It's a long story, it all began in the Jadimo system, my mother was a "entertainment and morale" slave, my father was... a client... as the child of a slave i grew up being one myself, serving the clients in the house where my mother and the other slaves like her where forced to work 17 hours a day.
When i was 12 i was sold through a series of dummy corporations to become an imperial slave for 350 years at the imperial court in Achenar, i managed to escape 3 years later as a stowaway on a T7 leaving the system, i then survived from day to day, sleeping in vent ducts or other less glamorous places, eating what i could steal or find, or sometimes even buy with credits i had either got from begging, stealing or doing chores for people, i traveled as a stowaway between systems ans stations, it was a hard life, but it was better than the life of slavery i had lived before.
One day, in LHS 3447, i had come into possesion of a few credits, and decided to enter an illegal game of Nehet Dodge, it was not something i normally did, but we all need something new from time to time. It turned out that this particular day was my lucky day, i cleaned out the table and the unfortunate CMDRs and left with Cr. 1000 and the keys to a sidewinder... i had become a CMDR. i bought a small cargo and blasted off for Eravate.
Now i'm a successfull pilot with a good rep as both explorer and trader, i even have a fleet of ships to call my own.
I sometimes go back to that shady den in LHS 3447 to play Nehet Dodge again, sometimes i even throw a set of sidewinder keys in the pot, to give someone the chance that changed my own life for the better.


