The son of two hard working miners fueling the revolution, Holger was born into the Red Hessian movement, raised into the ideals of the faction he was surrounded by. As he grew of age, Holger, an ambitious man in his youth, saw to defend both his home and his peers and family by taking up arms against the occasional attacks that would prod Freital daily. Joining the Hessians as an aspirant, he'd be taken on flights to raid Daumann convoys, nearby Solarius Station, the Stuttgart system and anywhere else the raiders of Freital could reach. He'd grow to enjoy the work he'd do, bringing an image of the volksrevolution to the people of Rheinland with occasional force, spreading the lies of the Kanzler and her men.
Time went on, raid after raid, day after day of continuing the glory of the movement, each one another mark on the brave pilot's cockpit. While some may say that the radiation of the Omega-11 star addled his mind, Holger will adamantly maintain that his heart and soul belong to the volksrevolution, and that nothing, save death, can end his attempts to further the cause.
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