Name: Jane Solara (Last name unknown)
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Race: Human
Status: Tactitian
Location: Unknown
History: At the young age of 5, Jane watched Earth be destroyed from a local space center thousands of miles away from it. Her family had been one of the first to be evacuated from Earth. She was too young to know what was going on, but as soon as the explosions started raining down on her home planet; she knew exactly what was happening.
Jane's father was a very intelligent man, who had been apart of the group that uncoded the first messages received from the Congregate. Her father was granted safety and comfort for his deed in what all thought to be just an unspoken threat, but when ships were spotted heading towards Earth, her father took advantage of the safety and comfort offered.
Not long after the war had started, Jane's parents enlisted her into one of the most tactful school on the base. She began studying the art of war and how to make the decisions to win one. Being only a small child, she was set apart from the older crowd of children until a year or two after her arrival at the base when she stepped up to be lead tactitian in her group of soldiers. From the first word that escaped her mouth, adults around the base took note of her skills in war and her abilities to plan attacks that were overlooked.
By the time she hit her teenage years, she was considered the youngest and most successful tactitian. This was the gateway into her future career as one of the most desired tactitians. Soon after her praise for her skills, her mother caught a deadly disease that had somehow managed to spread across the base. The morning after her mother's death, Jane and her father were transported to the headquarters of Earth.
Only a few hours after settling in, Jane and her father were assigned jobs that best fit their skills. Jane being grouped with elite tactitians, who soon discovered her ability in war to be most needed. Her father was admitted back with his original group of scientist and translators that had been saved in war.
This new life seemed perfect until the Congregate attacked the headquarters. Jane had been sent off to a local space center to recruit young tactitians. Jane didn't find out the news until she was on her way back to HQ. She only asked one thing and that was the report of survivors. There were none.
Nine years after the HQ incident, Jane found herself shut-off from the world around her. To her, she had nothing left to live for. Her parents had died away from land. They couldn't be buried beneath the dirt they had both lived most of their lives on. This struck a new flame within Jane..
She would get Earth back.
Personality: As a young girl, Jane learned from training that emotions were something best keep hidden. She had mastered the control of her emotions until her mother past. This broke Jane, and her father was the only thing left holding her together. At HQ, Jane began to open up and laugh at the people around her. She realized that taking life too serious would make this a very long, miserable one. She had finally found a place she could call home.
With this new found happiness, Jane opened the idea of love. She would catch herself thinking about dating someone on the ship and having the same love her parents had shared with each other. It seemed that fate didn't like the life Jane imagined herself having and intervened.
The loss of Jane's father was all it took to completely shatter her heart. The idea of love faded along with the memory of her parents. She now found herself feeling trapped in a dark, lonely place. She had nowhere to run to, so she found herself traveling from base to base. She had turned into something she vowed to never be; a drifter. She had no desire to connect with any of the beings she had met as she moved through the galaxy. To her, she only need strictly professional relationships to survive. And this was where she was wrong.
She was on her way back to a compartment she had been renting out for the week when she found her mind wondering, so the direction she intended on going got lost along with her concentration. She now found herself at the body release section of the space center. She watched as a family said goodbye to what looked like their father. The commanders in charge of the release shoved out the family because they were on a schedule.
Jane couldn't look away as she watched the young mother clutch her children close to her as their father was thrown out into space to float from now until forever. She knew what the kids were feeling, and she vowed to herself that she would try to save as many families from this lack of a funeral as possible.
She finally opened her eyes and saw the person she could be. She had finally found hope.
Skills: Jane had started training with a sword after the death of her father. She found peace in the way the sword moved through air. She felt herself become graceful with the sword. Unlike most weapons of the time, her sword would not stall or break during a fight that could lead to death. Her reflexes soon showed to be an asset as she became quicker than most of the men in war. She began to study the art of stealth in depth and practiced with her sword daily. She could have easily became a drugged out waste of space in life, but this kept her mind at ease when she practiced.
Through her years of traveling, she came across many skilled fighters that taught her to use her quickness for more than she had expected. Jane's physical appearance became a weapon for her as many soldiers during her training sessions would ease up on her because she seemed so brittle and small, but as soon as they let their guard down for a second she would strike. The second of doubt that had felt towards her ability to fight would be the cause of their death, but one deadly sin one would commit is to question her swordsmanship. Do that and you'll surely be cut.