I was a Spartan, a proud defender of earth and her colonies. The battles I faced were great and fierce, until the war on Titan that drove everyone to abandon their homes, reaching further into the stars. So many colonies were lost during the tragedy that killed trillions. Many, like myself, went into retirment afterwards, but still held our operators license so we may continue our voyage into space. This is how we found New Eden. During our explorations, finding other civilizations, like home once was, blending into the society is my main objective. I now build ships for personal and corporation use, a humble life and still brings income. I've yet to hear back from my old friend, assuming the worst has befallen on my old war buddies.

"In the Realms of hostility and combat, it pays to have wits sharper than your best ammunition. Always be on guard though, you'll never know what blasphemy might strike you down."

Spartan 322, as the 321st SpecOps Sqdn. passing through into New Eden.