Name: Nomad
Age: A couple of hours (or trillions of years, depending on how you look at it)
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Race: Akhir
Sex: Genderless, but for most purposes male (his apppearence is male and male pronouns are used for him)
Personality: Nomad [b]loves[/b] sharp suits. He has an obsession. He is intelligent, but detached - he thinks in the long term, and sees life mathematically, as a resource rather than as a necessity. In other words, during a battle he'd be willing to lose thousands if it meant an overall victory in the long run. He has very little empathy, unless the person he is empathising with has an obsession with shapr suits. Did I mention he likes sharp suits?
How he got here: The Akhir are a race of god-like creatures that control the fate of the universe. They are immensely good at micro-management, as you might expect. Nomad got bored. That was literally it. He removed all his memories except a new name for himself, built a body and dropped himself into cargo hold D. He had the power and capabilities that most people would sell their soul for, and he abandoned it practically on a whim. So far, he hasn't really got a job, but once the rest of the crew find him he'll come up with something.