Bio
I was born in 2921, in the dying city of Tram on Asura. An absentee father, and a mother that worked in one of the few remaining manufacturing plants, till the pollution got her when I was seven.
When you grow up as an orphan you learn the gaps in the world, the holes that people slip into and never come out of, the ways that people survive when society has forgotten about them. As I moved between foster care, my real home was in the ruins of an abandoned industrial world, in mothballed warehouses and rusted refineries from a different century.
In '38 I was awarded a scholarship for disadvantaged youth in a uni in Ellis, but funding dried up within a year when changing political winds shifted UEE policy towards austerity. That same year I stole my first ship.
Since then I've wandered the gap, my travels have taken me to the forgotten places of the verse, where I have witnessed those that remain and survive. These days I find myself in Stanton, a system full to the brim with forgotten souls.