Leaving home at a young age withe the desire of riches and fame, I stowed away on a Type 7.
I was soon discovered on board and I was put to work, mainly cleaning but occasionally when the captain rested I was allowed to pilot. I learned quickly and while he slept I practised my combat, targeting debris and asteroids.

As I grew the captain saw value in me and paid me a wage, he honed my piloting and navigation skills. I saved all my credits with the dream of one day owning my own ship.

Then it happened, the Captain hit the motherlode on a mining operation we were involved in. Generously he gave me 1 tonne of void opals, to this day I don't know why. We parted company at the next starport and I've not seen him since, I suspect he's retired now, on a moon somewhere warm.

After parting ways I purchased a sidewinder and began my journey alone couriering data until I could get some upgrades. I soon found myself in a Cobra MK3, then the credits really started coming in.

So here I am a "Jack of all Trades" and master of none, I work for the Pixel Bandits Security Force now, business is good. I roll with their FCLD division ensuring our space is in good order.