Name:Gaston Bellard Age:20 Association with Gallia:Association you say? I have none. I live in Gallia but the Royalists have made life hard on me, therefore, I want my revenge. Ship you have/wish to fly:Asco (Brigand Gunboat Class Ship), I'Ane (Brigand Transport Class Ship), Jaguar (Brigand Bomber Class Ship), Cuirassier (Brigand Heavy Fighter Class Ship) A small backstory of your char and why you wish to join the Black Fleet:I am a man with nothing to lose and have no goals for the future. I am fulled with much hatred toward the Gallic Kingdom for many reasons. None of which should concern The Black Fleet as it is personal. Know that revenge against the Gallic Kingdom is my only purpose at this particular moment in my life. As for some backstory about who I am. I am a simple man, who had a simple life in Gallia. I never once thought of becoming a Brigand as I had a decent job working for EFL, transporting Oil around Gallia for a decent amount of pay too. But when I noticed that the nobles who were buying this Oil, were making much larger profits by selling it for double the price to the poor in Gallia. I became enraged. I informed the GRP of this activity and they instantly arrested me for treason. I was sentenced to one year in prison for this ridiculous allegation of treason. When I was released, I had found that it was impossible for me to now legally work for any corporation in Gallia as I have been blacklisted. I went back to my apartment and found that I no longer own it and that all my possessions were stolen. That is when I fell to the ground and began to stare at the floor as I thought long and hard about what to do next. The answer, was non-existent. So I dragged myself up, flew over to my parents place and found they no longer resided there. Where they are currently, I do not know anymore. This was it for me, I had twenty thousand credits left which I went to the local bar with and began drinking away. During that time, I was approached by some individual (I cannot remember as I was drunk at the time) who said he knew of me and my situation and that he can offer me a way out, to live again and have money to support myself. After that, all I remember was waking up on Montbard Station, where I was given a contract, stating I will work for The Black Fleet until the day I die. Knowing I had nothing left for me anyway, I signed the contract. I now anxiously await for a response in one of the chambers on the station.