Jareb is a child of the stars, born in
space. Solid ground has always felt somehow less real than deck
plating. A vast landscape or open plain for others, is a tiny closed
world to Jareb, the wieght of the atmosphere seems to almost to constrictive. No fresh air that hasn't been filtered, ("I can't believe you
actually breath this stuff"). My lullabye has always been the throb of a
starships engines, repair robots were my best friends. The smell of
lubricants and fuel are the sweetest perfumes.
Special Abilities:
Jareb has reduced familliarization time with any new starships and has almost perternatural ability to make his way through
any starship, knowing almost by instinct where things are. He also excels in zero-G maneuvers and
space suit combat.
