I got my Pilot's Licence and took my first tentative steps out of Eravate. It took a while to get used to my traversing the markets of my local area and I felt bold venturing just 30 LY from home in my father's little Sidewinder.
I grew in confidence and spread my wings, making a few credits and upgrading my bird in the process. I eventually made enough from random jobs to buy a Viper, and then a bit more to trade in again for a Cobra.

It was about then I heard whispers of a slave smuggling run out of LTT 8517 so I went down there to check it out. I made my first million credits and soon upgraded again to my first Asp Explorer, almost custom made for smuggling. The ring was soon shut down by the authorities and I left that sector with my reputation higher than ever.

I took a break to scratch an itch of exploration. I'd seen Barnard's Loop in the distance everytime I'd gone out and knew from my classes that the Horsehead Nebula was cushioned in there. I wanted to see it. I flew right through it and out the other side. My first journey out of the bubble, all alone in the black. I wanted to visit places no-one had ever been. To stamp my name on the Galactic Map. And I did. It was liberating. To be all alone, with only myself and my Asp to rely on. On my return I began looking for the next big thing. I soon found it.

The Sothis/Ceos run made m a loy of money, although the runs were painful in the stock T7 I was flying out there to begin with. Again, though, I made enough credits to upgrade to my first real ship - a Python! Man I loved flying her, an with a good weapon loadout I started a career in Bounty Hunting.

A community goal in protection allowed my to add a Vulture to my steadily expanding fleet. I still own that ship now and have never had more fun in a fighting vessel as I've had flying Darkest Potency.

But it was time to go big. Missions, trades and explorations meant it was time for an Anaconda, the Echo Of Redemption, and she's taken me anywhere and everywhere with never a fault, including a 15,000 LY run to Huge Ring. The furthest I've been from home. I've done all sorts to make money since then, scanned, smuggled, traded and hunted. I caught the attention of the Federal Navy and did a lot of freelance work for them. So much, in fact, that they allowed me access to my own Federal Corvette. I named her the Agamemnon!