Age: 32 years (Sol Standard: 365 days) Height: 5.8 ft Weight: 191.8 lbs Hair Color: rustbrown Eye Color: brown
Planet/Station of Origin:
Stuttgart
Background Information:
Born in 785 A.S at planet stuttgart. Raised during the times of propaganda, and a slowly recovering Rheinland. One can say the propaganda and the situation made him want to make a difference. Increasing news reports of Hessian and Bundush attacks made him leave his job as a engine developer and join the military. He signed up for the Stuttgart Military Recruit school, it was a rather easygoing warm-up course before the real school started. Asbjorn passed with ok grades, and was put on the list for "possible candidates". There were no suprise that the military only wanted the best, and his simulator scores were rather, unsatisfying in all but one class, the bomber class. He was the best in that class, always dealing the most damage and taking the least damage. Asbjorn was accepted into the academy, for a trail period of 2 weeks. The most important 2 weeks of his life.
During his days in the academy he met a load of people. Some cocky, other nervous and some, just outright jerks. Asbjorn quicly learned that the family background was important. So he shut my mouth tight and insisted on not telling about his parents no matter what. After all, a father repairing hoverbiken and a mother working in a bakery was nothing to brag about. On top of it all, it seemed like all the others came from wealthy or military influenced families.
Once his trail ended, he was accepted into the academy. Due to his scores in the bomber simulator program alone. Always flying head on whatever it was, fearlessly, yet knowing he had a fair chance aslong he had a SNAC.
Day after day, hour after hour. Asbjorn was put through one test after the other, polishing his skills untill he was nothing but flawless in his role. Ofcourse it was a downside too... Endless ammounts of "homework" and training was taking its toll on his body and mind. When the holyday finally started he was too exhausted to enjoy it. Sleeping through most of it.
September, 1st 807 A.S
Finally graduation day. Asbjorn had waited a long time for this moment, and he was almost shaking of excitement. Well, just almost. All pilots were trained well, tought to act professionally at all times, weather it be good or bad. Asbjorns teacher at the recruit school once said; "Hiding ones feelings can make a big difference". A lesson he had taken to heart.
As expected he was graduated as a bomber pilot, 9.2/10 points given in total, overall making him the best bomber pilot to graduate a Rheinland Academy that year. 29 days later he signed up for the Secondary Fleet.
He was instantly accepted, and was given a snubnose with full kit.
Asbjorn didn't fly it for long before he was annoyed by the engines, they were cheating, and somethimes dieing on him. So, using his knowledge about motors he got to work, fixing and upgrading the engines. Leaving him with a engine system, more reliable and efficient then any other pilot. It was so efficient, that a few copies were made and outfitted on some newer models, for the sake of testing them out. Sadly they were never implemented on more then 10 bombers, maintanance cost and spare parts were too hard and expensive to get for them to be profitable in a mass production.
Asbjorn, still using his homebrew engine, had set himself a goal. To be part of the primary fleet, but for that he needed a reputation. This new goal put him into a new era of hard work and studying.
Basic Personality Traits:
stubborn daredevil
Ship Class:
Snubnose bomber
Other:
Yesterday i attempted to support a [RM] against a hessian RPC. Sadly i failed due to a gunboat with lacking experience, and a RM vhf thinking he would be to no help.
I have experience with bombers, ranging from the Fafnir to the Roc
Discovery Forum Name: aerelm Name: Adrian Wiesen Rank: Feldwebel S.K.Y.P.E designation: aerelm
Age: 21 Height: 182 cm Weight: 67 kg Hair Color: Dark Brown Eye Color: Black
Planet/Station of Origin: Planet New Berlin
Background Information:
Adrian Wiesen was born in 797 A.S, Planet New Berlin. His father, Alfrede Wiesen, one of the high Ranking officers of Rheinland Military, was one of the many who disappeared during Nomad Wars, suspected to be possessed by Nomads - The group later known as Das Wilde -. Ever since, Adrien had been living with his Uncle, Fernandas Wiesen, as a Child, he always dreamed about joining military and launching an operation to rescue his father, as the years passed, the dream turned into a more realistic one, considering his father wont be back, he started dreaming about joining Military to become someone like him. As the years past, and he became more mature, the 'dreams' turned into a more realistic points of view, As a result, at the age of 16, he joined a Private Military Academy on New Berlin, using help of his uncle and his knowledge to go through his training, but never actually leaving for space. The Trainings in the Private Academy were limited to Simulation programs and A.I Based combat situations, resulting in loss of courage in some like Adrien, because they realized the Real Combat situations would be much harder. After spending 3 years of training, finally at the age of 19, he entered Space for the first time, and with help of his uncle, established rank of recruit in reserved wing of Rheinland Military. After operating in Space for a few months, he was suggested to join the official ranks and therefor he decided to join the Rheinland Military to fight alongside with his uncle.
