Name: Devon Michaels
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Appearance: 6'2", Blue eyes, Styled black hair, very tanned, muscular, athletic build.
Age: Good guess would be in his 30's
Personality:
Dev tends to be a chameleon. Changing personality traits and characteristics like most people change shirts. However, he does have a wicked, sharp, and often sarcastic sense of humor that has landed him in about as much trouble as it's gotten him out of. He is also very quick and tends to find rather narrow ways out of his scraps.
Family:
Dev doesn't talk about family. And has never mentioned relatives.
Education and Professional:
Since he was 8 years old, Dev has been riding the tides and the edge of smuggling. He's grown up around, in, and involved in just about every kind of "shady" deal there is. He is a talented pilot with a steady hand and also a quick-on-the-draw marksman. He is also just as quick with a knife as he is with a phaser.
Recent History:
Dev has a number of local writs out and has been known to trail a bounty or two from rather wealthy, slighted, businessmen. It was rumored that he had been caught and was transported to an outer rim penal colony for the duration. However, he turned up on Halodren IV with little more than the clothes on his back. He swallowed a little pride and put in a call to an old "friend"...Ginger Blake.
