You were born to a relatively privileged family of miners. Your family served as foremen for United Veneres Confederacy mining operations in the Aruan system. Your childhood was ordinary, with no major blessing or catastrophe—a stark contrast to an adventuring life. You lived your life in anticipation of growing up so you could affect the dull backdrop upon which your mundane life was painted. The lure of something new and showy drove you to first pick up a gun. Several near mishaps taught you to respect the volatile weapon, but you still enjoy doing trick shots and getting the attention of a crowd. You excelled at athletic endeavors and tests of strength and skill, so you joined the Federation security services as a young man. As it turns out, the life of a soldier was too restrictive, and you eventually mustered out after your initial tour. Finding your way as a mercenary proved to be a much more exciting and lucrative option. You developed the competitive spirit that continues to drive you in everything you do. But now that you've grown, it's hard not to miss those tranquil days where nothing ever seemed to happen. You had a true love once, but that time has passed. Yet, you are still attached to a precious possession from her that holds immense sentimental value and significance. You revel in the mission, without it, you are prone to depression, moodiness, or overly aggressive behavior.