I grew up on the streets of Rusphin IV on New Caldari six hundred years ago. I fought, stole, begged, murdered, betrayed to and by. Anything to stay alive. Every night I looked at the stars and saw power in the cosmos.
All that changed when I was found by the Empress, Amara the Just, and was taken in by the sacred Elysium Council and raised to be their eyes, ears, and executioner.
Now, centuries later, I carry out Amara's will. It is only she and her legacy that matters. Stay out of my way cretin.
Astra valoris. For the glory of stars and our holy empress.