“Excuse me . . . but, you are Captain Roza Sokolova?”

Looking up from where her attention was fixed on a fan of cards in her hand, the short, redheaded Halfling fixed the speaker with her brilliant blue eyes; her lip curling a bit as she swept her gaze up from the person’s spacer boots. “Da. I am she . . . You wish to speak?” Laying her cards down on the table top, then indicated for one of her fellows to abandon his seat next to her. “Sit.” She gestured towards the now-empty seat, watching as the potential customer did so.

“I run this . . . krewe,” the Halfling in rugged, semi-stylish clothing said, indicating the rag-tag collection of beings seated at the table. “Wrekkers. If you are seeking us . . . then, you must be either very certain? Else you must be most desperate.” Before she leaned back in her seat -- putting her boots up on the table’s edge -- she thumb-flipped up a coin from the stack of next to her cards. “Before we discuss further,” she said, while holding up her hand to make the platinum disc weave between her fingers. “My Rules.”

”The Hamarrniðr. My ship. I will take you where you wish,” she explained in a no-nonsense voice. “You are passenger. Therefore, do as I command, when I command. Do not argue. Do this, and you shall arrive at destination, alive, and with merely a lighter purse than you came aboard with.” Arching one eyebrow, she cocked her head at the person. “Do you find this . . . agreeable? Da?” With a more open smile, Captain Roza swept her feet back to the floor, sitting upright to allow herself to extend her hand. “Si’taah? Poor this gentle citizen a drink! We have business to discuss.” She clasped the platinum coin in her fist with a grin. “Profitable business, Da?”

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Character Name : Roza Stepanida Sokolova
Race : Halfling
Class / Theme : Mechanic/Ace Pilot
Gender : Female
Home World : Colony K, Planet Ix
Alignment : Chaotic Good
Deity : Weydan, The Endless Horizon; god of Equality, Freedom, Discovery & Exploration.

Description : Tall for a Halfling (3’ 4”), with flame-red hair, Opaline-blue eyes and “spacer’s tan” skin. Stronger than she appears, due to her mechanical bent and engineering talents. 60 years young, she has the bearing of a veteran of the space ways, the enthusiasm of any pilot worth their salt and the calm of a true combat “ace”. She wears an Exter Suit, and carries a laser rifle and pistol as part of her weapon kit.


Summary : Roza Sokolova. . . Captain of the Explorer-Class star ship Hamarrniðr -- The Hammerdown -- and while relatively young (for a Halfling) she is ne of the best pilots known to the Pact Worlds. She isn’t some milk-run, freighter driver hauling processed food-disks between Castrovel and Akiton, nor any two-tin credit-stik scoundrel, trying to scrape up a living on the asteroid shoals of Diaspora. She and her crew specialize in recovery and “pre-salvage” skills, and is known for being able haul any cargo, any where for a “modest” price.

Her coolness and cunning under the gun allowed her to make the ill-famed “Absalom Run”, and survive to tell the tale. While threading the dreaded Eye of Praxis -- at Subdrift speeds, no less -- she beat the dreaded Hanson’s Raiders, and liberated them of a bounty creche worth tens of thousands of credits. She calls herself a “business woman of questionable means”, and if anyone calls her a pirate, she’ll shove a frag-grenade down their pants and shove them out the nearest airlock.

Character is created and owned by myself / 2017
Artwork by Osato-Kun / 2017

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