Like most of bantrid-kind, I just woke from stasis in 314 AG with no memory of what had come before. And apparently, my bloodstream was full of these little hangers-on from the start.
Didn't know that right away though. Only found out in the first year of my doctorate when some punk from the Unbroken Sphere pulled a knife on me while we were quite literally butting heads over the meaning of a recent archaeological find.
Anyway, my little helpers kept me alive enough to knock out that little fascist and get proper medical help. Best the doctors could tell, they'd been dormant in my bloodstream ever since before I went into stasis.
Once I finished my doctorate in xenoarchaeology, I got word First Seeker Hadif was hiring qualified folks, so I left Hibb behind to study other worlds, in hopes they'd give up their secrets more easily than Hibb.
