Kalan

Grayhewn

VE 01/02

Kalan, of Clan Gah’har’zakanew, a “Grayhewn”(only two in the whole planetary system). Tall, slender, gray-skinned. A fighter.

VE 01/4, VE 01/7

Interview with Valerie: You a military man?” "No, ma’am.“ Maybe in another life I would have gone that way, but in this one I’m a saby. “It’s short for ‘SEDE baby’, ma’am. The Swarthian Extended Detention Environment. ‘SEDE.’ It’s a prison. Largest in the galaxy, or at least that’s their claim. My mother was incarcerated there when I was born.“Thing is, SEDE has a policy that any kids born in their prison have to stay there until they’re eighteen. In theory it’s to deter people from having kids aboard SEDE. Hope is, no parent wants to put a kid through that kind of hell. In reality, we end up with a bunch of kids who age out of the system with no skills other than the ones they learned in the galaxy’s toughest prison. I know half the scumbags in the system. Shit, I grew up with most of them. But I’d like to think I picked up a few other skills, too, the kind that would make me employable. I’m a pretty decent pilot. I fix engines. I’m definitely not afraid to get my hands dirty. SEDE’s a prison ship. Stays on the move, and its flight plan is top secret. Makes breaking out nigh impossible. I’m not from around here. I’ve spent most of my free life on the other side of the system.” The kids who’d grown up in SEDE took care of each other on the outside, and many of them had gone on to do great things The problem was that for sabies “great things” meant “achieved high status in the criminal underworld” and “take care of each other” meant “help each other make connections in the criminal underworld.” Kalan had promised both his mother and himself that he wouldn’t go that route. He’d vowed to walk the straight and narrow, and he’d done exactly that. Mostly. Stylized arrow tattoos on his forearms that marked him as a former underage resident of SEDE.

VE 01/6

Agreed to join forces with Valerie and her Elites. Species: Grayhewns