Damien Gasteuil, Gallic Refugee

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People often say "Life is a jerk" and in most the time it's true. But, from time to time, a miracle happens when you need it the most, and Damien never needed it more than this day.

As he was floating around, desperate, in Dublin his scanner detected another ship. It was a junker heading to the gold field. As Damien contacted him and begged him for some food the man replied he didn't have any but would gladly give him some spare gold wich Damien could sell to buy some food or whatever he wanted. While the BMM miner paid by the Junker to fill his cargo was doing his work, Damien was listening to advices given by this friendly man to him while profusely thanking him. The man told him to fly to Rheinland where people should have less hate toward the Gallics and where he would have a good price for the little gold he would have. When the miner did finish his job the Junker realised how little Damien's cargo was and decided to give him some money to help him a little more. Excited and grateful, Damien thanked him again and again but was speechless when he saw hat amount did the man gave him. Fifteen million... the young man did never saw this much money in his entire life. While crying from relief and gratefulness he promised to do whatever the man would ask of him if they were to cross path again. Knowing he would never be able to pay his debt, Damien flyed away to Rheinland, even if he didn't know where it was. Now he had a goal : start his life anew and earn enough money to be able to reimburse his savior. But, as he was leaving Dublin he remembered a thing : he dind't even ask the man his name !