Name: Rhys
Age: 28
Gender: Male

Appearance:

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[url=https://survarium.com/en/art/black-market-mercenary]Sauce[/url]
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[url=https://www.cgtrader.com/3d-models/space/spaceship/drone-v9-scifi]Sauce[/url]
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Profile:

Rhys grew up in the Midwest United States.  He'd seen the Earth go to shit right before his very eyes.  Born an only child to a pair of farmers, Rhys grew up working to supply what little food he could for his family, and the community around him.  His father eventually abandoned the farm before it became too dangerous for the family to continue living there. Rhys and his family lived a nomadic lifestyle from there on, scrapping and selling anything of value they could find.  When Rhys was 23, his parents were killed helping defend a town from bandits.  Rhys himself escaped with only minor wounds, but ultimately never forgave himself for allowing his parents to die.

In the days that followed, Rhys continued to wander around the US Midwest.  He lent a hand to those in need, but almost never for free.  He tried to maintain a caring and positive outlook, and offered clients the lowest price he could afford to work for.  One job had him running security for a scavenging sweep of an R&D lab somewhere in the Las Vegas area, where he found the drone he later christened Pretty Fly.  Rhys was no expert with robotics or computers, but is slowly learning if only to see what secrets Fly has to offer.  So far, Rhys has determined that Fly was at some point an AI platform, but at the present time is little more than a combat support drone.  The modifications marking her as such suggest that the original creators had trashed her, and a previous scavenger had rebuilt her.

These days, Rhys still wanders the continental United States, sometimes venturing as far north as Canada. Fly has been a constant companion to him since his parents died, and it even seems capable of basic emoting.  Though not as pristine as she once was, Rhys takes great care in selecting good parts to repair Fly with, and is very protective of her.  Though he still takes odd jobs from time to time, Rhys has discovered a newfound endgame.  Whispers of salvation.  An escape from this dying earth.  A ship, named Endeavor Six...