[u][b]Name[/b][/u] : Skye

[u][b]Gender[/b][/u] : Female

[u][b]Age[/b][/u] : 28

[u][b]Appearance[/b][/u] : Mostly normal Darcsen appearance traits, with visible muscle and hair kept in a ponytail, but with a decent amount of curves and some bust. Has a missing upper left canine, and some chipped teeth around the missing tooth. Stands at a little over 6'2

[u][b]Rank[/b][/u] : Private

[u][b]Class[/b][/u] : Shocktrooper

[u][b]Weapons and Equipment[/b][/u] : Mags M10, 2x B Type M1

[u][b]Personality[/b][/u] : An actively social person, despite her Darcsen ethnicity, and is very outgoing. She tends to not let things get her down, but when they do, she doesn't let them keep her down for long. Skye will actively try to socialize with those that express Darcsen hate. She has a deep sense of community, and will do the best she can to keep groups of friends together and help them work out problems.

She isn't a normal Darcsen by personality standards, and does also find her self getting hot-headed at times.

[u][b]Bio[/b][/u] : Skye lived a normal life, or at least what was considered normal for a Darcsen. She went out of the house often, and talked to many people. Most people in the settlement she lived in liked her for her incredibly social behavior, and bravery to talk to anyone in general. She made friends with a lot of people. 

Going through school and training wasn't too hard for her as she had quite a number of friends to talk to and help. 

Though during school she did get into trouble, getting into a fight with someone who took their Darcsen hate past words. Skye was ignoring the girl as she kept making discriminatory remarks towards her, but it didn't take long for the girl to come over to Skye and physically hit her, then complaining about how her hand will smell. Skye retaliated with an equally powered hit. Things quickly escalated afterwards, leading to her losing a tooth, and chipping those around it. She'd get into more fights, but none would have the permanent aftermath as her first.

Once she was eligible, she signed up for the army, becoming a Shocktrooper and being given a unit. She wasn't all too surprised that not all the members of her unit were accepting of a Darcsen into the unit, though it seemed she wasn't the only Darcsen in the unit. There were at least two others. She stayed with that unit till she was moved to the militia due to apparent personnel shortages.

[u][b]RP Sample[/b][/u] : (Pre-enlistment) Hot. That was one way to describe the past week. The summer sun never helped when she helped her father with blacksmithing. Forge heat, heated metal, hammering away at the malleable metal. Hot.

"Skye, how you holding up with the heat?" Her father spoke loudly over the sounds of his hammer. "Need a break?" He joked. She smiled and shook her head "Heat didn't kill me yesterday, won't kill me today!" Skye yelled back, her father laughing hard "You'll make a good blacksmith yet!." Skye focused back on her [i]canvas[/i]. This was to be a decorative sword, though Skye made them sharp regardless with a tag saying so. Right now it was just a ingot that was red hot on the edges and white hot in the center. She began to shape it, which took a couple of hours. Hours of hammering, cooling, reheating, with sharpening, hilt attachment, and detailing at the end. Skye did all this with a smile on her face, knowing that if the Army didn't accept her, she'd still have something to come back to.