A rouge of the airless void, once a small time preforming trick pilot in his home sector, a failed maneuver killed his partner and he abandoned the career, haunted by the crash their reckless lives had brought on, and became a shipping pilot. Years passed and eventually the low pay and rising debts forced him to turn to underhanded deals and smuggling aboard his ship to make ends meet…but the law sees all, and it saw him. Branded a small time criminal by officials, he relied on his rusty trick skills to evade capture and made a run for it in a small shuttle. The chase was given up, but he still bears a black mark on his records. Small acts of piracy, cheating others at gambling, and drinking define his new life. All that drives him now is getting through the day and hopefully having enough left over to rest tomorrow.