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Name: Harael "Sad" Siderae
Gender: <strike>Shemale</strike> Male
Age: 29
Clan: Sevenkeeps
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Biography: Born in the Stokes station without vocal cords mouth, Harael had a controvesial life. At an early age, he started to work tyding up hull panels, being the reason the poor economy of his parents, workers of that very same place. He didn't know anyone but his parents, as he was unable to interact with the people around him, not even other children, as they were scared of his silent. On a true proof of evil, they denominated him "Sad". Without any kind of education, and barely being able to read at the age of 15, he put his hands on a handbook. A handbook about hull panels, ships, how to mount them. He invested all of his money on more handbooks, of all kinf of things. At the age of 20, he was able to read perfectly, repair ships, mount and dismount components, etc. However, what he seeked was a way to be able to comunicate himself. However, there was no handbook to "repair" his own body. With a layout on his mind, he passed the next 5 years building up his own ship. Slowly, day to day, stealing the components from the assenbly lines, he built up something similar in desing to an eagle, hidden on an abandoned wing of the station. The very same day that he left, opening the bays by himself, he wrote a letter to his parents, saying simply "It is my time".

Without any kind of guns, experience flying or knowledge of how the space was, but with the money he earned working, he went straigth to Leeds. Once on it, he looked for someone who could fix his problem. And he did it. At the age of 26, Harael Siderae pronunciated his first word. The doctor asked him how he felt. He answered, with a monotonous voice "Weird". He laugh for the very first time.

Harael lived another 2 years working as engineer, and he learned to fly properly aswell. What happened afterwards, is unknown.

Reasons for joining us: The recognition of the master work fom the Mollys on their ships, based not on resources but on skill, the seek of improving his own art and to be between people like him. Workers, with not an easy life, rejected by the society.[/indent]
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inb4 Sirius gets renamed to XTF.