Bio
Byron was born on Hurston, in the middle of smog and dust, where life is cheap and work is everything. At fourteen, he joined Hurston Security because there were no other options. For thirty years he served as a lawman, ruthless, direct, and feared. His superiors called him brutal; the people called him necessary.
He never cared about regulations, only results. After years of blood, sweat, and reprimands, he turned his back on the company. Today, he roams the Stanton system alone, hunting pirates, corrupt traders, and anyone who thinks the law is optional.
He speaks little, shoots with precision, and avoids landings like others avoid disease. At his side are only his rifle and an iron will.
Some call him a madman, others a legend. To Byron, he is simply what remains of the law when no one else is left.