Raised in the Kor-Azor region to a wealthy merchant family, I wanted for nothing. I'd always seen the Minmatar race as a necessary evil for the success of our Empire. They were heathens and inferior, or so I thought. At the behest of a teenage dare, I flirted with a slave belonging to my family, and fell in love. His heart and soul were most pure, and I began to change my mind about the slave condition.

Before we could find transport off world, we were found out. As my belly quickly grew in size, it was apparent what had happened. He was sold off, but I've heard tales of his escape in a slave revolt. After the birth of our daughter, she was taken from my arms by the very people I had loved and I was put on a transport to the Derelik region.

My stay as aide was a short one, as the mining colony collapsed shortly after I arrived. Instead of going home to beg at the feet of my family for their grace, I've been wandering the galaxy in search of my love.

Have you seen him?