Age: 42
Height: 6'1
Weight: Extremely light
Iris color: Brown
Hair color: Brown
Personal info: Flowers, formerly known as Roger Simmons, suffered a severe mental breakdown five years ago. No one really knows what went wrong in his head, it's presumed to be some mutated form of PTSD or Amnesia. Don't expect him to be hostile when you find him. He'll probably greet you with a hug or something.
Priority: Medium

Age:Unknown
Height: Unknown
Weight: I'm assuming fat, because of his ship name
Iris color: Unknown
Hair color: Unknown
Personal info: Jerry is a wild card. I've no information about him aside from that he flies The Fat Clydesdale, and he's damn good at it. He is a pirate that became close friends with Flowers. He wanted to join up with me about eight months ago during a mission on some false info I retrieved that got a close friend of mine killed. He vanished after that. His piloting skills will come in handy.
Status: In jail
Location: N/A
Leads: N/A
Priority: Medium

Age:20
Height:167 cm
Weight: 65 kg
Hair color: Blonde
Iris color: Blue
Personal info: Matilda Antioch. Met her brother George a while back. She used to run with the Colonial 27th fleet alongside Jayse. They were wiped out on a patrol through an ancient jumpgate located in Coronado. They're the last two survivors. Their experience will definitely come in handy.
Status: Unavailable due to pregnancy

Priority: Medium

Age: 27
Height: 5'11
Weight: 181lbs
Hair Color: Black
Iris Color: Brown
Personal info: Jayse Maxwell was a Captain in the Colonial Republics 27th fleet. He's one of the only surviving members that has been seen in months. The others have been presumed dead due to a dangerous confrontation through an ancient jump gate in the Coronado system. His experience with the Royal Navy, Infected individuals and Nomads on the front lines will be very useful to us. Unfortunately, there's no telling what trouble he might of gotten himself in to. It's best if you locate him quickly.
Status: Unknown
Location: Last spotted on Planet Los Angeles, California
Leads: Matilda may know more, I ran in to him myself on a trip through Liberty a month ago, but I haven't found anything on him since.
Priority: High

Age: Unknown
Height: Unknown
Weight: Unknown
Iris color: Unknown
Hair color: Unknown

Mister Lagsalot is a mercenary who is rather fond of working for the Liberty Navy. I myself have worked with him before, and had him work against me. He's a very good pilot, and we'll need all the help we can get.
Status: Active
Location: On a mission

Age of enlistment: 18
Age of retirement: 74
Current age: 74
Date of birth: 747 A.S, March 3rd
Rank: Colonel
Division: Marines, 24th platoon, commanding officer.
Biography: Born and raised to two members of the Liberty Navy, Douglas Edgar Kovic had military service running in his family for nearly three-hundred years. One year after becoming eligible for enlistment, Kovic signed up on West Point, where he spent six years learning from the best the Navy had to offer. After graduating, Kovic was assigned to peace keeping duties, security details, and nineteen different warships. During the Nomad war of 800-801 A.S, Kovic, at the rank of Lieutenant Commander, ran a small resistance team in Liberty against the infected out of his home on Planet Houston. He was awarded the Medal of Honor, and Purple Heart, for the loss of his right ear during a fighter battle in orbit where he took a critical hit. During the period of 804-813 A.S, he was a teacher on board West Point Military Academy. His students often recognized him as cruel, inspiring, brave, insane and intelligent. During the Rheinland war, he coordinated small strikes in to Hamburg and on larger targets in the defense of Texas. Later, when Bretonia called for Liberty's aid, he was deployed and given the rank of Colonel on the ground. He had remained in military service on the ground and in the air until June 23rd, 821 A.S, where he was pulled from the planet-side battle of Leeds and was forced to retire. He kept his fighter afterwards as a momentum of his time serving Liberty.

Personal notes: When I graduated West Point, I thought I would never have to hear from this man ever again. He sent me a hand-written letter, delivered by courier to my hotel room on New Tokyo. It contained a lot of things... I'll upload it to this file. Kovic is an obnoxious, cruel bastard. He taught me everything I knew. On the battlefield, there are no rules. It's you, or them. His lectures involved war stories, calling people sissies and girls, babies, and a lot of other things. He was a brilliant strategist and a fantastic man. I hated him more than I have ever hated anyone in my entire life.

To: Cmd. Joshua Hunt.

Howdy, there, chicken legs! How you been? Still wanted fer' treason you scumbag? I always said you was good fer' nothin', but I kind o' respected you in a certain way. You may not have been the most noticeable student I had the displeasure of teachin', but you were creative, an' I got to know you a bit. You still got them itty bitty girly legs? 'Course not, you made it to Commander before you defected! I'd say I'm proud, but I'm no liar. You were like a son to me in a strange... Man to student way. I respected yer' actions, and yer' ability to always fight for what's right, an' lets be honest.. You're damned hard t' kill. I would know! I tried!

Yer' pro'lly wonderin' why yer' most favorite teacher is writin' you. I'm old, Hunt. I can't say I have many friends. I yell at everything I don't like, an' I certainly would yell at you given the chance. They pulled me outta' the fight and forced me to retire. Said I'm too old to be fightin'. I say no way! This fight ain't over, an' I ain't gon' let Lady Liberty fall to no French freaks! They got their big fancy Battleships, but I fought them on the ground! They ain't able to hold their own without numbers!

Anywho, could you come visit me? All the other students o' mine returned the letters... I ain't got no one no more.

Shut it, dirt bag,

Colonel Douglas Kovic.

Mission information:
Location: Liberty
Status: Active
Leads: None.