I started out just a lowly liberty pirate, and many lawdogs still see me as one. No. I am more than that. I am captain, of the LRS. Death.
Most pirates have their fate chosen from birth. The vast majority of them move on to buy low level ships only to be destroyed by lawfulls that outclass them, disrupting tradelanes and annoying the common citizen. Every pirate is given a chance to break away from the simple and dangerous life of a liberty pirate, a chance to break out into the vast unknown, to explore places unheard of.
The sad part is, not many choose to do this, constant stories of the outside world being dangerous and unforgiving, lurk in their minds as they must make the final decision, to stay a liberty pirate, or to break away.
As i was growing up, i learned to ignore all of the reports and corrupt pirate media stories, and did my own research by inquiry. I inherited a sturdy wolfhound heavy fighter from my old and long passed grandfather. When that day of decision finally came, i decided, against all odds and wishes from my family, to break away into the unknown.
At first it was extremely difficult, the navy patrols were more intense and frequent in the independent worlds, but i stuck to it, and befriended a group of lane hackers near their base mactan. Eventually we formed a squadron of elite pirates known as the Rough Riders, named after the former Earth President Teddy Roosevelt's Rough Riders. O, we were a fierce bunch facing navy patrols head on, and selling the captives for large amounts of cash. But i wanted more, i wanted more money, i wanted to be able to fly one of the rogue gunboats, only the most elite pirates earned enough money to buy these, and i strove to be one of them.
It seemed like a godsend. i stumbled across a damaged freighter filled with engine components. The pilot was so dazed he took my orders to fly to freeport 4 and sell them, and have the money transferred to my neural net. The total amount was 21 million credits, just enough to buy a powerful and agile rogue gunboat.
I hooked up with a group of corsairs from omicron gamma and we flew into omicron kappa, seeking adventure and explaining mysteries. It turns out that a nomad fleet was besieging the zoners planet of primus. The corsairs and i flew to their aid and in return we were all granted nomad turrets for our ships.
My legacy lives on as i continue to pirate traders and attempt undermine liberty