Oliver Pellew

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Name:
Oliver Pellew
Rank:
Lieutenant Commander
Age:
29 standard years old
Height:
6 feet
Weight:
150 pounds
Hair Color:
Light Brown
Eye Color:
Dark Brown
Planet/Station of Origin:
New London, New London System

Basic Personality Traits
Even though he doesn't carry the basic Bretonian accent, Oliver will stand by his house as if he didn't know better. Taking on solo missions often and doing independant work has become common, but he enjoys every bit of knowing that he is making Bretonia a better place, and that his Queen is acknowledging his deeds on the front line.

Ship Class
Bretonian

Other
He will serve Queen Carina until his last gun runs out of energy


Background Information:
Sometime during the war with the Nomads
By the time the Nomad war was over, Oliver was finishing his last years in the Naval Academy. Fierce fighting in the Taus was constant now, and the threat from Kusari remained imminent. He was only a child when the war with the Nomads was well under way, and he always regretted not being able to fight for his Queen, for his House, as his older brother and father had. His father regretfully died when a Rheinland scout force ambushed his patrol and destroyed the destroyer he commanded. It was later discovered that these Rheinlanders were actually Nomads. His brother then joined the armed forces to keep the Pellew name of honor alive. He lived through the last days of the Nomad war, but when the way with Kusari began, he and his division were sent of to fight in the Taus. A month after he entered the system, his division was never heard from again. No one knew what happened, they found it highly unlikely that an entire division could be destroyed without a trace, and they would never abandon the Queen. Shortly after, Olivers mother came down with a terminal sickness and has been living in a New London hospital ever since, with only her son to hold on to for hope. Oliver was alone now, and all he wanted to do was to feel needed. His name meant the most to him, and Bretonia was his life. He enrolled in the academy to begin training as a fighter pilot, but the classes seemed like jokes to him. Lesson after lesson was taught, and no fighting occurred. He wanted to fight, he wanted to go out, he wanted to win for the Pellews, for Bretonia!

Queen Carinas Own flyer.
Oliver Pellew walked back to the dorm apartment after another long lesson on ship upgrades. He hated it. Lesson after lesson after lesson and nothing get's done. There are people, HIS people fighting and dying in the Tau's, and these Bretonians do everything by the book. He wanted action, he wanted to fight! On the sky-rails of new London, heading towards his apartment, he saw a poster on the wall...
"Queen Carina's Own wants YOU!" was printed large on the poster. Oliver stepped of the walkway and stared at the poster.
He though, and then decided. Enough with sitting around, enough with useless lessons, now it's time to act! He scurried towards his apartment, commd his professor and told him that he was about to leave. His professor understood, and wished him his best. Of course, this did mean going into more classes... the Bretonians doing everything "by the book", but after all, these classes were taught by Cpt. Samantha Windsor, straight from the high ranks of Queen Carina's Own. The name itself is heart-felt, knowing that Oliver would be fighting for an actual cause, and acknowledged by an actual person meant a lot to him. But these classes were not about on what each of the stripes mean on the ships, or how many shots you should be firing in 4.00 units, these classes put you in ships, and made you fight.
Oliver Pellew brought up his data pad and began to fill out his application he would send to Cpt. Windsor personally.

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