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| Topic Started: Apr 17 2018, 03:51 AM (53 Views) | |
| MacTrom | Apr 17 2018, 03:51 AM Post #1 |
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Name: Sylandra Godwin Personality: Cool and distant with people she doesn't know well. Confident and self-assured. Appearance: Tall and lithe, SYLANDRA has an air about her of confidence and self-assurity. She carries a pistol strapped cross draw on her left hip; an odd class that is not found around these parts too often (see below). She tends t' wearin' old fatigue pants with plenty of pockets, pull-over kinda shirts and simple colors. It is almost like she is tryin' to stay unnoticeable. Seldom does she smile except to those who she takes to heart. Most everyone is a stranger and someone to watch out for. She wears her hair long, usually loose or in a single braid at the back. Equipment: Duffle with several changes of clothes; small data pad with library discs; personal belongings including a figurine that she treasures. An odd pistol http://firefly-tales.com/Images/Faces/Verility-Pistol.jpg with both standard and banana clips of ammo. A knife that fits in a boot sheath. A tight fitting ballistic vest that she wears under her shirt when necessary. A custom armored EVA vacc suit that she received from her previous hitch with Arc Lightning. History: She doesn't talk much about her background, but it would seem that she had a brother and uncle who gave their lives in war, and it is almost like she holds a grudge of some kind. When talk of the war comes up, her eyes turn hard and she stiffens noticeably. Some have even heard her cursin' soft at such talk. She presents herself as a vagabond who is just travelin' the 'Verse in search of somethin' that she will not find. DOB: 2493 on Three Hills. Sylandra grew up in a family run trader ship, the Garson's Folly. The family just managed to make ends meet; neither rich nor poor. Her parents were lost during a mining incident, she and her brother were raised by her uncle. Although usually home-schooled, there were times when she attended classes on some planet, usually Greenleaf, learning the more intellectual studies. It was during one of these planet based studies that the Folly was boarded by Alliance officers and her Uncle and older Brother were shot as gun-runners. The Folly was confiscated, never to be heard of again. She suspects that the commander of the raid is somehow using his Alliance troops to capture innocent vessels and pirate them off somewhere for some nefarious purpose. She has no direct evidence of this, although it is one of her driving forces. I was at school at the time. All I got was an official notice that my brother and uncle had been caught gun-running by the Alliance. The officer in charge had them executed and taken the ship as prize. She was a smaller mid bulk; a Jo Lynn class. They were transporting industrial supplies to Santos. Not military. I believe the Alliance used a ruse to take over many independant ships, capturing them to keep them from becoming Browncoats'. After learning of her loss of kin, she dropped out of site and became a homeless teen. During this time she met Jason, another troubled individual with a grudge against the Alliance. It turned out that he was a member of an underground movement and she readily joined in. Within this group of teens and young independents, she was taught many covert skills including IED construction, hand to hand combat, small arms fire and disguises. During one operation, Jason suffered a mortal wound and died in her arms. She swore vengeance and had a tattoo branded on her left hip of a bleeding heart pierced by a dagger, dripping onto the Alliance flag. Her pistol's holster sits pressed against this tattoo as a reminder. I was 19, just turned such and still in the streets. The pain in my shoulder sharp and agonizing. He hovered above me, his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet, the edge of a blade at my throat. I could only see the dark horror in his eyes, nothing else seemed to matter. Something about his right eyebrow; a cut that divided the brow in half. The pain I felt, and the helplessness of the situation, brought a dark edge to my vision. He moved the knife away, but pushed my face to one side with his hand. I could feel him tearing at my clothes. His weigh pressing against me. And then the pain. I tried to scream but it wouldn't come out. My shoulder; and somewhere else... I slid away into darkness... I awoke to find Jason hovering over me. As I rolled over, I saw the man's body lying in a pool of his own blood mere feet from where I lay. The deep cut across his throat evidence of Jason's protection. Our time together lasted two years. Then there was the affair with a security guard. From him I gained more experience with guns, stealth, and improved my street knowledge. in 2516, I landed a job with a security firm, employed as a courier. I was sucessful at my job, but eventually felt I needed to pursue this burning desire to find out the truth behind the death of my brother, and the whereabouts of "Garson's Folly" She has one treasure: a figurine of a fairy that was given to her by her brother just prior to his last voyage. The odd pistol that she carries was her father's, passed down to her after his fatal disaster. ![]() Primary Skill: Stealth/covert military skills although no military background. Good shot with her pistol and long guns such as rifle, assault rifle and shotgun. Good at security, bomb disposal and booby trap disarming. Secondary Skill: Most anything useful around the ship; some piloting and navigation skills. She was raised on a family trader, but does not have a pilot license. "Bruce" -- Sylandra's favored weapon, plus some of its accessories.
Edited by MacTrom, Jul 5 2018, 04:25 AM.
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