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[color=#FFD700][b]Name:[/b][/color]
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Elvis Kreman (Yes my parents had a sense of humour)
[color=#FFD700][b]Age:[/b][/color]
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39
[color=#FFD700][b]Character background:[/b][/color]
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Wow: Where do I begin? I was born on an old Bretonian freighter; my parents being simple Logistic haulers across Bretonia and the Borderworlds until a GRN fighter destroyed our ship. The last thing I remember is my mother pushing me into an escape pod. I never saw them again.
A Council smuggler picked me up and took me to Evron base where I remained until the same smuggler took me to Planet Toulouse along with many other refugees.
From there it was simple enough to get into Newcastle where I joined the BAF. After training I flew a bomber, with some success, until a massive decompression blew out my eardrums making me totally deaf. The BAF transferred me to a BAF Train but never used my piloting skills because of my deafness. It was then I took up hauling commodities myself for who ever paid me enough for the task. That is until now. I hope.
[color=#FFD700][b]Motivation for joining Gateway:[/b][/color]
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I have often seen Gateway operating nearby my routes and have always been envious of the way they have conducted their business. Operating logistics as a loner is no easy task and while I do not expect an easy ride I would appreciate a more structured modus operandi.
[color=#FFD700][b]SKYP3 contact protocols:[/b][/color]
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Cant use Skype as I hear nothing.
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