Mick, the mad Junker hick! Captain and Leader of the Free Trade People!
After docking Mick arrives at the festival his face masked dressed in a black suit, white shirt and black tie, It seems he's arrived Early!! He speaks to the Docking attendant and whispers in his ear! "Got a gift on board see it gets to the right place"
As Mick leaves the docking station he turns to his Pilgrim and blows a kiss to it as the cargo attendants are offloading the gift to be presented to the Golden Crysanthemums. the gift contains 1000 units of Cardamine, 1000 Units of the finest Rum, 300 slave workers to hopefully appease the GC, as for Mick this is the first time formally meeting them! At that Mick heads to the Bar and spends some time winding down after a long flight from Omega 55 and relaxes until festivities start!
Mick sipping his last drink is ushered into the festival meet!
He walks in, stands 5.9 inches at an athletic 10 stone build! His suit fitted by the finest tailors he walks in his eyes set upon the greeting party, he takes his hat off and bows gracefully and introduces himself!
They call me Mick! Mad Mick to be exact! A pleasure to meet your aqcauintance!