IGN: Terramort
Age: 23
Personality: (Friendly, trusting, and just generally likes to have a good time, but hates people who powergame/use exploits -especially against less experienced players-, and will go to great lengths to beat them \"legitly\" and prove my honor.) The son of a fairly wealthy family, Terramort is trusting, sometimes to a fault. Once he has found a friend in this universe of many, he will never turncoat. However, he is somewhat weary, as the Great Riots were not a pretty thing to witness.
Bio: Terramort was born on the planet Aegwathar, the 4th planet from a bright white sun. Known as Mother to the inhabitants of Aegwathar, (M-1074 to those of Terran descent who may be reading this) the bright whte orb circled a much larger red star, known as Father. (Neither of which, ironically enough, was the reason for colonizing the system. Father had a second star in orbit, known as Mistress. Around her bright blue flames orbited numerous, mineral-rich planets that were much too cold for civilian habitation.)
WIth a father that owned rights to M-1071, the 3rd largest of the planets orbiting Mistress (and the one highest in Einstinium), life on Aegwathar had been fairly easy growing up. Of course, Eternia was ever-present, always known as \"them\" at home. \"They\'ve increased the prices for mining permits another 10%!\" \"Four of our salvage rigs were missing their salvaging computers this morning. It had to have been them, it\'s no coincidence.\" \"Times are headed for dark places. They just keep leeching the economy, to build those damn warship of theirs.\"
Indeed, dark times were ahead. Before the actual riots began, Terramort\'s father had been arrested under the accusation of \"witholding vital millitary resources, an act tantamount to treason\" and sent to Hail. Fortunately for the hero of this biography, Terramort had been inspecting the salvage rigs during the arrest, and decided he wouldn\'t be of much help in Hail. As times got worse, Terramort joined a group of rebels, learning valuble piloting skills, and quickly demonstrated excellent prowess engineering.
During the Great Riots, however, his rebel group was quickly destroyed under the heavy firepower of Eternia\'s Warships. Injured and fleeing Eternia-controlled space, Terramort is alone with the measly remains of his fighter and a few pirated credits.
Plans once you\'re in the server: Attempt to find a faction that requires a Shipwright, to design and build effective ships of all varieties.
Other: He has heard about the fall of Hail (damn *Eternia*), but also knows searching his father with nothing but a few credits and a cube is not going to work. Instead, follow survival logic - stay where you are, make noise around you, and you\'ll eventually be found. Right?