I see you are asking around about me. Aren't you a little too curious? So many curious people went missing, when you think about it...

So what do you want to know? Here's the time to ask. Just make sure that you ask the right questions.

I started out as many others in this business, dirt poor and taking on any job that I could get my hands on.  In Procyon, everything is controlled by Sirius. I was lucky enough to get their attention after a few gigs. They offered me a job as an escort pilot, gave me a Condor to protect one of their regular convoys to Takurua. I don't know what they were hauling to that backwater place, but let me tell you, they were into some shady shit. Building something huge if you ask me.

Anyway in Foothold Orbital in Takurua, there's this great watering hole. This is where I met him, tall, slender guy, called himself Vasquez. He was deep in some Pilot's Federation business. Asked me if I want to join him hauling back some biowaste to the bubble. Said it pays extremely well. He wasn't lying. That sly son of a bitch helped me make my first million. Of course I never believed that we were hauling biowaste, there was something else in those containers. But I told myself: Don't ask, live longer.

I've seen some action during those long hauls. Many wanted those containers, and they weren't afraid to use violence to get them. Blew up lots of ships in those unknown systems between the bubble and Takurua. Vasquez was very cryptic about the whole thing. Sometimes we even smuggled those things back to the Empire.

After a few months, I got out. Vasquez was not happy about it, but there was too much heat for my taste. ISS and the Feds were also after us. Had to change my name to loose them. I managed to find a nice place within the Empire, in Yimanbin. Invested all my money into a type-7 and started a slave trading business. It's all legal there, you know. Easy and legal, that was my goal. Made a small fortune with it, but then the ISS found me.

Turns out Vasquez was working for a group called Emperor's Dawn, the terrorist group which assassinated Heingst Duval! As an accomplice, I was sentenced life time imprisonment. ISS transported me to Gugu, another backwater hellhole where they handed over me to FarStar Foundation, which operated imperial prison facilities in the COL-285 sector.

FarStar is not known to many, they operate detention facilities outside of imperial jurisdiction, providing various services to imperial and independent systems. I was not aware what they were doing back then...

((to be continued))