CITIZEN DOSSIER

I grew up in a small settlement. Just me, my mum, and whatever we could get by on after my dad was killed in a Vanduul raid. She worked the factory floor most days, and I spent many evenings at my grandparents’. Grandad was the only barber in the area, and my grandmother always had something warm on the stove. We did not have much, but we got by.
I served a stint in the UEC. Nothing grand, just doing what needed doing. Picked up some discipline, learned my way round a rifle, but I was never chasing glory. These days I run cargo and mining contracts, mostly flying my trusty hauler. It is honest work, pays steady, and I fly under my own steam.
I am not a criminal, but I am not daft either. I will bend the rules if needed, so long as no innocent gets caught in the middle. If someone needs defending, I will jump in without a second thought. I am not one to start fights, but I will always finish them.
Chasing freedom, fair profit, and a life I can be proud of building.