Raised on the fringes of wildspace, Dock made a living slicing into recovered Imperial data and selling it on to interested buyers. With recent Imperial leaks becoming more damaging to the empire, the job grew a little too hot for Dock's liking.

He chartered a ship and headed inwards, now working as a private contractor for all things technology.

Scruffy white shirt, thick padded jacket over the top. Numerous different pockets usually with broken bits of technology hanging out of them.