Post by N_Igma on Jul 18, 2005 9:09:53 GMT 1
Codename: Speed-Fiend
Preferred ship type- Sabre, Bretonian/Rheinland Capital ships, Cavalier.
Clan Affilations: =-a-=, ~{Ghosts}~
Real name: No information
Origin: Outcast
Current Adress: Captain Aboard the Cruiser RNS Nemesis
Pilot Number: 90126698
Place of birth: Planet Malta
Date of birth: 2nd December 3056
Parents-No Information
Conviction: Smuggling, Pirating, Assasination
Occupation: No Information
Training: Pilot, Guided & Unguided Ordinance, Trade, Diplomacy
Aliases: N_Igma, Disruptor
I was born into the Alvarez Cartel, the strongest Outcast Cartel in existance. Some MIght consider that luck, and it might have been, but I don't. As I grew the cartel becam even stronger and richer, until the point at which it leader, Don Juan decided to step down and live on the huge profit from his cardamine plantations. He handed command to the new don- Don Salvatore. Under his rule the cartel gained many skiled pilots and acquired more plantations. Until one day Don Juan decided he wanted control over the cartel once more. So he forced Don Salvatore to step down. Many pilots, including myself left, but not before swearing to return and avenge our lost honour. And we did. Don Salvatore pulled out all the money and weapons acuired during his reign and we fled to Freeport 10. There we organised and trained. Until one day, 2 years later, we came into Alpha seeking revenge. The Cartel had indeed grown weak after having no opposition. We easily went throug the defences and blocaded the planet. Suddenly the last remaining cartel foces attacked us, hoping to give their Don time to escape. Salvatore called me to help him chase down Don Juan, and we did. He was captured, his ship badly damaged. We stood there, near hte Omicron Beta jumphole and looked on to him. "Execute him, make him pay for dsihnouring you" I said. "No, you do it." replied Salvatore. I fired at the ship and its hull gave way. We were about to head back to Planet Malta and reclaim the cartel, when I saw the Escape pod. thyinking it would be more fitting I tractored it in and headed for the unknown jump hole. "You dont deserver to die in the Outcast tomb" I said to Juan, "I have something far better fitting in store for you." I took the Jumphole and jettisonned the escape pod, leaving the Nomads to deal with the only way they knew. Heading back to planet Malta I wondered if they would just destroy the escape pod, or if Juan would live long enough to be found by a patrol and taken over by a Nomad. As I landed on Malta there was a great celebration following the liberation of the Cartel. Don Salvatore came up to me and said "What took you so long?". "I had some unfinished business"
Preferred ship type- Sabre, Bretonian/Rheinland Capital ships, Cavalier.
Clan Affilations: =-a-=, ~{Ghosts}~
Real name: No information
Origin: Outcast
Current Adress: Captain Aboard the Cruiser RNS Nemesis
Pilot Number: 90126698
Place of birth: Planet Malta
Date of birth: 2nd December 3056
Parents-No Information
Conviction: Smuggling, Pirating, Assasination
Occupation: No Information
Training: Pilot, Guided & Unguided Ordinance, Trade, Diplomacy
Aliases: N_Igma, Disruptor
I was born into the Alvarez Cartel, the strongest Outcast Cartel in existance. Some MIght consider that luck, and it might have been, but I don't. As I grew the cartel becam even stronger and richer, until the point at which it leader, Don Juan decided to step down and live on the huge profit from his cardamine plantations. He handed command to the new don- Don Salvatore. Under his rule the cartel gained many skiled pilots and acquired more plantations. Until one day Don Juan decided he wanted control over the cartel once more. So he forced Don Salvatore to step down. Many pilots, including myself left, but not before swearing to return and avenge our lost honour. And we did. Don Salvatore pulled out all the money and weapons acuired during his reign and we fled to Freeport 10. There we organised and trained. Until one day, 2 years later, we came into Alpha seeking revenge. The Cartel had indeed grown weak after having no opposition. We easily went throug the defences and blocaded the planet. Suddenly the last remaining cartel foces attacked us, hoping to give their Don time to escape. Salvatore called me to help him chase down Don Juan, and we did. He was captured, his ship badly damaged. We stood there, near hte Omicron Beta jumphole and looked on to him. "Execute him, make him pay for dsihnouring you" I said. "No, you do it." replied Salvatore. I fired at the ship and its hull gave way. We were about to head back to Planet Malta and reclaim the cartel, when I saw the Escape pod. thyinking it would be more fitting I tractored it in and headed for the unknown jump hole. "You dont deserver to die in the Outcast tomb" I said to Juan, "I have something far better fitting in store for you." I took the Jumphole and jettisonned the escape pod, leaving the Nomads to deal with the only way they knew. Heading back to planet Malta I wondered if they would just destroy the escape pod, or if Juan would live long enough to be found by a patrol and taken over by a Nomad. As I landed on Malta there was a great celebration following the liberation of the Cartel. Don Salvatore came up to me and said "What took you so long?". "I had some unfinished business"
