Born of wealthy parents with a life forged in finance, Armstrong Trent had it made. The best academies, genetic engineering, a ship of his own. He was piloting ships before he was a passenger in one. All this training and privilege couldn't produce a great pilot however, and Armstrong had to abandon his dreams of Federation Glory early on, his temper always getting the better of him. The years were not kind, but then Trent was not kind either. He reaped what he sowed, losing his family fortune along the trail of misery he laid behind him for the next twenty years. 3305 brought with it a light, a beacon of hope for Trent to absolve himself of his sins and return greatness to the name once more. He vowed to make it work.