Born in Arcturus II, little settlement doing a bit of everything to go through. After growing up with the stories of Solomon Coe i finally enroll in a merchant vessel that took me out of the system for the first time when i was 16. With the start of the colony wars the merchant vessel became a smuggling one so we moved between the line of fire and kept a low profile as much as we could. During one of those times my home in Arcturus was destroyed by the skirmishes between the First and the UC Army, nobody knows who did it, only ashes remained.

After this I simply got by. I got my own ship and kept going as a hauler after the war ended with the occasional smuggling of goods. I Was in one of those little side jobs that everything went down. I got assaulted by pirates, not the Fleet just some stupid wannabes that got me unprepared in a moon at Volii of all places. Long story short, we fought, i was boarded and we fought again until i was the last one standing and my ship was about been disintegrated in a crash course to the surface of that little moon, so i jumped ship to the pirates and left as fast as i could while seeing how my hard earned credits all went down the drain as what was left of my little cargo ship exploded with its little precious cargo. Still today i don´t know what i was carrying but it was expensive and i knew that it belonged to someone as dangerous as he was powerful.

So i did what everyone had done in my place. I run and tried to hide where none could find me which in the end took me to Gagarin where i blew the pirate ship in pieces 2 days away from Gagarin´s landing and went for a mining job there. What better place to hide than underground, isn´t that right? After a couple jobs i was introduced to this sketchy guy from Argos Extractions who set me up to join a team in Vectera, one of Narion´s moons. And there it begins, with an inconspicuous job in a forgotten moon with a forgetable crew the story of how i became a Starborn.