I don't remember much from before... but I do remember the stories... I won't admit this to anyone, mostly because I'm not sure if it's real or a dream, but I remember the stories from the outpost elders. Stories about our ancestors, and how hundreds and hundreds of years ago they were amazing warriors, trackers, and hunters that didn't abuse their homes and nature but thrived with it. A very proud people at one point that has now been reduced to the broad term "Humans". I think one elder said we were of the Cherokee tribe, but most just called us Natives....
Tralia's personnel file
When I was young I wandered onto a tradeship that was docked for repairs, I fell asleep in the cargo bay after wandering for hours throughout the ship. I woke up a few hours later to find we had left the outpost. I later found out we were in warp space but that doesn't matter much, what matters is as soon as we dropped the warp field we were attacked. Apparently it wasn't just some traders ship but a pirate ship and a rival pirate was after the same score they were. Long story short, they won and killed everyone left alive on board. Well, everyone but me. See the pirates that attacked us were cruel men for sure but they had a code and lived up to their code honorably. When they found me I had already heard the crews dying screams and knew what was coming, so I attacked with the only thing I could find, a claw hammer. After breaking the first man's arm I threw the hammer at the second, fortunately the captain had good reflexes and deftly caught it.
Captain Jack didn't reprimand or hurt me in anyway. In fact, he calmed me down and talked to me. After getting medical help for Wallace, Captain Jack did everything he could to make me know I was safe and tried to help me find my way home. Unfortunately the ships computer was too badly damaged to figure out where it came from and I was too young to know of home as anything more than the outpost. He took care of me, but more than that he and his crew trained me to be able to run any portion of the ship.
Once I was old enough he start letting me go on jobs with him off the ship... although looking back that could have just been because my small body and hands could fit places they couldn't. I found I had a real nack for getting places without being seen, whether by blending in or hiding and sneaking I could go more places than Captain Jack ever thought possible.
And then the unthinkable happened... we came out of warp and were surrounded by vessels. The captain quickly locked manacles around my wrists and told me my life depended on me shutting up and going along with whatever he said. When we were boarded they arrested everyone and then asked if there were more prisoners. I almost spoke up about not being a prisoner but Captain Jack spoke faster. He told them I was the only prisoner left after the sale, that I was too small and young to work for the guys that bought the rest of the slaves. I wanted to say there were no slaves and that we never hurt anyone more than stealing a few things but the Captains serious look sealed my lips..
I never did find out what happened to him... With me only being 14 at the time and not knowing where home was they sent me to a corporate foster home. That was some of the worst few months of my life. I learned a few things about expectations and expandability but most importantly I completed my first solo ship heist. Now it wasn't anything fancy, just the shuttle ship they use to get from the foster home to the port, but once I made it to port I scrapped as much as I could from it and sold it all to buy a tomahawk that reminded me of the outpost and the info/creds I needed to board a ship as a cabin servant...
From there I hoped from ship to ship, port to port, never staying in one place too long. I was always hoping one day to be on the right ship that leads me back to my home... (scratch that, these corporate assholes don't need to know all of this).
Final corporate personnel file
I am Tralia Lightfoot, I have training and experience in any position on the ship. I am exceptionally good at finding and tracking down people... except my people... sorry typo... and getting into places unseen or noticed. I have no problem working with all kinds and I rarely ask questions however I will NOT, and I can't stress this enough I will NOT track, hunt, or hurt a child; anyone else is fair game for the right price.
Thank you for your time
Tralia Lightfoot