Rerggen

The Backstory
He knew not what peace was, he was created with unquenchable curiosity. He understood how he came into being eons ago. As collection of space junk, perhaps from a species long past, collided together in a one to a billion shot that created a self-aware machine. He traveled and grew in size, always gathering information. For thousands upon thousands of years he traveled and grew, proceeding thoroughly though the galaxy, that is until he entered Sector 1189, there he encountered an anomaly, a tunnel of sorts through space that forcibly drug him hundreds of light-years in mere moments. When he finally settled and did a scan of the area he found himself a little over half a light-year away from a system with stars in a trinity. Interestingly enough the space around him had a waveform that he could interpret mathematically. In the two days it took him to get into the system he learned at an astonishing rate. By time he entered what was referred to as ‘radio range’ he was able to enter into conversation with the station he found. Freeport 11 as it was called gave him access to their educational databases. Within a week he had processed the stations contents. He had found a little information about a planet, one system away that was inhabited by a race of robots, all of them sentient. As he returned to his vessel and began to undock he found that the control tower wanted his information logged into the system. He paused as he was filling out the paperwork, it was asking for his name, and his ship name. As he processed the question he slowly typed out what he was going to call himself.

Name: Rerggen

Shipname: Solar_Explorer

The controller accepted his paperwork and granted him permission to undock. His vessel slowly accelerated towards the known coordinates of the Omicron Kappa jump hole. As much as it pained him to ignore the rest of the system he had to make it to this planet first, he could always return later to finish his research. As he entered the jump hole alarms sounded. Something was firing on him. Fearfully he dove at maximum speed towards the planet that was filling his view screen. His vessel had never been armed, or armored in its life, and the nomads, as he would learn they were called, were quickly ripping his ship apart around him. As his ship screamed into the atmosphere he deployed the airbrakes, as he slowed his speed and started a scan of the planet’s surface. Within moments he found was he was looking for, a spaceport. As he vessel dropped down onto one of the landing pads he noticed a small force was there to meet him. Rergeen transferred from his shipboard form into his exploration and repair form. The metal shell slowly made its way to the surface. Its blue eye continually feeding information back to the ship, Rergeen held his hands up, in a gesture of peace towards the machines. The formation of robots approached him, and they began to communicate

While their binary language was more advanced than the computer code he used they were still able to effectively communicate. In exchange for his gathered information from outside of the sector the machines rebuilt his vessel, added weapons, armor, and a science suite that would rival that of a Zoner Science Cruiser. With his newly armored vessel, Rergeen was ready to explore this sector that was full of life.

The Ship
The Solar Explorer