You were born and raised in the small town of Tatooine, an Outer Rim planet located in a remote corner of the Galaxy. The city is located at the intersection of many galactic interdimensional routes and routes, so many traders use the Mos Eisley spaceport as a transit point. But at the same time, far from the watchful and watchful eyes of the Galactic Empire, Tatooine became a haven and refuge for all sorts of adventurers, smugglers, mercenaries, and bounty hunters. Therefore, although your life was calm for the most part, it was only because you were careful. You spent most of your time helping your father Mirkel, who has his own small business selling tools and spare parts for starships.

It was an ordinary day, you were pottering around in your father's workshop when you heard a noise outside. You went out to see what it was and saw your father talking to a red-haired man. He looked shabby, and behind him there was another group of people in similar clothes. It was clear from their clothes that they escaped from the Empire, and then you were convinced of this when you heard that their spaceship was broken and needed repairs.