Name: Abitha ”Abby” Mahabir

Age: 20
Faction: New Order military

Gender: Female

Appearance: Dark skin with big brown eyes, framed by long lashes. Chin length black hair that's a bit shorter at the front, brushed behind her ears.  5,5 ft tall. 

Nationality: Indian

Personality: Friendly and outgoing. Eager to prove herself. Stubborn to a point where it's sometimes more of a hindrance than help. Idealistic. Sometimes blind of the faults of people she looks up to.

Equipment: Standard military hand gun. Uniform. Combat knife. Small med kit.

Skills: Has completed military training, so has basic knowledge of shooting firearms and hand to hand combat. Excelled in close combat, preferably with a knife, but isn't far above average. Her biggest asset if that she simply won't give up. Take away her gun and she'll attempt to cut you. Take her knife and she'll try to punch you. Cut of her hands and she'll bite your ankle. However, she has little to no real life combat experience. 

History: Born to a wealthy family in a well off neighborhood. She had a sheltered upbringing where the greatness of the New Order where taught and praised. Her parents expected a lot from her, and she did her best to comply even though she often felt caged. Finishing her education at the age of eighteen, her parents pushed for her to find a suiting occupation. They weren't overly pleased when she choose the military, but for once in her life, she strongly insisted. For her, she told her parents, the military was a chance to serve and protect the New Order. In reality, she saw it as a chance to get away from her overbearing parents without openly disobeying them. After much convincing, they finally agreed. For the first time in her life, she was on her own and she loved it.