I grew up on a colony world, but was born on Earth. My father was a transporter of food, goods, and materials to emerging colonies. My mother was chief archivist at a renown regional medical facility. My 4 older siblings shall remain anonymous. We never lived in abundance yet we were never destitute. I was often considered an outsider due to perspectives, interests, and personality not conforming to societal norms. From an early age I had somewhat of an aptitude for analysis, tactics, and combat. As my interest in such things grew, I self-trained as much as it were possible without drawing the attention of any authorities. Eventually, through various social events and connections, I caught the attention of a number of former intelligence operatives who had been secretly working within various major militaries. They told me they were all "League of One", having something to do with this galaxy in an alternate universe, with their ranks first coming into existence over 3800 years ago. This seemed a bit... strange... but I became rather intrigued after listening to some of their stories. After an exceptionally long "interview process", they offered to train me (informally and unofficially) as they saw the growing need for individuals with "unique talents" in an increasingly unstable galaxy. Apparently I had quite the affinity for asymmetric and unconventional warfare as well as many clandestine activities such as sabotage, assassination, and espionage. After many years of difficult training, I was given a small medallion which they said was priceless and of ancient origin. In 3301, after several months of deliberation, I was granted a license from the Pilots Federation and given a bare-bones Sidewinder. Now I could truly go anywhere in the galaxy I pleased and put my "unique talents" to good use.