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Abstata is a fairly short and slender human male in his mid-forties, average looking with olive skin and jet black short hair. He tends to dress in slightly worn business suits. He has problems speaking Galanglic, having been raised on the border world of Efate/Regina, in an area that has been traditionally mixing several known languages into a local dialect all its own for centuries. The captain is a humble man, and he is quite polite even at the worst times of stress. He won a repossessed merchant vessel in a lottery drawing run by TCI Salvage and Skiptracers Inc., in a last ditch effort to save a bankrupt firm. He paid a single credit for the ticket that won the old ship, hence the logo and the name of the vessel.

Now retired at the age of 38 and with his own Scout ship, he’s been longing for a little action, adventure, and credits outside of the Scout Service. Still very much endeared of the Service from all he’s received from it, he’ll vigorously defend the Service’s honor in any bar.

Ash is possessed of a high level of intelligence with a decent education through the Service, but he’s very much down-to-earth in his outlook and personality. While certainly not the most attractive human around, he’s possessed of an above average charisma and tends to deal well with people, using his skills as necessary to help the situation. He's 6'1" tall, has rapidly receding and greying brown hair with dark brown eyes, and has facial scarring from an explosive decompression accident.  He tends to dress in a rugged but clean style, highly influenced by his years with the Scouts. He is seldom if ever seen without his utility vest on, which is usually packed (but not over-filled) with various and sundry personal items, survival gear, tools, and the occasional concealed weapon. Shipboard (and usually dirtside as well) he always wears a Scout extended-duty tailored vacc suit, being very paranoid about explosive decompression due to a near fatal hull breach during one of his Scout Special Missions.

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PC - Matt Charron

A tall, lanky man in his thirties, always dressed in the latest fashion of the nobility with the kind of sharp featured, yet handsome face you just want to punch. He is rarely seen without three personal valet droids trailing him.

Born on Mora, yet with an Efate title, with the classic silver spoon. His only friends during childhood were tutors, servants, and robots; he never learned to socialize well with people. He quickly discovered he enjoyed friends he could create more than friends he could earn. He became a certified expert in computers and robotics.

When Sir Trevor Ashley attained adulthood, his father granted him one of his lesser titles and arranged a position on the Board of Directors of a large corporation.

After a verbal dispute with the CEO, Sir Trevor vacated his position and was quickly hired by Railin Robotics, Inc. on the Board of Directors as well as Administrative Liaison Consultant. Railin Robotics is a small business, just recently incorporated and is hoping to expand. It is mainly involved in the redesign, reprogramming, and refurbishment of already existing manufactured robots for specialization under contract or for more immediate resale.

PC - Aylene

Yaine Webecen is an attractive human female, with long glossy black hair. She is 5'3", and just shy of one hundred pounds, with a trim and slightly athletic build. Her wardrobe consists of a variety of fashionable tailored bodysuits, not skintight, but form fitting. She commonly wears shoes with elevated heels, in order to increase her stature. Her fashions tend to bring to mind a professional, yet colorful style. She never travels far without her porta-comp, and never leaves the ship without it, or her sunglasses.

Yaine is charming in her reserved, courteous manner, and is the Lucky Credit's only steward. She is soft spoken, and carries herself with grace. Her dark eyes sparkle with intelligence. Her origin is a mystery. She speaks with an unusual and intriguing accent, which is easy to understand, yet hard to place. She carries an imperial permit for her identification, which allows her to work within the borders of the imperium. She is not an imperial citizen. She is never seen carrying a weapon of any kind, and Chief Engineer Hamlin can attest that Ms. Webecen has no skill in the operation of firearms.

Kat was raised a native of a rural region on Regina. Because of her high intelligence she didn’t feel like she fit in and was never really satisfied with the life and opportunities embraced by her siblings and peers. Kat chose to enroll in the Naval Academy but barely made it, squeaking by on her high IQ. She flunked out within the first year due to a combination of a lack of study skills and an inability to mesh with other cadets, particularly young nobles with attitudes. After washing out she immediately enlisted in the Imperial Navy where she served 4 terms. Though she learned a variety of skills necessary for shipboard operations she found that she didn’t fit in there either. At the end of four terms it was apparent that she would never go far in the service so she mustered out. The Lucky Credit is her first berth since leaving the service. Now Kat dreams of saving enough credits to buy some property on Regina and never having to take anyone’s orders again. To that end she is usually willing to take on extra duties to earn money for her goal.

