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[sub][h2]Erinle Laka Greengrove Voten Kaya[/h2][/sub]
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Kaya | 'Watchman'

6'6 (1.98m) | 120 lbs | 15 

Laka Colony, Erinle | March 5th, 2171

Salarian | Infiltrator
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[sub][h2][b]P[/b]rofile[/h2][/sub]
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[b]  APPEARANCE[color=red]◢[/color][/b] 

[indent] Kaya is slightly taller and a little more built than the average Salarian. He has a few scars here and there on his teal skin, small mementos of when things got a little too close. He likes to wear dark armor, usually brown or black, with an equally as dark cloak. Preferably something that can match the environment if he can find it. When he's working, he usually keeps his hood up so as to hide his bright coloration.

When he's not working, Kaya likes to wear outfits that compliment his skin tone. Usually red, white, or yellow. [/indent]

[b]  MOTIVATIONS AND OUTLOOK[color=red]◢[/color][/b] 

[indent]Kaya believes everyone deserves a chance at a happy and peaceful life. He was raised and trained on the principle of protecting those who can't protect themselves. A little idealistic, but he still stands by it. That belief was why he took to the stars when the reapers invaded. The people of the galaxy needed more help than his little colony did. And with his skillset, Kaya had to be sure he was protecting people. If a sniper's bullet doesn't protect someone, then it is taking a life for evil. And Kaya can't live with that. He can't save someone by curing them of an illness or building a shelter. But he can track down those trapped under rubble or take down a marauder from a hundred yards away. What kind of a salarian would he be, if he didn't use those skills for good? [/indent]

[b]  BACKGROUND[color=red]◢[/color][/b] 

[indent]Erinle Laka Greengrove Voten Kaya was born on March 5th, 2171 on Erinle in the Greengrove district of the Laka Colony. From a young age, he was chosen to train under resident weapons experts to protect the colony from the many dangerous variations of wildlife on Erinle. He was separated from the other salarian children of the colony and placed in a 'pod'. A small unit of a few dozen young salarians who were to be trained, the same as him. Kaya's early years were filled with long hours of Salarian Union history, ruck marches, weapons ranges, and tracking techniques. Most importantly, his instructors, who the young salarians all viewed as father figures, instilled in him the importance of protecting the public. The virtue of peace and the type of warriors who kept that peace. Kaya burned to be that kind of warrior.

Though they didn't learn with the other children, the members of the pod were often allowed to go explore the colony in their off times. It was important that they knew what exactly they were protecting. Kaya always found himself the quiet one of the group. Preferring to observe rather than chime in. Though sometimes that rubbed some of the other kids wrong, all of his podmates knew that it was a good natured, thoughtful silence. Kaya's instructors took notice of this and shifted the focus of his training to long range marksmanship and recon. Kaya thrived in it. He enjoyed being out in the wilderness, tracking the movements of his homeworld's creatures. However, in order to complete his training, he had to face an unpleasant truth. A truth his superiors would force upon him.

It was 2181. He had just come of age. This was his first real assignment. A human mobster was stepping off of his private ship. He had a nasty reputation and the leaders of the colony knew he would only bring chaos and mayhem to Laka. Kaya had him in his scope. Crosshairs on his chest. He knew he wouldn't miss. Maybe in another scenario, he wouldn't even hesitate to pull the trigger. But Kaya felt his finger trembling when he saw the two kids hop off the shuttle and cling to their dad's legs. When a lovely young woman stepped off the ship with a smile. The bastard had brought his family with him. Kaya realized his team leader was telling him to take the shot over the comms. Kaya just kept staring at him. This bullet would protect the colony. It would protect the people he grew up with. Those who deserved a peaceful life.

He pulled the trigger. He barely felt the recoil. Kaya just watched as that gangster's lovely young wife was painted in his blood. They were a few hundred yards away. Kaya could still hear her scream. Mission accomplished.

Kaya sometimes still has nightmares about it. He continued to defend his colony. And with every sentient life he took, there was a story. A mother, a brother, a father, a daughter. People who relied on his targets went hungry or vanished into the wilds without even a peep. Sometimes he'd track them down. But by the time he found them, Erinle had already claimed them. It was not a gentle planet. Kaya started to turn to drink, dreading the next call that came in. Hoping it wasn't a person. 

Then the reapers invaded. The path of their destruction was televised across the galaxy. Kaya had an epiphany. He could use his skills to help people. Really help them. Defend them from monsters and pull them from the ruins of their scorched homes. Maybe that would help with the nightmares. So he made preparations to leave Erinle. Of course the colony leadership tried to get him to stay. He wasn't obligated to them in anyway. He had been serving the colony since he was barely more than a hatchling. And he made damn sure to remind them of that. He hopped on a cargo freighter off world and followed the distress calls. For months he hopped across systems, stopping here and there to kill some reapers and pull a few people out of the fire. It was exhilarating. And although he was seeing the destruction of whole cities, planets, it felt like he was finally doing some real good. That was not a feeling he had experienced in years. 

Suddenly, Kaya had begun hearing about mass requests for mercenaries and freelancers. Specifically from the alliance. After doing some digging he discovered it was for a final assault against the reapers that orbited Earth. They needed skilled fighters on the ground protecting civilians and allied troops. So, with some trepidation, Kaya accepted. Soon after he was being rocketed to Earth, his human pilot dodging reaper lasers and friendly missiles alike. The fighting on the ground was intense. Some of the worst combat and devastation Kaya had seen since this damn war started. But after hours and hours of relentless death and destruction the reapers just...collapsed. They won. The worst war the galaxy had ever seen was over.

And he was stranded in the sol system. Nothing else to do but make the most of it. [/indent]
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[b]  FLAWS[color=red]◢[/color][/b] 

[indent]Alcoholic: Though he is trying to recover, Kaya still has a major drinking problem. He always carries a flask of something with him. It does relax him when things get tense. But it also makes him sloppy.

Lightweight: Like most salarians, Kaya is incredibly light when compared to other species. Not only that, his hand to hand skills are very limited. It would not take much to lay him out.[/indent]

[b]  POWERS[color=red]◢[/color][/b] 

[indent]Tactical Cloak
Incinerate
First Aid
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[b]  ACCOMPLISHMENTS AND CRIMES[color=red]◢[/color][/b] 

[indent]- Served as a Sniper with the Laka Colonial Defense Force from 2179-2186
	- Operated as a search and rescue specialist across multiple systems during the Reaper War [/indent] 

[b]  RELATIONS AND AFFILIATIONS[color=red]◢[/color][/b] 

[indent]- Former soldier of the LCDF. [/indent]

[b]  OPINIONS[color=red]◢[/color][/b] 

[indent](For group members and NPCs; fill after IC introduction)[/indent]
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[sub][h2][b]I[/b]nventory[/h2][/sub]
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[b]CREDITS & VALUABLES[color=red]◢[/color][/b]
1k Credits
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[b]OUTFIT[color=red]◢[/color][/b]
Kaya's Combat Outfit (Black)
Kaya's Casual Outfit (White)
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[b]WEAPON & TOOLS[color=red]◢[/color][/b]
M-97 Viper
M-5 Phalanx
Logic Arrest Omni-Tool
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[b]CONSUMABLE[color=red]◢[/color][/b]
Kaya's Golden Flask (Filled with clear liquor)
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[b]ID & DOCUMENTS[color=red]◢[/color][/b]
Laka Colony ID
LCDF Military ID
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[b]BAGS & CONTAINERS[color=red]◢[/color][/b]
A small, non-descript backpack (Black)
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