Kestrel J'semare

Country: USA
Age: 48

Kestrel was born in the cargo hold of an old converted Scythe. She grew up hard and poor, but free. Her parents often spoke of the Amarr and slavery--including the list of family she no longer had. When she was barely 17, she seperated from her family for the first time in order to pick up a rusted-out mining frigate intended for salvage. While en route, she received what would be the last transmission from her parents. Their ship--her family--was under attack by the Amarrian navy on (false) charges of smuggling. But they would not be slaves to the Amarr and their wretched faith. As Amarr lasers pierced the hull, her mother had just enough time to whisper, "I love you, Kes..." before the void of space tore the air from her lungs. Kestrel used the frigate to mine a basic living, In time, she became a capsuleer--with a Rifter. Her guns would soon find a target on the hulls of filthy Amarr slavers. If they wished to be martyrs, she would oblige them.