Name: Yelena Vollkegel Rank: Gefreiter Age: 21 Height: 172 cm Weight: 62 kg Hair Color: Blonde Eye Color: Blue Planet/Station of Origin: Planet New Berlin Background Information:
Yelena Vollkegel was born as one of the three daughters of a mid-rich industrial family, participating in the management of the Hakenzahn & Vollkegel industries. The enterprise was originally funded to pose as a business competition to the Ageira lane manufacturing and maintaining, but was a vain attempt in comparison to the Libertonian company already spread around universal levels. Hakenzahn & Vollkegel gained a small fortune by acquiring a smaller firm from Ageira, which was responsible for manufacturing power rods for the Berlin trade lanes, it is believed that them being bought by H&V also passed on certain secrets of business, which Ageira wanted to prevent with fang and claw.
The exact reasons for the Hakenzahn & Vollkegel enterprises' downfall is just a rumour, it is believed that the power rod manufacturing techniques were much more important than previously thought and Ageira letting the smaller firm go was merely a 'mistake in the administration', costing dozens of high-up heads. Daumann however, wanted to acquire the trade secrets before they were outbid by Ageira, and invested an irregularly large amount of money to buy Hakenzahn & Vollkegel. The former Ageira firm was disbanded, H&V had its leadership retired with a high pension, including Vollkegel's father himself, who was the co-chairman of the firm at that time.
Yelena Vollkegel's childhood was not a difficult one, at all. In her family's modest wealth, she was given a lot of attention along with her sisters, and living conditions way above the average. She got all kinds of fine education, through elementary school, high school and eventually a university on chemical studies. She never took education seriously, even though her grades didn't seem to be lacking, at all. Neither did politics or her father's business interest her, she lived a carpe diem lifestyle, hanging out with friends and going to clubs. It can be noted though, that even though she maintained a loud behaviour, she was never rebellious, and she never was under the influence of alcohol, drugs or cigarettes. She did have some problematic relationships, but never went over the border either.
The turning point of her life came when directly after her father being retired from Hakenzahn & Vollkegel, Daumann organised the family an excursion as a mean of thanks for their work, along with the irregularly large pension. Yelena was 19 at that time. The trip was to take the whole family to Luxury Liner Shetland, as well as their family butler and three armed bodyguards. The whole family was given seats on a passanger transport, bound for Bretonia, with a crew of 10 and about 500 passangers on board. No security, but the transport's turrets and the bodyguards in service of the Vollkegels were provided, which gave a perfect opportunity for Hessian terrorists to ambush the transport in Omega-7.
A Hessian marine transport, covered by a wing of fighters rammed and boarded the transport vessel. None of the crew resisted, still 5 of the 10 people, along with about 20 civilians were shot by the trigger-happy Hessian marauders. The Vollkegels ran for the escape pods, covered by the three bodyguards, but the boarding party caught up with them, and with the loss of two man and another five injured, the Hessians gunned down the guards and captivated the Vollkegel family.
The captured transport was taken to a Hessian base in an unidentified asteroid field. The family was split apart, they were all taken to holding cells, packed with dozens of the civilians. Yelena was stuffed into a cell along with one of her sisters, Natasha, and eight other people for five days. There were negotiations of release going on, as Yelena later learned. The Hessians wanted Kruger to entirely shut down their Omega-7 mining operations for the well-being of the hostages.
