Born watching her parents scavenge off the bodies left in the planetary wars, Callista was nursed on futility and desperation. If it wasn't supra-orbital bombardment which got you it was the ravages of disease or the senslessness of famine.

But as the plasma ovens to ore so did the broken childhood temper her spirit and from it flowed resillience, strength and drive.

Where else to look but to the stars?

Stealing abord an automated resupply craft, Callista quickly found herself amongst those hungry enough to tempt fate and intelligent enough to survive.

Some back province prince who thought it would be fun to patron her education as one would train a dog or a rat. Taking advantage of the situation, Callista was able to impress the learning AI's enough to warrant a blip on the corporate recruiting mass posts. Her indenture was quickly bought out her DNA sequenced showing a higher than average propensity for mining ops with promise in logistics.