Idan Jensa
Idan Jensa
Title: Administrator
Race: Neimoidian
Sex: Male
Occupation: Extremely reputable. Mostly.
Profession: Trader
Homeworld: Neimoidia
Organization: Traders Union
Ship: Bottom Line
Logs
- Log:Hold What You Got
- Log:Traders Union: Debt Collection
- Log:BHG: War Song Shake Up
- Log:Civil Unrest in Darglum
- Log:Traders Union: Get the Goods
- Log:Traders Union: Run Away!
- Log:Wanted: Lord Follar
- Log:The Dark Places of Madness
- Log:Trader's Guild: Eye of The Squall
- Log:Traders Union: Hydian Hijinks
- Log:Traders Union: Shady Proposition
- Log:Traders Union: Ranat Race
- Log:A Two Second Tour
- Log:Traders Union: The Bottom Line
- Log:Traders Unite
- Log:Explorer's Guild: Kafrene Cultists
The First Beginning
Ah, the idyllic Neimoidian childhood of growing from a grub amid enforced scarcity, fear, competition, and starvation. Yeah, childhood on Neimoidia was rather terrible, and it left an effect on the boy: though he survived, early malnourishment left him shorter and skinnier than most of his species. He was cunning, true, but so were those around him. Family ties were distant, as is common, but they existed. To Idan, the sky and galaxy beyond his foggy little corner of the world represented endless possibilities of how life could be better: freedom, wealth, opportunity… everything that was better than tending underground fungus farms. While calling him empathetic is flat wrong, Idan did develop a curious tendency to punch up at the powerful, rather than exploit those weaker than himself (metaphorically, of course; if Idan threw a punch, he might break his hand).
He started at the very bottom. His people jealously guard their ranks and opportunities, and Idan realized as a teenager that he would have to make his own opportunities.
So he lied.
He lied his way into the governor's house as a servant, he stole a secretary’s datapad, he falsified documents, all to get himself out of the fields and into the business. He was found out, of course; come on, even a brilliant teenager wasn't going to successfully slice into the secure database of a conglomerate on his first attempt. But it got him noticed, and that was just as good. He caught the governor on a good day, and his efforts were seen as amusing; commendable, even.
The New Beginning
Idan has bravely struck out on his own*. (*: a rival orchestrated his expulsion from the conglomerate on Neimoidia; her accusations happened to be untrue, but Idan had to admire the maneuver. You live by the lie, you die by the lie) He fled to Hutt Space, where Idan promptly set about forming connections toward the object of dragging himself up the ladder of success. He started from nothing before, he would do it again, all he needed was to make the opportunity. A chance meeting with another stranded spacer sparked an idea, and shortly thereafter, the Traders Union was formed.