Retrieving Neural Net Persons Data Log of Inter-House Relations (N.N.P.I.H.R.).
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Dietmar Adolf Brunhild
Age: 28
Born: Planet Stuttgart, 789 AS
Summary: Stuttgart farming technician for four years, later becoming a ship gunsmith expert for the
Military of Rhienland.
Started childhood with an outdoor and free roam personality. Bound with reading chemistry books in
childhood, uninterested in the break activities that 'normal' kids do he found quiet places to expand his
imagination. Starting at his teens he became interested in horticulture, fueled by past classes, he
deemed that plant work on Stuttgart was his sought career. Propagating plants and light fieldwork
maintenance over the years made him realize an interesting idea, with past love of munitions he sought
help with his idea. Though, a few weeks later a minor recession hit his local city and the outskirts in
which he lived. Making him think... a lot. He thought about his future, and looked toward the ship
industries, for those were the companies that were still thriving to their fullest. A giant achievement, his
first purchased vessel, of course, not the best, but good. Yet, never been out in orbit or in space before,
he felt -very- nervous, a couple instances when he was flying the craft into high altitude was a sense
of motion sickness and vomiting. Auto-pilot kicked in, sending him a straight course to the void. He
regained his consciousness and was in utter amazement of the surrounding celestial bodies. He was
now a flying Rhienlander. A few months went by and still worked in the planetary autumn air. Holding a
strong interest in his recent first flight, he asked if his manager would spare a few extra credits.
Granted, but not cheap. A damaged relay to be fixed was in mind of the zone manager. He was keen in
this field, tinkering was his favorite past times. Earning an extra under-table salary of 2,.000 credits
he could now get on flying again. He got out his first homemade ranch rifle, among other things also, and
loaded into his craft, 'Klina-Klinker' is what he nicknamed it, since it was a massed-produced vehicle.
Out in the void, two years later...
His life had changed dramatically by this point, no longer in outdated vessels... he was held as a victim
and a witness to what happened weeks before. Testifying to fraudulent information and a scheme to
overthrow a small city on Stuttgart with the very weapons he designed, or 'coded', a corrupted and
murderous slime Unioner rebel group got a hold of and commenced. His testimony and his information of
connecting the Unioners' heist to overcome the city that they had no chance of winning the case,
proved them guilty of crimes in the brackets of death sentences. Now, with a witness protection
agency rushing towards him a day after, making him comply with a new identity. He was outraged with
what they presented him as a 'new life'. The identity was a Libetorian name and Libetorian 'promised'
dreams, William Larson, a 24 year old male with no family history and the only thing promising to him
was a discarded Stiletto-class vessel he more or less, sued for against the Unioner groups. Returning
home with a moderately damaged vessel, incapable of sustaining spaceflight became a hobby for him.
Months had passed, and he was found staring at the Stiletto craft for hours on end by a Marine offizer of
Rhienland, Dietmar was spooked by the breaking of silence of the Officer. Unknown what he was
communicating to him, but a potential job if interested, could work for the military weapon labs.
Convinced that it was the only thing going for him at the time, he accepted and he and his posessions
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He later emerged from his secretive works, and headed off to Liberty...
Known ship equipment statistics from Stuttgart departure into the void:
- Borderworlds Sabre Fighter, lightly modified insignias.
- Military-Grade munitions including experimental weapons classified as "Lazurites" and "Iron Hammers".
- Heavily reinforced plating, not limited to the cargo holdings.
- Mining munitions as cannonball missile platforms.
- And a lot of sauerkraut.
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