In truth I really am just a nobody. With my father, John Smith, being the captain of the luxury liner Dorothy, I was born and raised on it. Don't ask why my father has a different last name, it's a long story and I'm not even sure the story I know is the truth. Growing up on the ship I dreamed on what was out past the tradelanes, past the politics and planets that it resides on, past the stations that are constantly needing us to transport people on and off of. Since I had nothing to do but pick up on how to repair the dang ship instead of my father not being cheap and actually taking it to a shop, I've learned quite a bit on engineering. (Well on that particular ship anyways).
Just the other day I was at this bar, can't remember for the life of me which one it was, but I met with a fine fellow of yours named Jack Maddox. He told me about this faction that discovers the unkown and goes to places no one knows of yet. I'd love to get off this ship and see everything else.
