From an old family of working servants, unlike the rest of the Minmatar, Pherrax didn't escape Amarrian clutches until late in life. Quick to befriend and quick to defend, he knows where his loyalties lie. He moves from system to system as the mood takes him, returning to favorite haunts on those rare occassions of melancholy. He holds no animosity or ill will towards anyone unless provoked, which is a hard thing to acomplish, since he looks at each situation from every possible angle before acting.