burning Raven - Heavily modified HWK-290 light freighter