I'm Lars Aukan, Captain of an independent bucket of bolts.
My first memories are of Bethlehem Station. Never knew my ma, and dad was always gone, taking work on any freighter possible.
For the most part, the Zoners on the station treated me right and taught me a few useful skills along the way. Like how to never back down.
For years I took any and all jobs. Laborer, miner, mechanic, smuggler... maybe forget that last part.
The point is, I finally scrapped up enough credits and favors to acquire my own ship. Just in time for the damn Liberty Navy to crack down again.
The whole "never back down" thing my have backfired in Penn, so I'm looking for a fresh start at a new port. Somewhere these failing, warmongering navies won't follow.
