Like many non-citizens, I was born in the belly of a rundown ship. Rarely on land and able to run like the children of "citizens" my body atrophied and stunted my growth. Being short was non-conducive to joining the military and gaining citizenship. Rather, I made my living by being a pathfinder; living jump point to jump point. Finding those little oddities (mining, planets, troves) in the stars, which I neither had the inclination nor aptitude to extract myself – I sold the position to the highest bidder..
After 30 years of travelling the starts, I have finally acquired enough to get a Constellation. I named her the ISMARK (a man’s name I realize, but my father’s nonetheless and fitting for a ship of her size as my father did not suffer from the same fate of size as me). With her increased endurance, I will chart new courses, and now not be scared to sell secrets to the less than reputable individuals – because, well, I am one of them….