Ruden Solic

Character Name: Ruden Solic (Ruden)

Age: ~30

Species: Human

Gender: M

Alignment: Neutral Good

Bio:

"You have arrived at the newly liberated Spawn Station situated in the Confederate Syndicate States of New Ephebe. All that you accumulated, acquired or built in your life is gone. You are starting your life anew in the Syndicate States.

Were you were killed in action, defending your home from the Baalites?"

Ruden blinked at the glaring bright light. It was such a contrast from the darkness, it took some time for his eyes to adjust. Eyes. He realized he could actually see, and sense other things again. Was that a voice he had heard?

"Wha... did... someone say something?" his voice cracked, his throat seeming rather dry and unused.

The voice responded in kind, "Yes. I would like to you recall what happened to you. Before your death."

"Death? Yes.... that's right. I thought I had died. So I did die? This is the afterlife?"

"You have arrived at the newly liberated Spawn Station situated in the Confederate Syndicate States of New Ephebe. All that you accumulated, acquired or built in your life is gone. You are starting your life anew in the Syndicate States," the voice repeated flawlessly.

"Oh. Well good I guess. I didn't much believe in having an afterlife. I didn't want to be wrong."

A face started to form from the surrounding light. The lips moved. "How did you die? The Baalites?"

"The Baalites? Honestly, I'm not sure. It all happened so quickly. I was out of station, collecting ore from the asteroids. You see, that's my business. I collect ore and crystals from the asteroids and take them back to my station for refining. Sits better with me then strip mining planets I think.

There was a distress call from the station first. They were under attack. I radioed out for assistance, but I was the only vessel close. I went back as soon my jump drive warmed up. It was already too late. Nothing but scrap... no survivors."

Ruden felt his back on a what he realized was a bed. He just might of fallen, had he not been laying down, as the events returned to him.

"But how did you die?"

"I assume my ship was destroyed. Scanners were overwhelmed with contacts, but it only took one shot I think. I felt the ship shake and the saw the hull crack around me and then.. darkness. Never did ID those bastards."

"Very unfortunate, sir. We always ask respawns to recall their deaths. We find it helps with the process."

"Huh. So.. now what?"

The lips smiled.