Human Male

Jerrod grew up on the ocean side Startown docks of Efate, a rather rough side of the city. He began working fairly young as a cargo loader, and at an early are got involved with the local criminal element. He began working as "muscle" for the local crime boss, and began a career as a member of organized crime. When his best friend was brutally tortured and murdered by the local boss for having an affair with the man’s wife, Jerrod realized his life was headed in a really bad direction. At twenty-six years of age, he decided he needed a quick career change. He walked into the local Scout Service recruiter’s office and signed up. Two months later he was studying starship astrogation and fell in love. He found he had an intuitive grasp of the complicated calculations, and could plot the most difficult courses with ease. Several years later he was exploring outside the imperial border when he had a drive failure and crashed on a planet far from home. He spent several years with the natives on the planet, adopting some of their rich cultural as his own. He learned to hunt with the bola and ride the strange bipedal "lopers" they used for transportation and hunting. He managed to teach the natives better construction techniques for their homes and small farms. He also managed to impress the local chief by presenting him with a few nice gifts, such as night vision binoculars, a laser rifle with a solar recharging pack, and a light alloy survival knife for each of his sons. He was formally adopted into the tribe and was given a wife, the daughter of the chief. He had intended on staying until another scout ship entered the system and picked up his automated distress beacon still in orbit. They would not allow his wife onboard, and demanded he return to the service or be arrested as a deserter. Unable to take his wife with him on the return to imperial space and his IISS career, he chose to remain on planet. His wife knew he longed to return home to keep from being branded a deserter, so she announced the cancellation of their marriage vows and returned home to her father the chief. Understanding the sacrifice she was making on his behalf, he honored it and left, one day hoping to return. The scout service decided that Jerrod was no longer fit for active duty, since they felt he might try to return the planet he had left behind if given another scout courier.

PC - Scott Looker

Fr. Ivan Petrokov is an extremely attractive middle-aged man with a rugged build and well-muscled frame. His dark hair is graying at the temples and he wears a thick goatee. He most frequently wears his traditional black cassock but is commonly seen in the Order of Mishal's BDU (a combination clericus and combat fatigues). Frequently he wears a hooded, gray cloak, another symbol of the order. On his right forearm (which is generally covered) there is a tattoo of a cruciform sword, in honor of his patron saint.

Ivan Petrokov graduated from Rishanna Damor University with honors in military history. He immediately enlisted in the Imperial Army and served two full terms. His combat record reveals that he was an excellent officer, leader and soldier earning him 4 Combat Service Ribbons, 2 Meritorious Conduct Under Fire Ribbons, 1 Medal for Conspicuous Gallantry. Following his second term he re-upped once more, but shortly thereafter, for reasons undisclosed, resigned his commission and joined the priesthood.

PC - Keven Pittsinger

After graduation, he interviewed and applied to Sharurshid. To his surprise, he was not only accepted, he was sent to attend their regonal academy. He worked hard, discovering he had a talent for engineering. He graduated with honors, earning a reputation as a 'grind'.

He enjoyed his first tour immensely. He was happy putzing around the engine room of the ships he was assigned to, picking up more skills he knew he'd need later on in life. It took him four years, but he worked himself up to Assistant Engineer, and he was on the 'fast track' to make Chief pretty fast.  But being sent off to various schools, and shuffled off to various corporate subsidaries interfered with his promotion track, forcing him to take and retake the O-3 exams three times in two different departments. He learned to make money, or at least, how to scrape it away from the locals with some sharp trading, good enough so that he wouldn't have to be shot at quite as much as he maybe should have been. But after 20 years with Sharushid, and no closer to his own command than 2nd Officer, getting passed over by the latest crop of wunderkin got old, so he tried to take retirement. He was surprised to find that even with 20 years under his belt, the Company figured a way to screw him out of his retirement pension.