Summary: I once repaired a fusion reactor on a Goliath class frigate with two paper clips and gum. Fun times!
Group: The Main Group (Limited to four companions!)
Game: Across the Stars
Race and NationalityHuman
SkillsReally good at fixing and even building stuff with junk. One time he even built his own laz-pistol. He carries it with him now.
Physical AppearanceLean frame. Heavy brown boots. Black flight jacket with quilted shoulder padding. Ever present fedora.
...and the most magnificent mustache that anyone has ever seen.
Personality and interestsAlways ready with a witty one-liner.
Hates cats. An ex wife had one and it pissed all over everything.
HistoryHis homeworld was always too small for Krueger. From an early age, he dreamed of leaving it behind. Also, he wanted to make a lot of money. He's made a LOT of bad decisions over the years but finally got his act together and combined his natural talent for engineering with formal training. With actual credentials to waive around, it didn't take long before a ship came along in need of his expertise. And so one did. The ITS Cornucopia hired him on. However, on his very first trip the captain picked up a blue cat which got loose and pissed all over the matter/anti-matter containment control module. The resulting explosion killed everyone onboard. Except for Fred Krueger, who escaped through a dimensional rift, into another universe where tentacles are aplenty and cats are just a story made up to scare children. Or at least that's the universe he THOUGHT he'd be going to. Instead he ended up in a bar on a rogue ice planet, in the distant future, sitting next to a viking, wearing a business suit, and talking about nuclear fusion.
WeaknessesHe's kind of a dick and he smokes WAY too much.
Bloody terrible pilot. Just simply awful. But he refuses to admit it.