Freelance Traveller

profiled by Daniel Phelps

Human male apparently in his mid 60s

He looks like a typical grandfather. When asked about his life he replies frankly, "It has been a landscape forlorn hopes and frustrated aspirations." - not his, but his customers. He is first and foremost an arms dealer. He always provides the goods, the fact that his customers don't always use them wisely is not his concern. He is the biggest private dealer in previously owned, used and surplus small arms in the sector. He specializes in reliable weapons for the lower tech market to be used in standard atmospheres. His inventory typically includes weapons which are generally considered company level or below and stop well short of ship killers. His is preferably a cash and carry business, and anyone needing a consignment to start a revolution or stage a counter-revolution has only to contact him or his staff. Once the payment had been negotiated and funds transferred the consignment would be released. However for an additional fee he will arrange delivery to a mutually acceptable location by the quickest secure route.

His origins are murky. He clearly saw some military service early in his career but for who and where is a matter of conjecture. He was apparently recruited by and served for several years in one of the Imperial Intelligence services but which one is not known. What is know is that he has an almost encyclopedic knowledge of small arms, their individual faults and foibles.

He is very well connected and might be encountered in a posh but very discreet resort, restaurant, hotel, casino etc. If the PCs control, own or serve as crew on a star ship he may seek to use the vessel to deliver a consignment. While he is very above board in his business dealings and will not violate Imperial laws he is less scrupulous regarding the laws of planetary authorities. Possible scenarios involving him might be kidnap attempts by irate planetary officials, delivery of cargoes and the pickup of merchandise.