“Well,  first and  foremost  I want to  thank  the members of  the Rebel
Command  for considering  my  application  for  membership in  the  Rebel
Alliance. I, of course, understand your skepticism and caution. So I  will tell
you how it is I came to be before you today.
     As  you  have  already  noticed, I am only  half  human, a halfbreed, not
truly of any one race. I grew up on the planet Kentos, a small planet situated
in the shipping lanes. It has made its fortune as a stopover for those on their
way out towards the  rim planets. I  remember it  as a busy  place  filled with
ships, refuelling  stations, repair docks, cantinas and various trading  posts.  A
great place to earn a living working in one of the countless shops that dot its
busy streets, or meet fascinating people as they had their ships repaired  and
refuelled.  That is where my  mother  met Neztor, a  handsome Falleen on  his
way back to the core worlds.  He stayed a short time but they planned for her
to come with him to his home world.  So she did to give birth to her fist born
child.  A year later, still on Falleen she gave birth to a second son.  As her two
boys began to grow, they showed little signs of their father’s heritage and he
quickly   became disgusted  with  my   mother  and   her   two   weak   human
children.  He moved on  to other  more intriguing lovers and my mother fled
heartbroken back to Kentos two raise her two sons.
     Our lives were quiet for the most part  until I  decided that Kentos had
become   too  small  for  me  and  my  brother.   I  wanted  to  be more  than  a
shopkeeper  or  a  mechanic,  I  wanted to make my  mother proud for all that
she had done for us as children.   So  when my   brother  and  I reached  age  I
convinced him to join the Imperial Academy  with me.  At  the  time it was not
the corrupt institution it is now, merely a way for a young man to accomplish
something  worthwhile  in his  life.  My mother,  however,  was  not  wholly
in favor,  cautioning  us because of the  rummers  that  were rapidly
spreading of Palpitine’s  dislike  of  non-humans.    But  I  was  headstrong
and  not  to  be deterred.   After  all,  our  own  father  had  deserted  us
because  we  looked completely human save for the exotic bone structure of
our faces.
     My brother and I quickly made our way up through the ranks.  A life of
hard labor had made us very strong and agile, and I eventually made full Royal
Guard.    I had  my misgivings about serving so closely with Palpatine,  for his
many  atrocities were known to me.    But  one  thought  of the  pride  on my
mother’s face silenced all of my misgivings.   I had only served for less than a
year when my Falleen ancestry began to manifest itself.  I began to notice that
my skin would turn quite a warm orange tone whenever I let my feelings get
away from me.

After each episode  my skin would not  return to  its normal hue.  Instead it would get a little deeper in color, have a little more olive in its undertones.  This continued for some time until my superiors began to notice that it   was  no  longer  a  human  tone  at  all,   but  rather  it  had  become  a noticeable blue/green tone.      I  imagine  that it  was  either  Vader or Palpitine himself who gave the order.  Feeling that  an  alien  had  deceived  them  they  sent  assassins  to my  quarters late one night.  I was lucky that I had already had my suspicions and had been partially prepared.  My brother, however was not.  He was away on a mission at the time, but Palpatine’s black will knows no boundaries.  He did not escape as I did.  I failed to warn him in time, for this I will never forgive myself.      So this is  why I  have come to you.    I want  to  see  the demise of   the Empire,  to avenge  my  brother’s death.   I have heard of your  acceptance of aliens, even half-breeds like me.    I have since learned to  accept and control the Faleen aspects in myself.   And  I wear  the armor as a constant reminder of the death I led my brother to.