Mister Tuun.
Age - 30-40 -ish -possibly.
Plaak Tuun, or ‘Mister Tuun’ as the others know him, is a Kel-Dor martial scout. He has carved himself a somewhat-modestly profitable niche on Trandosha, where he runs a hunting and weapons emporium, supplying safari parties with equipment and arms. Rumour has it that he’s an exchange student, and that there is a Trandoshan with a weapons emporium on Tuun’s home world of Dorin
Tuun favours weapons with a dramatic kick, loud noise, and horrible consequences. He has occasionally dated female Kel-Dor that have the same qualities!
His shop is small and dimly lit and dusty. –No-one has yet discovered why he left Dorin for Trandosha, although he claims that he ‘came here for the waters.’ When the locals pointed out that Trandosha was a desert, Tunn merely replied that he was misinformed.
Tuun once said, “I’d like you to think I manhandled a romantic, it’s the killer in me…..!”
Every time the others visit him, his shop gets trashed. Tuun dreams of running a bar, -there’d be fewer bust-ups for a start. His assistant in the shop is called Neela. She’s a not-so shy Rodian girl of about fifteen. She was once offered a speaking part in a third-rate comedy-drama.
Tuun likes to quote that, “Trandosha is dry, Trandosha is dusty, and Trandosha was full of Trandoshans.” – So not that different to Dorin, really!