Don't let the title fool you.  I know little German, so don't wrote in German and expect me to understand. Anyways, I'm here now. What next?

Fantastic! I'll get started on it once this week is over with as I'm a bit busy right now and I don't have any access to a computer.at the moment, only my phone

Name: Kray Luatha
Homeworld: None
Age: 29
Species: Human
Native Language: Basic
Gender: Male
Skin Color: Caucasian
Height: 6’1”
Weight: 185 lbs
Hair Color: Dyed, grey-ish purple
Facial Hair: Clean-shaven
Eye Color: Blood red
Scars: Various nicks here and there, none major
Tattoos: None

Physical Description
Kray is what most humans would call tall and moderately sized. Overall, average. But his actual appearance deviates from this quite a bit. Often found wearing an odd assortment of clothes (quite literally whatever he can find), he cares little for the nicities of society and so, typically puts little care into his appearance.

One constant, however, is his goggles. Custom-made, they fit the countors of his face perfectly and serve as protection for his eyes, . His eyes were mechanically augmented at some point in his past, giving him a massive increase in sight capabilities. For all its advantages, the augmentation also had its drawbacks. It left his eyes vulnerable to large amounts of light, which could permanently blind him if he went unprotected. Protection isn’t the only benefit the goggles grant. They were interwoven with certain technologies, which creates a heads-up-display for Kray to freely view whenever he chooses. This HUD is much like what is seen in the standard issue Stormtrooper helmets.

Deceptively strong and surprisingly quick, Kray is a deadly opponent in melee combat, yet shows almost no aptitude for blasters and other guns.

Personality
Wary and always watching, Kray is typically silent, preferring to observe rather than participate. He is not impulsive, nor is he rash, preferring to take time to analyze his decisions before making them. However, the time he usually takes to think over decisions is rather rapid by other’s standards and so it can seem as if he acts on the fly, when in reality his actions are carefully planned out. He isn’t trusting of strangers - or even acquaintances - but once a being earns his trust, he is one of the most loyal beings one could possibly know. He rarely shows his emotions, his face usually blank and unreadable.

He is what one could describe as “chaotic neutral.” His moral compass is convoluted and known only to him. His thoughts and actions are his own and he is practically unpredictable. While he will not wrong one he considers a friend, all others would do good to be cautious concerning him. Good deeds are not above him, as he has been known to go out of his way to do good for someone he doesn’t even know, with no chance of reward for himself.

Joining the Vast Empire
He frowned, fingering the worn identicard, as he looked at the man seated across from him. He had already visited some of the beings whose names were listed on the card, but had had no luck so far. One had been dead many years, and the other two refused to even see him. Through each dead end, he kept on. After all, where else could he go?

The man was speaking, his words registering in Kray’s mind, “I knew the old man, yes. Was a family friend when I was a child, long ago. Haven’t seen him in person in a decade, though I have talked to him on the comm a few times since then. Anyways, I understand your situation. The fact that you actually took the time to investigate each of those names on that little card of yours tells me many things.”

Kray’s frown deepened and his brow lowered, leading to a hasty apology from his acquaintance, “I meant no insult. It’s just that you seem to be a man without a place. A wanderer, drifter, or something of the sort. Are you lost in this vast galaxy? Do you not have anywhere else you could go?”

A smirk went with his reply, “Not all those who wander are lost, Lieutenant. And no. I don’t.”

The officer hesitated slightly, unsure as how to continue, “No, no. Of course not. Where I’m getting at, is that the Vast Empire is always in need of fresh recruits. We could definitely use you. What do you say?”

Kray didn’t answer as he silently weighed his options. He wasn’t even expecting any aid to be given, much less an actual occupation. Still, some things were too good to be true. Paranoia took the chance to slip through the chink in the wall and it took an effort to force it away. No, no. The Lieutentant seemed to be honest and trustworthy.  But anyone could hide behind a mask of friendliness.

Though, on the other hand, the man had been right. He didn’t have anywhere else to go, and as galling as it was to admit that, it was true. He had the distinct feeling that a return to the world he originated from would not be well received. The streets were cold and unforgiving, and beings rarely escaped unscathed, physically and mentally. Unconsciously, he reached up and gently touched his goggles, tracing his finger along the outer edge.

Not all those who wander are lost . . . Maybe it is time to end my wandering, at least for the time being . . .

“I accept.”

Thanks. I'm still working out a few kinks in my backstory, but it will hopefully be up in a day or two

Good to see you're ready to start writing!  It's an entertaining read, Flashpoint, but make sure your bio has all three sections covered, when it's done: physical description, personality overview, and a breakdown of relevant personal history including why and how he joined the VE. 

You're clear to move on to the next Chapter, Flashpoint, though I would like to see a little more elaboration on his motives for joining the VE, or alternatively his feelings which cause him to stay.  Great work so far!

-WO2 Trykon

I understand he "chose a name at random" from a list given him by the doctor, but why stay with the VE?  "The rest, as they say, is history," is the bit I'd like a little more clarification about. 

Ah, sorry for the miscommunication.  Yes, that's much better, thanks.  A little clarity of motivation/attitude gives your fellow VE-ers something to seize onto when writing about your character.  You're clear to move on, Flashpoint.