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I'm surprised you didn't say anything about the bat-nipples.
I hope bat-jawa has bat-jawa-nipples.

History: Ori and his brother Lanth, were born into violence. Their father, a respected Morellian Mandalorian, and their mother, a cunning Nagai smuggler. It was inevitable their sons would reveal to be natural advocates of chaos. When they were young, they lived with their mother, and since their father was a traveling mercenary, the sight of him was, of course, rare. But even though his visits were few and far between, he never abandoned his family.
When they were very young, their mother could sense that her children were blessed with a great power. And though she herself could not train them, she always encouraged them to embrace their abilities, and attempt to hone them however they could.
Ori and Lanth would Stowe away on their fathers ship as often as they could. Surprising their father with support and backup on various missions. This became routine, and eventually, their father would invite them to join him on short missions, where he would introduce them to his partners, colleagues, and friends (fellow Mandalorian brothers).
After their mother passed, Jet'o, a friend of their father's, informed the brothers that their father had gone missing, and asked for their help in finding him. The two agreed, and together with the help of Jet'o and his team of mercenaries they searched the galaxy for years tracking down every lead they could find. After many years of searching Jet'o reluctantly presumed his friend to be dead. Killed in action. A fate terribly common among their people. Ori and Lanth, however, never ceased to believe their father is still out there, somewhere in the galaxy. The two hold hope they will see him again someday. Recognizing him in a crowded cantina, or running into each other while chasing down the same bounty.
Sensing the boys lacked a home, or any kind of purpose, Jet'o offered Ori and Lanth a spot on his team. A chance to be brothers in arms with fearless Mandalorian mercenaries. They eagerly agreed. For just about a decade the two traversed the galaxy as guns for hire, learning more about their Mandalorian culture along the way, and even though they never lived with a true clan, or went through the proper induction rituals and rites of passage, Ori, Lanth, Jet'o and the many other Mandalorians they've met in their years, came to call them vod.
Recently, Ori felt the need to branch out from the team. To go on a pilgrimage of independence. Lanth thought this was a great idea and convinced him to make it a reality. Greatful for his support, Ori asked Lanth to join him on his pilgrimage, and Lanth happily agreed. To show his blessing, Jet'o offered to sell them an old ship of his and pointed them in the direction of a possible job.

Now, some time later, Ori and Lanth work as bounty hunters. Taking every job they can find and searching for their father in between missions, while they try to harness, master, and unlock the secrets of their abilities.

Nice - very nice!