[Centre][img]http://assets.vg247.com/current//2013/10/vanille.jpg[/img][/centre] [centre][i]“Just a few more platinum and all your sins will be forgiven”[/i][/centre] [centre][b]First Name: [/b] Sera [b]Last Name: [/b] Kennithson [b]Age: [/b] 27 (June 28th 2489) [b]Height: [/b] 5’11” [b]Weight: [/b] 140LB [/centre] [centre] [b]Reason for being on the ship: [/b] To cut a long story short this boat was Sera’s one way ticket to escape an angry mob out in the rim. She just never had enough reason to leave. [b]Persuasion: [/b] Independent [b]Military Service: [/b] During the war Sera served as a priestess for the soldiers, granting them holy unification with their gods. [b]General Skills: [/b] Sera knows for sure which way the pointy end goes, sometimes thing don’t work out in her favour and being a good shot was never her thing. She makes up for it by being a killer with a knife in both the literal and figurative sense. Around the ship she makes a decent cleaner, nothing particularly great comes of it since dust always ends up piling up again. But sometimes a cleaner environment makes all the difference out in the black. [b]Talents: [/b] Sera is silver tongued, it takes a whole lot of mistakes on her part before someone decided she’s worth gutting like a fish. Of course, not everyone in the ‘verse is as partial to her religious talk as the people out on the rim. [b]Flaws: [/b] Faith is Sera’s biggest flaw, sure people assume it’s all a hoax for the money, but that’s a side venture. She legitimately thinks that her gods exist. If people challenge her faith and won’t let up, well. She just hopes it doesn’t come to that. Other than her faith she finds she has a hard time leaving people be, she’s the questioning sort after all. [b]Gear: [/b] A classic survival knife, nothing too fancy but it gets the job done. Most of the time she’ll wear her high priestess robes and veil when she’s on surface. She also carries around a concise version of her sacred scriptures which she carries around in a leather-bound book. [b]Personality Traits:[/b] In touch with her gods (Well, some may disagree with that) Sera takes up a peaceful front. Trying to not get into unnecessary conflict during encounters out in the black. However keeping in line with her scriptures she doesn’t fear striking down those who oppose her. The religion in particular she follows is on which was created by those exiled from the central planets, its one of several worships of the divines. [/centre] [centre] [b]History: [/b] “Where is your god now? I’ll tell you where, your god left you when you fled from the central planets. But hope is not lost; the divines are here to take you into their arms. They will keep you safe whether you are a farmer, a merchant, or just a lonely soul wondering in the black. They will be watching where your gods can’t whether you used to be Christian or Buddhist, Muslim or Jewish. Leave your old religions behind with your old planet and embrace the divines, they will forgive you for past sins and guide you when you are lost.” – One of Sera’s most recent sermons out in the rim, as it turns out it was also the one which sparked the mob that got Sera onto Victoria’s boat in the first place. The mob sparked due to their strong ties to religion, they just shipped out at that point to the outer planets. God knows why, some people were just dying to get away from all that oppression, either way it was an audience for a high priestess and most would consider themselves lucky to witness it if they followed the divines but these people held on to their values. This was Sera’s eleventh year in the religion business. A seventeen year old wasn’t a particularly frequent sight within their ranks; people were sceptical of Sera’s abilities. She soon worked up a following, and by the time she was 26 – her ninth year – she had become a high priestess. She isn’t fond of telling folks about her past, but she does often mention that her parents were sceptics of religion; she was the only person from her past who wanted anything to do with it let alone join the priesthood. It also meant she was caught in the war, which is where most of her work came from but those are stories for another time. [/centre]