Torrick Al'merick

The Ammar ship was spiraling out of control sucked in to the planet below him. There were a few more explosions as the ship descended below the clouds.
"Good riddance" Torrick almost spat on his console "all right another slaver down I think that is the last of them."
"good work Torrick" the familiar voice spoke out over the radio "Come back to base repair and refit we might have more work for you there is a job that requires some hit and run abilities that you have acquired over the years"
“All right I’m on my way" Torrick pressed a few buttons on his console putting it on auto pilot headed to there hidden station.


Torrick Al'Merick
Extremely intelligent subject scored 120 on an I.Q. test his hand and eye coordination is in the superior range and has a very stubborn streak
The subject does not have a very wide range of ships he can pilot but he is very skilled at piloting frigates




If I advance, follow me. If i retreat, kill me