Daniel Maurer

CAS is my corp. If your wondering why, I have a wierd social phobia of the guy lockstepping behind me with a bulge in his pocket and being bound to follow the orders of some vertically-challenge crack-pot with delusions ̶o̶f̶ ̶g̶r̶a̶n̶d̶e̶u̶r̶ and always cursing about his "wee-wee" in a heavy French accent.

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A former pirate/hostage of the Gurista/Serpentis/Angels (depending on which story he tells and how drunk he is) turned freelancer with too much free time on his hands; who would take on any job *hint-hint* for the lowest price *hint-hint* (except bodyguarding Damsels where the misery doesn't end quickly enough). He is known more as a problem shooter and trouble causer (when in doubt; shoot first, run faster!) and more then capable of making a situation far worse then it already is.

After sparking an inter-galactic incident with his friend, Chris Reiter, his reputation got the better of him and his cliental begin to turn him away; he couldn't even get hired to haul space trash. Down on his luck, he is now employed as a teaching assistant for CAS. When not galavanting across the empires on odd jobs, he can be found teaching youngsters the finer points of space flight (like activating the left blinker when turning right or the Top Gun, Picard, and Brannagan Manuvers) and occasionally lecturing at philosophical discusions of wether or not to bring a drone to a gun fight and the positive benefits on the enviroment of using lead over antimatter.

Gallanten combat is like Gallanten love; close, hard, and fast. - Zap Braningan, 64th Commedore of the Gallante Navy,
“Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake...You shoot them.” ― Napoleon Bonaparte