[I'm not sure if people can tell, but I have edited this post 3 times, because I accidentally posted a blank post and didn't know how to delete it >.< So I thought I might as well make it IC so its worth something at least. I'm still getting used to the RPGateway layout sorry.]
Out in the the distance of Athens, Ranthol could see the remnants of a bombed out city. Another reminder of the war. With a sigh he adjusted his bag on his shoulder and started walking out towards the nearest port. At this point he didn't care where he was going, as long as it was off this rock. After reaching the port he found a group off colonists leaving to make a new life out on Persephone. Ranthol smiled. Evesdown docks was one of the easiest places to find work in the 'verse. The trip was long, and none of the other passengers spoke to Ranthol much, though at a few points he had tried to initiate conversation, with failed results.
Soon, the colonists broke atmo and started moving towards the Docks. The pilot of the ship had little experience, and followed suit behind another ship. A firefly.