My name is Heinrich VonKlaus.
My life was a simple one. Born on Stuttgart, our family was wealthy. We had all the perks. So many in fact,
our nextdoor neighbor became jealous. He was the start of our problems. He being a cop, had some confiscated items at that time. He planted a whole treasure trove of stolen and counterfiet goods in our house. That removed my father from the picture. The corsairs killed my mother, who was working for Republican at the time, while her escort sat and watched. Somehow, though, the worst was yet to come. There was one thing that the Military discovered about the family. We were friends of the Lorenzo family from Liberty. It was from before the war, and that war would not destroy our deep bonds. Unfortunately,
the Military wasn't too fond of said interaction. My brother was killed in the Bering system by a passing Rheinland Military patrol. Obviously, they deny that this ever happened. So I decided to join the RHA. My grief has gone beyond revenge to total reform. Of course, getting the best training money could buy, im not a bad shot.
