My full name is Adriano Juan Rodriguez Gracia
But just call me Adriano Gracia
I am 21 years old
I have good flight and combat skills, but i am a great warrior with the epee and the rifle for example. I am very interested in the xeno archeology and the Dom'Kavash empire. I own a big farm, not very far from the capital, so i am a very good farmer. (I can cook very good as well)
I lost everything and a Guardian of yours made my life happier again, gave me new hope, gave me the feeling to belong to something. He gave me new power. Now i want to protect our glorious home and fatherland, if necessary with my life. I also want to keep my families tradition in the ranks of the Brotherhood.
I was born in 803 A.S. as the son of Carlo Rodriguez Sancez and Lucia Fernanda Aguilar Gracia on planet Crete. My father was a experienced Xenoarcheologist and a very good combat pilot within the Brotherhood. My mother was a good pilot too and she has a big farm on Crete. That was the place where i grew up in the first years. I experienced the interesting life as archeologist as well as the hard life of a farmer. When i was 3 years old, my parents started to involve in combats for the Brotherhood again. So I was given to my grandfather Juan Rodriguez Castro. He was nice to me, I got a wolf as a pet to my birthday, he knew that I love wolves. Later he taught me to behave like a honest well-respected man at the age of four, so it wasn't always easy. I didn't have a nice childhood, i wasn't allowed to play with other children. I had to learn how to fight with the epee and the rifle. I think ma grandfather was the best warrior using the epee and teaching the handling with the epee. I started the training at the age of six. I really got better in combat however I was still a child. I could also listen to my parents when they came home and told about the combats in space. That were exciting stories, and my father told that he won all his battles. I decided to start my flight training at the age of eight. My grandfather liked the idea, so he registered me to the combat flight academy on Crete. When I was nine, I came home proud with my first badge [I counted to the best junior pilots ever flew through asteroid fields with 945k speed (in the simulator], my grandpa had to tell my, that my Father died in combat against five Outcast Dreadnoughts. This fomented my hate on the Outcasts more than ever before. My mother died one year later, in a long-term consequence of gas attack, made by the Red Hessians on Casablanca. I was very upset. Both of my parents died. I was alone with my grandpa (he was very upset too) and I knew, that he was an old man... We lived our now broken life on, until a few weeks ago, in the year 824 A.S. I am 21 years old now. A guardian talked to us on the market on Crete. He encouraged us to live again, in this time, not in the past. He told me about a possible career in the Brotherhood, he told that he knew my father. And he thought that he probably didn't want me to be sad for the rest of my life. At this point i got power again. I was definetly convinced to join the Brotherhood. Also to continue the families tradition. And now i'm here. I hope you accept me in your Ranks as a friend, as a Brother.
