You are a Vixraliun Naval Sailor in the Forman Wars. You have seen little combat, although you are quite skilled as a Crewman on your vessel, a Vixraliun Heavy Cruiser. One day while on deck, you see a tan, young fellow Crewman leaning against the railing. He notices you, turning his gaze from the horizon to your direction. The Crewman would grin, greeting you casually.

"Yo, wassup? Are you new here? I'm Jakkson."