History
"Blipy was born into the folds of the Omni Corp. She really did not choose to be on thier side... or to be female... or a nano-mage... or so damn cute. As a matter of fact the only two choices she was ever presented with were becoming an engineer and where to spend the greater part of her day. Most of her friends become professions of great power that would some day wield energies, crackling and sparking at thier finger tips, and swing massive weapon, and pull heavy triggers to rain down destruction on thier enemies, cowering under thier blankets... and she chose a screwdriver. Not the greatest story but still a story... of sorts.
There was never any real trouble in her life. She went to school to study. Poured her life into learning the art of the engineer. Helped out friends and 'enemies' alike, but never really accomplished anything. What was there to accomplish for her? Well, as she saw it, nothing. Factions did not mean anything to her. Blipy would use whatever skills she had to help whoever won in the end. Power... nope... does not mean a thing. Money? Just enough to get by. So what did Blipy live for (she asked herself this quite often)? To talk... at length... aboot anything... to everyone. She found the best way to get people to listen is to give things away. She valued her body so that was out of the question. The only thing that her life had left her with was the knowledge to tradeskill... and be cute.
So Blipy tradeskills for free now. She does all her work on a small hill/ledge in Borealis (live and let live she thinks... and for those that just want to kill, the 100% gas is protection enough) that overlooks the whompa to Jobe (tsing for free means you cannot afford to live in something you yourself have not made). She meets allot of people. Ignores pretty much anything that she catches on her communications device from all sides. You can find her there to this day or one of her other underachieving friends, just waiting to help someone who needs it... and to talk."