Ship details

The CISSONIUS was a gift from my uncle. After i graduated from the Pilots Federation he tracked me down and offered her up to me. The ship had seen better days and i put a lot of credits into making her space worthy again, but her history in the family was worth every credit.

She had originally been used to ferry supplies during the first thargoid war. Her thrusters had been shot out on her last trip by a merciless ravager, my great grandfather was the sole survivor of the incident. The ship was lost to scavengers for decades, but when the ID finally surfaced at a junkyard in Eravate my uncle quickly picked it up and shipped her out to his homestead in hopes of reviving the old girl. He was never able to spend much time on fixing her, but when he got word that I was part of the pilots federation he felt it was an appropriate heirloom to pass on to me.

The CISSONIUS helped me find my bearing in the galaxy as a trader of rare goods, making quick work of the trade lanes with her upgraded thrusters and FSD. When news spread of the credits to be made in Robigo I outfitted her for minimal thermal signature and engineered her thrusters to mask their output from scanners. She got a new coat of black paint and was off to the outpost. Running the slave smuggling for the factions at Robigo brought me back to my youth as a smuggler. I had found my calling.