Walter Raffles
| Walter Raffles | |
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| Profile | |
| Origin |  Bretonia
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| Affiliation | Volksfront,Bundschuh |
| Born | February 7th, 790 A.S., Planet Leeds |
| Died | Still Alive |
History
Early Life
Like many who grew up on Leeds, his childhood is something that Walter would rather not remember. His mother dead from an accident at the factory she worked, his father always far away as a mechanic on the BAF's battleships, Walter spent his early years being passed around between uncaring relatives. These people scraped by like everyone else on leeds, and Walter learned early on that his impoverished life had little to do with a lack of love or caring from his family. Passing the age of 10, he began to pitch in - like many children on leeds - taking any jobs that he could get in factories or other industrial operations.
With a quick mind and a respectful tongue, he was eventually picked up at the age of 15 as a mechanic's apprentice. He worked hard, mind filled with the adventures of that other Leeds apprentice: Edison Trent. Finishing his apprenticeship at the age of 19, he found himself unemployed - his master unable to afford the wages of a journeyman tradesperson. And so, hat in hand, Walter went to the local Bowex office.
The recruitment office on Leeds was a quiet place - the government restricting who was allowed to leave the planet. Normally, a mechanic like Walter would've been highly valued for all sorts of industry and denied an off-planet work visa, but for the first time in his life, Walter Raffles stumbled upon some good luck.
The day before he went to the office, Walter met his father in what was a rare rendezvous. Although he respected his father, Walter never truly loved him. Raised more by himself than anyone else, Walter knew that his father was not to blame but couldn't truly welcome someone he'd never really known. Walter's father - Edward, knew this and respected his son all the more for what he had done. Assigned once again to another tour, he gave his son one last gift before his departure - a letter of recommendation from one Edward Raffles, Chief Petty Officer - 1st class Master Mechanic and veteran of 20 years.
Now for all the visas and regulations that form modern government, patronage still dominated Bretonian society. With letters of reference from two Master Mechanics - one a veteran and loyal subject of the crown, Bowex had no choice but to offer young Walter Raffles a spaceborne opportunity.
Bowex
Initially assigned to one of Bowex's massive yet aging craft - a Stork class advanced train, Walter served as an engineering crewmen, working on the craft for 3 years. His performance ratings painted a picture of a diligent and intelligent young mate, earning a letter of commendation by saving two other crewmen when a reactor almost overheated, his quick thinking defusing the situation. With these reports highlighting both his independent thinking and competence, Walter was assigned as the Chief Engineer of a Percheron transport. For someone of Walter's experience, it was almost a demotion - the title of chief engineer was a farce, he was the only one! - but he recognized it as a test of his abilities to operate independently. He served for three more years on the Percheron
