- Commander Arktac's Biography -
I was born on the planet
Trojan in the
Eta Cassiopeiae system.
Growing up in the rural province outside of
Manchester City had it's benefits. Not every kid grew up
shooting guns, hunting, exploring and spending hours a day racing the cheap vehicles that we could get our hands on; even if it meant stealing them,
But I couldn't stay away from the adrenaline rush of high speeds and close calls.
The older I became the less the
Federation approved of my mischief behavior. I found myself running from the law on multiple occasions, but eventually it all
caught up with me.
At the age of 18 I told myself I was going to leave
Trojan, I wanted to travel and experience the universe. But I sure as hell wasn't going to get myself killed in the
process. I knew I would die if I set off into the vast unforgiving universe without any real survival skills.
I knew that if I joined the Federal Navy it would teach me the skills I needed to survive.
At the earliest age possible I joined the
Federal Navy. Luckily for me;
Eta Cassiopeiae housed the
Naval Academy's foremost planetary assualt training centre.
During my tours I picked up the nickname Arktac, I've heard it's because my demeanor and humor resembles that of the icy unforgiving regions. Not that I feel it's
fitting, but It stuck and it's now the only name I hold.
My years serving the
Federation were some of the best years of my life. That is.. until my task force was sent to assualt a planet held by the
Empire. Just like every
assualt; this was a text book offensive maneuver, the
Empire didn't know what had hit them. Our objective was a compound that resembled a prison, we breached
through the roof to see that it was slaves, children.. My men quickly assisted with the rescue only to have the slaves turn on us. Before we had a chance to react the
children drew their weapons and began to fire upon my team. Only a handful of us were able to retreat, each of us wounded, we barely managed to reach our evac ship.
We had the intel we came for. I just hoped it was worth the lives of my friends.
Project Cerberus.. A classified program to turn hand selected slaves into the pinnacle of war fighting killers. Afew months later I received an honorable discharge and a
high performance prophetic leg. Throughout my military career I admittedly spent most my credits on traveling and extravagant clubs, but in the end I had just enough
credits to purchase myself a Eagle Mk II. I knew that with my leg and the end of my military career I could no longer make a difference on the ground. So I took to the
stars with the desire to stop the Empire and to become apart of something greater..
This is where my journey begins..
