Tristan Nassar
| Tristan Nassar | |
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| Biographical Information | |
| Race | Coruscanti |
| Homeworld | Coruscant |
| Mother | Valerie Duchamp |
| Father | Jonathan Baden Nassar |
| Spouse | None |
| Siblings | Unknown |
| Children | None |
| Born | Year -17 Day 188 |
| Physical Description | |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 1.9 meters |
| Coloring | Pale |
| Eye Color | Green |
| Political Information | |
| Affiliation | Blackwood Co. |
| Rank | Chief Executive Officer |
| Positions | Owner |
| Prior Affiliation | New Republic |
| Awards | Classified |
Contents
Biography
Early Years
Tristan hails from a noble family of Coruscant that had lost everything to his father's gambling addiction. He grew up in the most dangerous areas of Coruscant City and like most others there, he ended up in criminal circles, destined to end up dead in an alley some day. The young Tristan worked for a Rodian crimelord, doing all sorts of small tasks in exchange for some credits. At first, his tasks were relatively innocent: transporting packages, standing guard while others robbed a store,... But his tasks gradually became worse, and before the young man even completely realised where his life was headed, he was a Ryll dealer who supplied over fifty addicts every day.
He rarely went home and spent most of his days either wandering the streets or hanging out with his street gang. He was caught in a downward spiral, with few chances of ever escaping it. He began experimenting with his own Ryll products and soon became addicted, making him even more dependent on his boss. Although Tristan stayed clear of things like murder, he had built up a reputation of being ruthless and violent. He was no longer an errand boy, but an officer in the criminal hierarchy. Despite his lack of education, Tristan proved himself to be a clever man. In mere months, he expanded his Ryll business and controlled the Ryll traffic in nearly the entire district. He gathered a band of thugs around himself and kept all dealers working for him on a tight leash. Anyone holding back credits from him would later be found lying in an alley, beaten to within an inch of their lives. Sadly, the rising star of the underworld became more and more desperate for that new "kick" and his Ryll addiction often lead to outbursts of anger.
His Ryll empire kept growing and growing and it wasn't long before Tristan was just as influential and powerful, if not more, as his old boss. The Coruscanti often disobeyed his lord and went his own way, much to the dismay of the Rodian, who soon began to look for a way to get rid of his disobedient officer. One day, Tristan had a meeting planned with some of the dealers working for him. When he arrived at the abandoned warehouse however, he only found their corpses scattered across the floor. Thanks to his reflexes and some luck, he managed to jump behind cover before two assassins, who had been waiting for him, could shoot him. After a brief encounter, Nassar emerged as the victor. He didn't have to guess who had sent them and knew that he had to act fast. His revenge would be swift. Only a few hours later, he had rounded up his best fighters and they forced their way into the headquarters of the crimelord. The defenses were caught off-guard and offered little resistance. The Rodian was executed with a blaster bolt to the head.
This marked the rise to the top for Nassar, who took the Rodian's place and became a feared leader of the crime cartel. He had become more mature by now, and learned to control himself. He had grown the habit of leaving messages that rhymed, earning him the nickname of "The Poet". Eventually, most people even forgot his real name and simply knew him by his alias. Nothing lasts forever though, so it wasn't long before others rose to power in the district and attempted to overthrow Tristan, something in which they eventually succeeded when he was caught in an ambush and shot. He survived however, and was brought to the hospital by a stranger. He was kept in a coma for several months and by the time he awakened again, the district had changed beyond recognition. His cartel had been disbanded and split up amongst several new crimelords.
