A charismatic and rugged human male standing in a dimly lit cantina on the fringes of the galaxy. Savor Kibbs has sharp, calculating green eyes and a confident smirk, framed by short, slightly unkempt brown hair with a few streaks of gray. He wears a well-worn leather jacket over a dark shirt, with a utility belt and a holstered blaster on his hip. His gloves are fingerless, revealing hands scarred from countless brawls and adventures. A faint tattoo of an obscure smuggler's guild crest peeks out from the collar of his shirt. The background shows a smoky cantina, with silhouettes of other patrons and droids blending into the shadows. The lighting casts an amber glow on Savor, emphasizing his aura of danger and charm.
A charismatic and rugged human male standing in a dimly lit cantina on the fringes of the galaxy. Savor Kibbs has sharp, calculating green eyes and a confident smirk, framed by short, slightly unkempt brown hair with a few streaks of gray. He wears a well-worn leather jacket over a dark shirt, with a utility belt and a holstered blaster on his hip. His gloves are fingerless, revealing hands scarred from countless brawls and adventures. A faint tattoo of an obscure smuggler's guild crest peeks out from the collar of his shirt. The background shows a smoky cantina, with silhouettes of other patrons and droids blending into the shadows. The lighting casts an amber glow on Savor, emphasizing his aura of danger and charm.