CITIZEN DOSSIER

I grew up on a frozen orbital colony around Gliese 317 b, where we siphoned fuel from the gas giant to keep the station alive. From the time I could crawl, I was climbing between spinning rigs, patching failing reactors, and piloting shuttles through orbital storms that would shred anyone less steady-handed. Life on Pyxis was harsh, and I wanted more than survival—I wanted purpose. That drive led me to the UEE Marines, where I cut my teeth on frontier outposts, zero-G combat ops, and long deployments that tested every skill I’d learned back home. After a couple of reenlistments, I left the Corps with my abilities sharpened and my nerves steady. I ran cargo for Arccorp for a while, hauling high-risk shipments across the UEE and learning how to keep calm when every delivery could go wrong. Eventually, word of my skills reached the Infiltrators of Vega, and now I take on the kinds of missions that demand everything I learned surviving Pyxis, the Marines, and the cargo lanes.