*The HOLO glows to life. You see a middle-aged man, somewhere in his thirties. He smiles a bit coldly, his dark eyes seeming to actually see and gauge you even though you are seeing a recording.*

*The man raises a brow and nods slightly.* My name is, now, Stefan Vincent. I have worn many names and many identities in my very, long 302 years of life. I have lived thru universal crisis, Empire's rising and falling. But my most endearing quality, at least I consider it so, is that I am a Chameloid. This means I can change my appearance, mold my features, morph part or all of my body. I find this ability to be very useful..... *the HOLO darkens for a minute. When it lightens once more a different man is seen.*

*This man's face, what can be seen of it, has a slight self-satisfied look to it. His eyes sober and he continues talking as if nothing has changed.*

I can even do feats such as harden my outer skin to be so tough as to withstand a blaster shot at point blank range. The only drawback is that my skin tends to change color slightly when I morph.

*the image of a planet fades in as the face fades from the screen. It rotates showing you the entire planet.*

*The voice is heard. It is very neutral, very level.* I am from the planet Siolari in the Outer Regions. My people are generally a peaceful, complacent, and completely interdependant race. I craved more than endless philosophical debate and the rest. I was declared a "Ho'kch'Bo", an outsider, and exiled from my world. I left my world and wandered the Universe, alone. But after three centuries I like being on my own..... *the voice lightens* ...at least I did.

*The image of the planet fades to once again show the man, all business once more.*

I have done many things...some I'm proud of, some I'm not. I have been a businessman, soldier, smuggler, spy, bounty hunter, and my favorite - an assassin.

One of my most favorite experiences was working for the Old Empire. Those were exciting times. I was one of Emperor Palpatine's personal agents. I wandered around the galaxy doing those jobs that needed that "special touch". It was during this time that I met and interacted with the most diverse and unique group of people it has ever been my priviledge to be associated with. People like Grand Moff Tarkin, Grand Admiral Gomez, Lord Vader, Melynda Taylor, Devez Galor, and others.

After the Emperor's death I allied myself to a faction of the Old Empire run by Rear Admiral Richards....until he died. Then I went underground until a pair of female assasin's, twins, caught my attention. I recognized one of these ladies, Melynda Taylor, from my time with the Empire even though she did not recognize me at first. We talked and I readily agreed to join them, pooling our talents and resources.

Thus the Black Widow's Guild was born. A very secretive, prosperous league of Assassins and Hunters. *His cold face hardens more.* But that is over.

*His mood lightens and he even smiles abit.* Recently Melynda has agreed to be my partner in life, much to my delight. So we are now more or less retired and crisscross the galaxy as adventure-hounds.

*The figure looks out of the range of the HOLO and nods curtly. When he returns his attention to the screen his face is hard again, much harder than it has been. It also resembles the way he first appreared on the screen.*

You will excuse me.....business calls.