Background Information:

Born in a refugee camp on Duro before its destruction, Futch knows little of the Ryn tradition that is usually passed down from generation to generation. The only other Ryn hed ever known were his Mother and Father. The Ryn values and morals they tried to instill in him during his youth had never really stuck, and after leaving home at the tender age of thirteen he was submersed in a galaxy full of other cultures. Several years after leaving home Futch found himself on Coruscant. The Ryn have a natural affinity to be very intuitive, many believe that it has something to do with the Force, but the fact is most Ryn have no aptitude to the Force at all. Futch is actually a rare commodity among his species. His intuitions made him money as he performed on the street with small gambling games that he easily won, or prevented others from winning. Eventually rumor spread to the Jedi that there was a Jedi renegade using magic to steal money from innocent street gamblers. Shortly after the Jedis inspection of the so-called renegade Futch was asked to come with them to the Jedi Temple. The idea of living in a Temple compared to a box sounded rather intriguing, even though Futch had no idea what a Jedi was, he agreed to become one of them. For all he knew they could be some crazy suicide brainwashing cult, and frankly he didn't care as long as the food was good.  

Appearance: Ryns are somewhat uncommonly common throughout the galaxy. Their numbers are plentiful, but they are rarely seen, or rarely noticed anyway.They are a species shrouded in mystery. Some say that they're sorcerers and practices dark-magic, others think that they're phantoms that feed on living flesh. The rumors and superstitions regarding the Ryn are far flung and range a great many of things, none of which are very flattering.

In truth, the Ryn are a very passive people. Rather than bothering to rectify the false rumors that surround them they allow them to grow. If people are afraid of you, they tend to leave you alone; and that's exactly what the Ryn like.

Like most other Ryn, Futch has snow-white facial hair (Including the top of his head), and a thin, grayish, bristly fuzz that covers his entire body. He has a long white tail capable of grasping objects and in some extreme cases is capable of supporting his body weight (with great discomfort). Like most males of his species Futch has decided to grow thick white mustachios that are traditional of adult men. Ryns have a large beak-like nose with several perforated holes. When air is forced through them, a kind of melodic sound is produced; some Ryns can even play music (More like humming then playing though). 

Approximate Height: 160 lbs.

Approximate Weight: 6

Eye Colour: Hazel Iris (whites of eye are actually yellow)