Everyone I care about dies
Relynia Sorrene Faction: G.A - Galactic Alliance - Defense Fleet - Battlegroup Andor Rank: Captain - Starfighter Corps Affiliation: Galactic Alliance Defense Fleet - Battlegroup Andor - Commodore Olivia's corvette line (Serving as the CAG aboard its flagship) Species: Human(Chandrilan/Reeceean hybrid) Age: 29 Sex: Female Height: 5'7" Weight: 123 pounds Eyes: Brown Hair: Black Skin: Honey Force Sensitive: False |
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Backstory: Relynia’s earliest clear memories would be of terror, crying while a shuttle fled certain destruction. She would never know her parents, having only been months old when the space station that once housed her fell under Sith bombardment, and her mother and father were forever lost to an uncaring cosmos. Her care eventually would fall under that of her aunt, an honorably-discharged Chandrillan Defense Force pilot, leading to more than a decade of happiness, and an ever-growing curiosity about the strange nature of space. But the joy began to draw to a close, eventually ending with her own guardian’s sudden disappearance. And Relynia never saw her again. Growing up in a Chandrilan orphanage would prove difficult for a now fourteen year old Relynia, charged with the aftermath of three major losses, grew apprehensive about caring for anyone ever again, and spending the rest of her life unadopted. Throughout her years, she stayed distant from her peers and the rest, prone to emotional outbursts on the occasions where such isolation became impossible. And through the isolation, a single coping mechanism arose, seeing Relynia spend the majority of her time looking at the stars, and reading of the exploits of the current war. When she turned nineteen, Relynia would enlist in the Galactic Alliance’s Merchant Marine fleet, with simple aspirations of making a living; though she buried her own motivation of simply running as far from Chandrila and her trauma as possible. Aboard the AMV Legacy, she kept to herself, avoiding conversation with others while she focused on unloading and otherwise handling cargo. However, as time went on, she grew closer to one of the freighter’s auxiliary shuttle pilots, Yavana Frytheur. From her, Relynia seemed to open up, while finding comfort in regular shuttle relays in which she began to pick up the basic operations of piloting. The world she knew collapsed in 856 ABY. The Sith now swept throughout Alliance space, and amidst the shock and surprise, broke down the government. Relynia, twenty four at the time, and her then-wife, Yavana, would be caught in the struggle as a hyperdrive malfunction took the Legacy into the chaos above Coruscant. But as the two, and several others abandoned ship via one of the shuttles, a stray piece of debris crashed through the viewports, killing half the passengers, and including Yavana. The following years saw Relynia thoroughly disillusioned with notions of love or friendship, and now harboring a deeper resentment for the Sith than ever before. Throughout the Alliance exile, she hunted Sith convoys and patrol groups alike with fiery determination, having been drafted into the remaining starfighter corps and slowly rising to the rank of 2nd Lieutenant. When the exiled government once again planted its flag on Coruscant, and once the proper diplomatic procedures solidified a new Galactic Alliance, Relynia was transferred to the new Starfighter Corps, taking a year of official training, and being certified as an X-Wing pilot. At the age of twenty-nine, the now Lieutenant Sorrene was placed in command of the newly-formed Wolfpack Squadron, and in her first mission as the unit’s commanding officer, would be sent to defend Csilla from the new Brotherhood of the Maw threat. In the end, the objectives collapsed, and she saw her squadron whittled down to nothing, eventually taking enough damage to her own fighter to warrant her ejecting from the craft; Though managed to hold out long enough to be rescued by a vessel from Commodore Constantine Olivia’s corvette line. When she returned to Alliance space, Relynia was awarded the rank of Captain for her service and dedication, Now transferred from her original carrier to running the air group aboard the flagship of the very corvette line that had saved her life, the ANV Revenge. |
Strengths and Weaknesses: +Piloting Proficiency - Relynia maintains mastery of operating shuttles, along with having her own abilities with a fighter augmented by standard Alliance training. +Emotional Mask of Confidence - On a typical occasion, she can keep her own emotions hidden behind an outward appearance of professionalism. Though her mask still may be taxed enough to break. -Emotional Outbursts - In the event that Relynia is sufficiently reminded of her own past, she may be prone to outbursts of raw regret and anger. -Looming Fears - Relynia maintains strict avoidance of piloting or boarding most shuttlecraft, or forming new relationships with colleagues, among other fears. | Appearance: Solidified by a typically professional choice of attire, Relynia can either be found in a flight-suit, or an Alliance dress uniform. Though, she also has an affinity toward coats of varying types. With a heavier interest in practicality, Relynia keeps her hair swept back and out of the way. The only thing that seems to distract from an otherwise "plain" appearance would be her wedding ring, a relic from a better time in her life. Ship: X-Wing Space Superiority Fighter ANV Revenge Air Group: Serpent Squadron - 12 V-Wing Heavy Interceptors Razor Squadron - 12 X-Wing Space Superiority Fighters |
"Definition of Cursed? You're looking at 'er."
"I see dead people."
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