Full Name : Sergio 'Xero' Villa
Nickname : Xero (Pronounced Zero)
Age : 26
Skills : My skills eh? Born and bred Corsair, I know my way around a Titan and I'm familiar with more trade routs than I can count. Skilled pilot and a strong believer in the Corsairs, full political and traditional knowledge of the Corsairs. Raided countless conveys and capable of making large sums of money via smuggling or 'fair' trading.
Reason to join The Brotherhood : As fun as being a solo pilot is it's just not as productive as being part of a strong group of loyal pilots who value honour and pride over wealth and Drugs. Titans flying in unison, a home planet in Crete and Pilots to call brothers. What more can I possibly want?
Sergio 'Xero' Villa's Biography :
Corsair through and through. Born on Crete and raised to value honour and pride above money and drugs, I grew up to become a talented pilot. At the age of 17 I began to carry out raids on small transports with my father. At 19 after a successful routine raid me and my father were approached by Red Hessians on rout to a nearby hump hole. They demanded the cargo we had won from the transports, as a matter of pride we refused and in the resulting firefight my father lost his life. I managed to destroy the rest but gained an intolerable hatred for the Red Hessians. At 20 I began to fly solo flights against the Hessians - determined to make them suffer for my fathers death. I found that every Red Hessian I killed brought me no comfort, they only reminded me of my fathers death. Years later at 26 I found I had lost purpose in my life, drinking myself to death at a bar on Crete. Looking up from my drink I noticed a poster in the peripheral of my vision 'The Brotherhood Needs You'. I paused, finished my drink and thought to myself 'Why Not?'
