Born to farmers in the Eravate system, I took what I earned and applied myself to the Pilots Federation in nearby LHS 3447. Convinced that the Haulers who bought our produce were paying us poorly and reaping larger profits than they let on. I wasn't prepared for what being a pilot could open me up to. After a few short cycles I had my families debt paid off and my Father in the seat of his own Type 6. He's comfortably hauling his own produce to market, but I've been bitten by the bug. Some days I Haul huge loads, other days I take to the scraps and pound a few bounties. I've got a picture of my folks and the farm near my bunk, but that's as close as I get to settling back down.