Illithad was born on Eden. He always had a hard life, and had to thieve. He got by fairly well, being smart enough to pick out who had the cash. Once he got to be about fifteen, someone noticed his stature, and realized he was becoming a little less able to pick peoples pockets. He was almost caught, but a gang hid him so he owed them. The gang was his family for about three years. He was one of their bruisers, a brute who got paid to make sure others paid. He was released from their service on account of the leader dying. There was a lot of inner battles, so they disbanded. Illithad ended up being a merc, for a few years, but because of his lucky breaks, and a few side missions for helpful characters, he ended up with a ship, and cyborg equipment, and enough friends to crew it. He realized that being a pirate could get him more money than most other things. He started doing escort jobs, and always stayed true to his contracts, however those that neglected to ensure that the return trip was not insured by his services almost always ended up looted. While being a small crew of a dozen, they were good with sabotage. Illithad was smart, tough, strong, and a nice enough chap that people trusted him, and not to mention his attatchments adding to all of these qualities, minus his personality. He is currently a small time pirate, who tinkers with his weapons. He gives to kids and teens in slums whenever he can.

He usually wields his custom flintlock pistols, which are oddly large, compared to their ancestors, and in addition to this they have a loading chamber. He also has 3 axes in his belt that can melt steel when activated. His favorite, but least used weapon, is a flintlock rifle that he used in his merc days. He modified it so he could stand up to enemies properly. He is also a big fan of hand made bombs.

He is usually a nice guy, and will negotiate easily, but get on his wrong side, and you will wonder when the fire in your gut started.

He stands a good six feet tall, with a shaved head, and a small beard. His hair is black, but he has some modifications shown. He has a bit of a rugged rogue look about him, and usually lives up to it.

Ship: Looks like a gang-rigged mid sized shuttle. It carries up to twenty comfortable, needs eight to crew it, and can stuff about thirty. The engine is average for the ship's size. It doesn't look it but it's heavily armed, a little above military grade for its class. It requires heavy maintainance, usually. A bit more block shaped than most shuttles, with solid edges.

Crew: Tamat: Ship's pilot. As with all the crew, he's as mad as a lark. He is willing to pilot anywhere, as long as he get's paid. Tends to be a bit twitchy, but still is always in control. uses, as is with most of the crew, a null pistol. Cyborg.

Randuin: Heavy weapons guy. Lead ground fighter. Prefers his favorite Custom Shoota, but he will use anything. Heavy set, and tanned, with a rough beard, he intimidates most people. He will run into a fight first. Human.

Ziggs: Explosives expert. He, of course, likes bombs. He isn't stupid enough to test them on the ship, but he does test them elsewhere. Usually on jobs. He tends to interrupt alot, though. Human.

Eris: Mechanic. Wields pistol, and spanner, both just as deadly as the other. Smart as a whip, and usually hurts as much. Pretty much a bitch, because all she does is work on the rig anymore. Human.

Kaleh: Ships spec ops. Scary, quiet, and humorless. He doesn't quite fit in, but is fiercely loyal to Illithad for saving his life. He wields an Honor, which was a gift from a dead man. Cyborg.

Belleric: Ship gunner. Not much to this guy, he likes making holes. That's about it. Human.

Sambi: Medic. Small chap, but quick with a knife. He loves playing pain games, but loves to play with the human body more. In his left arm, he has sub-skin armor plates attatched. Human.

Gaelic: Sharpshooter. Loves his rifle like a baby. Never fails a shot, even when fiercely drunk. However, when a target is within fifty feet, he can't pull the trigger. Human, with an eye mod.

Leasa: Spy. She is a master of disguise. Unfortunately, she can't hide her "Assets" and ends up performing spying like a kunoichi. She can't stand it when a man doesn't pay her attention. Human.

Bessia: Tech department. Makes sure networks, and info is right. Works endlessly at a computer, soaking up info. Brain is modded to need less sleep, and gather more info faster. Seem's drowsy all the time though. Cyborg.

Evrit: Master of arms. Keeps the guns clean, working, and organizes most other things. Isn't quite bright, but sets things into order by a near neurotic level. Cyborg.

Ista: Finance, entertainment, and everything really. Genius of a woman, truly a remarkable person. She provides comic relief, dramatic monologues, studies history, handles money, cooks, cleans, and still looks fabulous. Always in a good mood. Human.