Born into a poor family that made its living mining since the days of my irish forefathers, I decided I wanted to change things. I didn't want to just be a miner. I wanted to own and operate a conglomeration of factories and stations revolving around producing some of the most terrifying war machines ever made. So I started simply, I did odd jobs here and there, mined like my forefathers, and built my own small network.
I realized it was too dangerous to go it alone so I joined my Federation brothers in Federal service to fight the Caldari secessionists. Bastards...
Before I managed to get myself killed from lack of training, a man contacted me with an offer. I couldn't refuse. The chance to accomplish my dream was at hand. And I intend to take it.
One day, I hope to prove myself worthy of leading the military arm of my corporation's forces whilst running my industrial empire from the seat of a Titan... who knows. But I'll find a way to make it happen.