Masters of manipulation and collectors of data, Bothans are known to excel both as spies and as diplomats. Though it is perhaps unfair to universally characterize them as untrustworthy, it is generally unwise to forget that most Bothans are raised believing their own interests are genuinely paramount.

Whereas the Empire generally treats its droids as little more than self-directed tools and disposable assets, the Alliance has come to value the contributions and involvement of droids in their efforts. Droids help fill personnel gaps across the board, especially in non-combat roles. Astrogation, engineering, medicine, and even piloting (when there aren't enough breathing pilots around) - all are tasks droids readily and loyally fulfill as part of the effort to overthrow the Empire.

The Species most often celebrated as having granted the gift of hyperspace travel to the galaxy, Duros are revered as pilots, explorers, and storytellers. They are also widely sought after as ships' engineers and mechanics, which the Alliance needs in abundance.

Keen of sight, inherently peaceful and nature-loving, and intrinsically in need of social contact, the Gran are easily abused by the policies of the violent and careless Empire. This has driven even the most pacifistic to seek fellowship and service with the Rebellion.

Ubiquitous and dominant, humans are found throughout the galaxy. The Empire believes humans to be the rightful rulers of all civilization; the Alliance feels differently, yet most of the leadership of even this egalitarian organization is made up of humans. They are the least homogenous and most active species in known space. Where they go, things happen.

In Basic, Ithorians are called Hammerheads (though the nickname is not to their liking), as they possess one of the most unique head structures of any known biped. Ithorians are often considered the caretakers of the galaxy, so profound their love of natural environments of all kinds and their desire to repair the damage sentient beings do their worlds.

Artisans, dreamers, and devoted allies when they choose a cause, the Mon Calamari are one of the most respected species in the galaxy, with a long history of service to the Old Republic. Unfortunately, their planet  has been utterly subjegated by the Empire. The Mon Calamari are now a species enslaved to serve the Imperial war machine. Those who have escaped this fate are determined to see their planet - and the galaxy - free.

Born underground but with a yearning for the stars, most Sullustans find their way into space as pilots and astrogators. Affable, curious, and free-spirited, Sullustans are not fond of the Empire, and even less fond of the fact that the corporatocracy that runs their government from the offices of SoroSuub has sold their entire planet to the Imperial war machine.