Wen has a past. A pointless one. A dreary childhood where he never stood out, a hum drum corporate job that kept him out of the war. No friends, no remaining family. No attachments worth mentioning. Using an unexpected windfall he walked out of his life and bought a firefly.
And that, is where the story really begins. Wen is smart, cool under fire, and good at things he has no business being good at. His nominal education on a border world doesn’t line up with the fact that he seems to know damned near everything about anything. His accent is core world, his mannerisms are military, not civilian. Most curious of all, his doings don’t stick in the cortex. Records with his name in them have a way dropping off when folks aren’t looking. His records are brief and vague. You can look him up, but you won’t find much.
Wen is pragmatic. He’s pretty sure that his past was manufactured for him, but he doesn’t know why or how. He’s keen to learn or confirm anything he can about himself. He sees his circumstances as an adventure, and he’s having a good time with it. His broad smile is genuine, and he manages to keep the crew together with a light touch. His loyalties are balanced between the crew and his desire to stay out of contention. “Settle all debts before liftoff” is his mantra, and it means that he pays back rights and wrongs done to him, quickly.