Yelena, her sister and their cellmates were eventually packed into a small cargo transport's bay and taken to space. The rest of her family, she never saw again. They were to serve as the first "sign of good will" by the Hessians, indicating that they were willing to release the hostages if the conditions were fulfilled. The exchage was ambushed by the Rheinwehr, the Hessians were shot down and the cargo ship seized, with Yelena and Natasha in it.
The girls were taken to hospital and given medical care. Yelena never learned how the negotiations continued, no matter how much she persisted and searched. After two years of searching, she gave up. She couldn't even locate the Hessian base again. Following a brief month of entire depression and despair, she swore revenge, signing up for the Rheinwehr service.
Her first year as a Flieger was relatively hard. Her physical conditions barely let her pass and her childish nature was another liability. Even though her piloting skills proved to be adequate, it was a difficult start. She learned to restrict her personal vendetta by realising that in the Military, she was just another soldier with a difficult past. Noone cared about her family, noone was willing to do anything more but saying "I understand what you're going through. One of my relatives died among equally terrible conditions too."
It is no secret that during her training, she got introduced to a man who was just a Leutnant back then, another "soldier with an equally difficult past." The difference was, this soldier, or officer more precisely, was willing to listen to her and aid her, even if he was simply motivated by personal attraction at first. They served at seperate divisions, but that didn't keep them from meeting every week, then every day.
They eventually had to break with the meetings, due to the Leutnant's promotion and relocation, to the rank of Major. His increased amount of tasks to fulfill, inluding his relations with the High Command didn't leave any more time for them to meet. They maintained contact, but rarely met personally anymore.
Flieger Vollkegel after the completion of her training and the one year of military service was promoted to Gefreiter. She is yet to see any major combat situations, but her training is sufficient enough to fly a Wraith-class vessel.
Basic Personality Traits:
Gefreiter Vollkegel is still having problems with processing her past, as well as erasing her childish way of approach torwards the service, or serious situations in general. She tends to do entirely unnecessary and hazardous actions, such as chewing a gum while piloting a space superiority fighter and smiling when in a salute torwards a superior officer. She is also rumoured to have attempted flirting with Non-commissioned officers, although such attempts have been ended by herself a minute afterwards. Regardless of that, she is an average pilot and is fiercely loyal to the Federal Republic of Rheinland, the Kanzler and the Rheinwehr.
Background Information:
Erwin is the youngest son of an aristocratic family that owned a large share of the resort enterprises on Baden Baden. He was spoiled as a child getting anything and everything he wished. He grew up around the wealthy, and around members of an elite society that had little cares in the world. His life was spent on fancy Luxury Liners and in beach front resorts. His education was custom tailored to fit his needs and his professors had been the best money could buy. It was a family tradition that each male member of the Helge family join the armed forces in defense of the homeland. Of course this usually meant easy positions of arm chair commanding, which Erwin was himself expecting. He lived with his parents for many years in complete happiness. His father died at the old age of 81 do to natural causes and his mother several years later peacefully in her sleep at the age of 79. Erwin new it was his time to carry on the family tradition and join the armed forces, so he enlisted with the help of some of the more affluent military contacts his father new. For his first year in the academy everything was fine, but that was all to change. The companies his parents invested in all fell in profit rapidly at the out break of small border skirmishes with Liberty. While non of the companies went under it was enough to strip his family of it's wealth. Fair weather friends soon jumped ship, and tried to distance themselves from the Helge family and it's failure. His military contact dropped his backing and he was kicked from the officer academy and placed in the standard Rhineland Military corp.
He has been transformed into a complainer, one who thinks the world is out to get him even with the substantial money that was left in his bank account from his deceased parents. This money accounts for several billion credits, but from Erwin's point of view he used to play with that kind of money as a child. His new goal is to achieve fame through military actions and feels he has to live up to his parents legacy.
Once Helge reached the rank of Hauptgefreiter he resigned with honor from the Rheinland Military. Although, it is rumored he and his wealth still retained mysterious ties to the upper echelons of RM High Command. After he departed though, he took on a mercenary role and freelanced against Liberty Capital Vessels. A small group of raiders recruited from local crooks and himself claimed four gunboats, three cruiser, and five fighters. The thrill of combat was a driving force behind his actions, but the call of the fatherland would call him back. Once again he seems to be searching for place in the RM.
