It is the 40th millennium. Across one million stars, untold trillions toil for the glory of The God Emperor and His Imperium. None of them have any hope for a better future. Their ambitions are ground to dust, amassing a fortune for themselves is a dream, and retirement will come only at the end of a short, painful life. You are not one of those trillions of people. You are a pirate and more importantly, you have your own ship and crew.
>Who are you?
>A mutineer in the imperial navy: You were shanghai'd from your colony and pressganged into service. Too many years of hard work with too little pay brought you to the tipping point. (+5 Weapon Skill, +5 Ballistic Skill, +Better Starting Ship.)
>A merchant down on his luck: You were a minor trader with permission to operate in a sector by Letter of Marque. After it was revoked for failing to grease the right palms you resorted to piracy. (+5 Intelligence, +Expert Negotiation, +Small Fortune)
>A minor renegade: You are the most dangerous kind of idiot, an ideologue pushing for minor work reforms. When you were sentenced to death, you and your followers seized a ship at gunpoint. (+5 Charisma, +5 Willpower, +Loyal Crew)
