Peter Kristall

[RockCrystal]

name: Peter "Rock" Kristall
d.o.b. August 2, 794 A.S.
Height: 6' 3"
weight: 225 lbs
hair: Dirty blonde
eyes: Mostly blue
attire: Black jumpsuit, sometimes wears an antique denim jacket
appearance: Thin and gangly, with an open, honest face

Bio: Born on Freeport 2 to a former Daumann construction worker and a highly paid DSE architect, Peter was left with his Rheinlandic grandmother for most of the time while his mother and father traveled most of Sirius from one construction project to another. One of his earliest memories was being taken on a trip with his parents to see the space being cleared for the new Tau-23 jumpgate. Shortly thereafter, his mother was hired as a consultant to investigate adding another pair of biodomes to Freeport 7. Her work there was just about completed when the station was attacked, and both his parents killed.

Growing up with his 'Tante Stieg' wasn't really a bad experience - he had the run of the station and his grandmother played any game he wanted. There weren't many children his own age though, and he came to realize that losing his father had unhinged his grandmother very slightly, a mental imbalance that was only growing worse with time. It culminated when he woke on his 19th birthday to find the keys to the family starflea and a note saying that his grandma had been accepted to the religious colony in Baffin.

The note suggested he head to Pennsylvania and find his fortune... so that's what he did. He spent a brief stint as a helium miner, an even briefer stint shipping Neon to Leeds, then decided it was high time he paid a visit to Sigma-17. What he found there made him more angry than anything else in his life. Just a few twisted bits of metal were all the memorial his parents had, and even those bore the telltale signs of looters.

For a while, Peter flew around Sirius in a daze, hauling cargo in his Camara wherever the solar winds blew him. In his travels, he met others who had lost loved ones, or friends on Freeport 7, or even just missed the stopover the station provided on the way to the Omicron systems, and he eventually came to realize that, thanks to his trading, -he- was in a position to do something about it. He might not be able to finance a new station there, but surely an old used nav buoy wouldn't be too hard to find... and he could also have a ship, named after the station, that could fly almost anywhere to remind the people of Sirius of what had happened.

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Be kinder than necessary, because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.
J.M. Barrie