Basic Personality Traits:
Erwin has a rude, aristocratic side left in him still, but it has been fading since the shock of being treated like a normal person. He is very loyal to the Chancellor and reveres him daily, and he says that is what keeps him going. He has taken to his military studies with honor and pride and is looking to become the best pilot he can.
Background Information: Born in Freeport 2 to two Rheinlander migrant workers. Raised on station until the age of 20, working as a civilian patrolman and tug - assisting with the port operations of both Rheinland Military and Liberty Navy ships on Freeport 2. Witnessed countless naval clashes between the two navies, and both the resultant military and civilian casualties of both sides. Reached the conclusion that the conflict could only end when one side finally defeated the other - vowed to join the Rheinland Military and bring about peace by helping the Rheinland Military emerge victorious. Joined the secondary fleet of Rheinland Police and served for 5 years, enforcing the law and hoping to be distinguished enough to be transferred into the Rheinland Military.
Age: 23 Height: 185 cm Weight: 80 kg Hair Color: Blond Eye Color: Black
Planet/Station of Origin: Planet Stuttgart
Background Information:
Born in a Middle Class family Otto has always felt like a small insignificant part of a big universe. He felt like he had no future, he felt insignificant. Because of that Otto got kicked out of school 10th grade, for the reason of improper conduct. Three years he had worked as a small time cargo ship operator, barely making money to survive.
One day on one of his thousand flights he got ambushed by a Red Hessian. Why would a Red Hessian ambush a poor rusty ship? The bandit aimed his guns straight to Otto's ship without saying anything, maybe the unlawful man was just out to pick on helpless ships. Otto was so nervous he could hear every beat of his heart. Then all of a sudden green lights flashed and the bandit ship was gone...it was a Rheinland Military ship, after checking if Otto was OK the military ship disappeared as well. Since then Otto found his passion, the adrenaline of being in danger... Since that moment he applied for the Rheinland Military Academy, now a changed man he graduated on the top 10 of his class. However graduating doesn't mean one gets automatically accepted in the Rheiland Military. That i why he is driven to get accepted and start protecting the Fatherland from any kind of threat.
Basic Personality Traits: Disciplined, Impatient, hotblooded and good at improvising.
Planet/Station of Origin: Planet Hamburg Background Information: Born in planet Hamburg to Hans Adler and Eva Adler. He was raised on the planet until he was 18 when he left to follow a career in medicine . He worked as a medical officer on frieburg station where he witnessed treated all the casualties that were bought to him. It reached a pinnacle when a man and his kids on a refuge transport was attacked by the liberty navy. so he left the medical job and worked as a freelancer escort ship for Bretoina haulage but he decide to leave and he followed his call for the vaterland
Basic Personality Traits: Quite brave and loyal
Ship Class:wraith Other:
very efficient and experienced in bombers
Discovery Forum Name:Aegis
Name:Leon Fischer
Rank: Hauptgefreiter
S.K.Y.P.E designation(//aegis-fl):
Age:18
Height:Six Feet, Three Inches
Weight:One Hundred and Sixty-Eight pounds
Hair Color: Flame Red
Eye Color: Amber
Planet/Station of Origin:Planet Breisgau (Explained in background)
Background Information:
My parents were scientists, specializing in reverse engineering. One day on their way to the research lab they happened to glance over at Planet Breisgau. Reports on the planet were that it was uninhabited and and that there was nothing of use. But those reports were made several hundred years ago. They had a couple of hours to get to the lab so they decided that they would do a quick scan of the planet's surface. They discovered a depression on the far side of the planet where temperatures were much warmer then the rest of the planet. They sent some probes down to the surface to take a look. The images the probes sent back were incredible. It showed ancient ruins but not those of the Dom'Kavash. My parents realized they had to get a research team together. Funded by private investors they bought a ship, equipped it with all the equipment they could possibly need, found a crew and made a plan of the excavation of the ruin. This organization took about two years and I was due to be born in the next few months.
