You are a nomad and adventurer, often journeying to new and unexplored regions of the galaxy. Perhaps you were born into a family of travelers or found yourself drawn to a life of exploration and discovery through your own experiences and passions.
You’ve spent most of your life on the move, visiting new places, and meeting new people. You’re adaptable and resourceful, able to fit in wherever you find yourself.
Choose one of the following skill boons.
A comprehensive journal documenting your travels, filled with notes on cultures, customs, contacts, and useful information from hundreds of worlds.
A collection of adapters, converters, and interfaces that allow you to interact with technology and systems from various cultures and worlds.
A well-worn pack containing essentials for life on the road: portable shelter, basic supplies, and mementos from your journeys.
Fourteen stations in nine systems before your sixteenth birthday. Terran Standard was home, Trade Bohec was the market, Dock Pidgin was the corridors. You pick up languages through prolonged exposure and without much choice.
New station, new rules; same questions. Where's the cheap food? Who runs the docks? Which corridors do you avoid after shift-change? Within forty-eight hours you know which vendor shorts your change and which alley leads to the district the station map doesn't acknowledge.
On Meridian you greeted the Bohec delegation with the proper low bow. On Kovac you matched the dock crews' gruff informality. On a Vaelori vessel you sat in silence for forty minutes because that's how they begin negotiations. You don't adopt cultures. You wear them, temporarily, with respect.
The hostel on Relay Station Nine looked wrong. Clean enough, good reviews. But the front desk smile was too wide and the lock on your room had been re-coded recently. You slept in the cargo terminal instead. The next morning CORSEC raided the hostel. You don't know how you knew.