Bio
I grew up poor on the outskirts of Lorville. I spent my childhood figuring out what it would take to get off Hurston. My father worked security for a Hurston subsidiary for over 50 years. When he fell ill, the company refused to cover any medical expenses. While in the hospital, my father angrily confronted a Hurston executive who was visiting. My father mysteriously died two days later. After learning everything from him, I couldn’t get a job anywhere on the planet because of the executive’s connection to the Hurston family.
I met a girl from a hauling company and began to learn the trade. After years as a trainee, I worked my way into a route to Area18 and never looked back. Hauling pays the bills, but doesn’t change anything for anyone.
I spent most my life learning to protect others and fight in a hostile world. My father taught me what no training can, how to fight and win.