The first couple months on the planet were stressful and frustrating; their equipment was failing over and over again. They had to call for resupply ever couple of weeks and ship the broken equipment to be repaired and returned. Then I was born. In the midst of chaos and stress, my parents believed since I was born their luck would change. It did they finally got a shipment of equipment that didn't break the moment they used it. They got into the min building of the ruin to find a room filled with monitors and tracking equipment a technical team was brought into find out what the monitors and tracking equipment was used for. The moment the team tried to hack the systems everything in the room went blank. While the technical team worked on the systems in the room the research team and archeology team stumbled on miles and miles of underground tunnels and service access ways.
I mostly stayed on the ship and learned basic survival skills and other school skills. I learned language, arts, hand-to-hand combat, mathematics, sciences and history. In my free time away from my studies I would study battles of the past, both here in Sirius and those of the long forgotten past. I became acquainted with strategy and would play battle simulations when I ran out of books to read.
My parents and their team kept searching the ruins and finding miles of new tunnels and rooms every day. Going deeper and deeper into the planets surface. The exploration and cataloging of the tunnels and rooms continued for the next couple of years.
Nothing eventful happened until I was 15. One night we saw a spark of flame flash through the sky. It impacted the planets surface a couple of miles from the camp. A search party was sent the next morning. Reports came back that it was an old Rheinland Military Fighter. The cockpit contained a dead Rheinland Military Officer. They looked around for clues as to why the fighter crashed, and found that one of the wings of the fighter was clipped which probably sent the fighter into a death spiral. There was nothing they could do but leave the wreck there and head back to camp.
Upon arriving back at camp the party explained what they had found in more detail then they had over the secure comms, They thought it looked like an Old Rheinland Fighter and cross referenced some of the components with a ship database and confirmed that it was a 90-ARKM-N9 Rheinland Heavy Fighter or Valkyrie. They had explained that eh ship probably hit something hard in space and it clipped part of the wing off. Resulting in the Valkyrie beginning to spiral to its doom on the planet's surface.
That night everyone got an early night, hoping that tomorrow would be more on the brighter side.
I stayed inside the ship and watched the guards patrolling outside, when I noticed that one of them was acting much different the normal. When they came in after their shift I noticed that he was mumbling about something. He seemed to be saying the same two phrases over and over. "Dark before the Dawn" "Dawn is about to Break" I figured he was just tired and didn't like the condition of which he had to work and didn't give it another thought. That was until I hear the same phrases about two hours later from another guard. I froze when I heard it again. I knew something was defiantly up. there was no way that two people saying the same thing and in the same tone was a coincidence. I ran up to the cockpit and called my parents on the secure communication frequency.
I told them what I heard from the two different people, my parents responded with "Your in the cockpit right? Hit the distress beacon, then get to your room and lock it until you hear the the word Auferstehung" I hit the beacon button and ran to my room and locked it. After an hour or so there was a knock on the door followed shortly by Auferstehung. I unlocked the door to see my parents. Who pulled me out and put me into a Hazardous Environment Suit. After getting it on and putting my helmet on I felt like I was choking until the respiration system kicked in and oxygen began to flow to my lungs. We entered the corridor outside my room and there was one of the security guards there. My parents told me to stick with the guard and head out to the following position on the map. They also told me to contact the Battleship RNC-Trier which had suddenly appeared above the planet and say "Verschmutzung" followed by "Evac Requested".
We proceeded to the position on the map and contacted the battles ship and gave the phrases. The Battleship responded with "Dropships inbound in search of survivors". We looked up at the Battleship and saw half a dozen objects launch from the docking bay and head towards the planet's surface. Three of the objects headed toward the location where the Guard and I were standing. The other three headed to the ship. The dropships landed on a flat area near by and a dozen soldiers cam running out and leveled their weapons at us. Then we heard the roar of another Dropship and it landed next to the soldiers. The doors opened and this time soldiers didn't come pouring out. It was hover boards with restraints followed closely by what looked like medical staff. The medical staff approached us with the hover boards and told us to lay down on them. We did so and they took us back to the dropship. The medical staff started to test us to see if we were infected. I laid on the board quietly and intently hoping I wasn't infected by whatever did this. However the guard did not, he struggled and tried to break free and the medical staff knew something wasn't right. They quickly scanned him and found that he was indeed infected. They grabbed the board and push it into the middle of the circle of soldiers. The Officer in charge of the medical staff then said "Toast It". At which point all thirty six soldiers leveled their weapons to compensate for the height and angle of the target and begun to fire. The kept firing until there was nothing identifiable left of the board or of its previous occupant. The medical staff then proceeded back inside to test me and I was clean.
