Place and year of birth: Planet New Berlin, New Berlin system, 20th October, 795 A.S.
Personal Background: Where to start? I was born and raised into a wealthy family on our glorious capitol, privately tutored and shielded from outside influences until I was nearly a man. My parents were the strict and traditional kind, and I was enlisted in one of the military academies of New Berlin, from where I graduated in 813 A.S.
Afterwards, I joined an autonomous military division based out of Dresden, and spent the next five years combating the various elements "for the greater glory of the people of Rheinland". Such propaganda passed for some, but I had my own reasons.
In 817, during the outbreak of the war, my division was accused of high treason, and I would be lying if I said it wasn't entirely our fault. Many fell, others were arrested, but I managed to escape with my personal Wraith, and take refuge among the Zoners on Freeport one. Deciding to let bygones be bygones, I wandered the sector for a while, before finally settling down on Freeport Ten, Tau 37, the other side of the sector. There I served for a time as a guard of the freeport, but even that came to an end.
I eventually returned to Rheinland, and secretly visited New Berlin, where I was introduced with some of the activists of the party, and ultimately decided to join the movement. And here I am now, on Brucshal.
What brings you to our cause? I've served outside your particular armee, but still affiliated with the Bundschuh for over a year now and I feel I could contribute much more if I was working inside the Vereinigte Widerstandsarmee, rather than flying on my own.
The corruption inside Rheinland cannot be disregarded, I fled from it once, and I will be damned if I did it again.
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