I got the restraints removed and got invited by the soldiers of one of the dropships to fly with them back to the Battleship. Once aboard I asked questions about where the other dropships were heading and what they were doing. The Soldiers replied with "They are going to the ship and the ruins to plant beacons to help the Battleship identify targets". A wave of shock passed through my body as I realized I might never see my parents again. Timidly I asked if I was the only survivor. The pilot of the drop-ship turned around and glanced at me for a second then turned around and replied "Yes, you are the only survivor we have found. If there are others, which I doubt, they won't be survivors for long". My heart sunk and I broke out in tears, for I had just lost every thing and everyone I had known my whole life.
We broke through the atmosphere and docked with the Battleship and once again everyone had to be scanned for infection. No infected individuals were found. The Battleship angled itself in order to have the best coverage on the targets. The Battleship fired and began to cleanse the planet. My life had ended as I had known it. Everything I had lived for was now a solid sheet of glass on the planet's surface. I walked up to the pilot of the dropship that brought me to the Battleship. She asked me what I was going to do, my whole life was on that planet. She suggested that I join the Military Cadet program. That sounded good to me.
I have spent three years in Cadet training and I would like to join the Rheinland Military. To defend the borders and expel all of the enemies of Rheinland.
Basic Personality Traits: Strategist, Quick thinking, calm, cool, collected, overly defensive of people under his command.
Background Information: Tanja Voelkel was born on Planet Hamburg, as the second child to Sven and Maria Voelkel. Tanja never got to know her father, a Rheinwehr Feldwebel who lost his life freezing to death in the cockpit of his Wraith when she was a mere nine years old. She never knew her mother very well either, due to the fact that she was forced to work after the death of her husband to keep a stable environment for her children.
At the time, Tanja was too young to full grasp the situation. As far as she knew their father didnt come home anymore, their mother was at home less, and Alec was there in the mornings when she woke before school. Tanja could easily remember coming home and remember Alec sitting in the living room, studying from one of his school books, already waiting to look after her.
As Alec was the only family member Tanja got to interact with on a regular basis, she became very attached, often badgering him about when their father would be returning, to which he would usually reply with plain silence. However, two months after what Tanja believed to be their fathers disappearance, Tanja proceeded with the usual questioning... with her elder brother defaulting to his usual response. After continued badgering, Alec finally lost his temper hotly telling Tanja that their father died in the line of duty and would never come home.
The combined shock of Alec yelling and the death of her father were a bit too much for someone of her age. Naturally she broke down and cried for hours, Alec immediately scrambling to comfort his crestfallen sibling. Tanja became substantially less communicative after the incident, but never held a grudge against her brother for the ordeal, still not fully understanding the situation.
Besides her unstable home life Tanjas growing up was without many complications. She made above average grades in school, and due to the quiet and generally anti-social nature she developed she was without distractions. Throughout the years, Tanja began to notice Alec was home less frequently, and was very quiet about his pastimes outside the home. Shortly after his activities outside the house began, Alec disappeared for three months.
With Alec gone, Tanjas mother was forced to oversee her care on her own, causing them to struggle having to live off their meager savings. Tanja barely noticed the change in her lifestyle, only 12 years of age, crying herself to sleep at the thought her brother mayve suffered an incident similar to their father. Her mother reacted similarly to the way Alec had, when she asked about what had happened to Feldwebel Voelkel, only making her fears grow.
Alec seemed to reappear out of the blue one day. He never told Tanja where he had been, but he seemed changed in ways she could not explain. Shortly after his return, Alec left Tanja and his mother and joined the Rheinwehr. Although she felt lonely, now old enough to take care of herself after school, with her mother returning to work, and Alec sending money; her home life improved.
Throughout the years life remained mostly static. Occasionally Alec would come to visit Tanja and his mother and tell her about his ventures as an enlisted member of the Rheinwehr. Tanja was usually fascinated by the stories of Alec being outgunned and outnumbered as he managed to cheat death time and again, facing off against wings of Hessians and Unioners.
Years had long since passed since Tanja was finishing up high school, and Alec advancing through the ranks. Tanjas mother now relaxed at home with Alec taking care of them financially. Soon after completing school, Tanja contemplated joining the Kriegsmarine alongside her brother, but knew all too well her mother would never approve.
At age 19 Tanja attended the University of Planet Neu Berlin. She studied economics for five years, trying to contribute to the young and old minds searching for ways to end Rheinlands economic woes. As Tanjas courses concluded, Rheinland was already getting back on its feet, but something else was around the corner. Tensions between Liberty and Rheinland were rising, and didnt seem to be dying off anytime soon.
In a panic, Tanja enlisted into the Rheinwehrs reserve forces. Everything seemed quiet for a little over a year, as her basic training ended. Soon after Liberty and Rheinland launched into full scale war, leaving Tanja with a hard decision, ultimately she chose to sign up into main fleet of the Kriegsmarine to fight alongside her elder brother and follow in his footsteps.
Basic Personality Traits: Despite years without consistent contact with the man who raised her, Tanja is still very attached to Alec. Tanja has also become somewhat playful, having overcome her social stigmas; however she is generally quieter around Alec for fear of embarrassing him. Tanja fits in well with the lower ranks, being naturally obedient, but is too quick to put others before herself.
Name: Henrik Drum
Rank: Feldwebel
Age: 33
Height 1,78 cm
Weight: 75 kilos
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Brown
Henrik Drum was born on 26 May 784 A.S. at planet Stuttgart. He joined the RFP in 804 and was the youngest cadet ever to be accepted within such a strict organization. He began his flying training in March 806 in the Brandenburg police station. On completion of his training he had already prove superior piloting skills as well precise sniper aim. On 1 August 809 Drum was transferred in Dresden based on the ongoing attacks of the Hessian raiders. He flew his initial missions with his new unit during many patrols, but did not confirm any victories during this time. He was, however, shot down in the Kruger lava field by the hessians, but was rescued unhurt. Drum achieved his first success during his 89th mission on 2 July 811 against challenging odds versus the recently discovered Nomad invasion. Thereafter he was to score steadily, if relatively unspectacularly in comparison to other RFP aces, achieving his 10th victory on 30 November 811. He was not a prolific scorer; his best single mission netted him five victories, his best day seven victories. In May he recorded seven victories, 25 victories in June and 31 in July, including six on 19 July for his 46th through 51st victories, and five on 20 July (52-56). On 25 July 815, he was wounded in combat flying the new prototype RFP super heavy fighter. Drum was awarded for his 64 victories, after a two-month break away from the front he returned in early October. He recorded 18 victories in October, seven in November and 17 in December, including his 101th victory on 19 December.
From all his excellent performance Henrik Drum had one thing which separated him from the other pilots: His somewhat rebellious attitude. His behavior was always the same, no matter of he spoke with a superior officer or with a regular pilot. That did not help him much, as he was punished many times for insulting officers or simply ignoring some of their orders.
Of course thanks to his character Drum had many friends within the RFP. Always being the center of the company with his adventures nature. Many of his colleges refer to him as the most bizarre officer they have ever seen, never taking anything serious and still managing to survive in the most hazardous battles.
On 16 January 814, Henrik Drum was transferred to take command of an elite phantom patrol in Stuttgart.On the last of only two operational missions the fighters engine failed. He was obliged to break off an attack on a Hessian bomber formation and return to his base at Brandenburg. He was chased by the pirate fighter escorts, which resulted a crash-landing in the base hangars. The incident put him in hospital and out of flying for 4 months. After a full recover he retired from the RFP and was credited with 301 victories gained in 604 missions. On 26 April 817 he joined the military.
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