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[h3]Character Description[/h3]
[list]Name: Skrass'theth Ahkellas "Skrass"
Species: Ragon
Sex: Female
Age: 138
Reason for being on the ship: Terrorism, Opposition Mercenary Action, Possession of Controlled Substances, Eating People (allegedly)
Appearance: A typically massive specimen of her species, Skrass is slightly more lithe than a female of her age standing at a little over eight feet tall. She possesses a more angular face, with a short snout. Her black scales gain a blue tint towards her front, and her hide is marked by a large number of small scars that are hard to notice from far away.
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[h3]Strengths and Weaknesses[/h3]
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Skills: 
Medical Acumen: Skrass has decades of medical experience in legitimate and illegitimate capacities. She has a considerable grasp of biochemistry and anatomy, which she puts to use regularly.

Huntress: Working in the darkness hones certain skills. Skrass knows how to track prey, how to hide and how to plan on the fly. She has a surprisingly tactical mind for someone who never actually had a command role.

Living Weapon: A ragon created for battle, Skrass can tear people limb from limb even deprived of her combat stimulants and bio-enhancements. 

Weaknesses: 
Big Dumb Lizard: Skrass may be tactically cunning but she lacks vision, or the ability to plan ahead well, and tends to find herself outmaneuvered.

Odd One Out: While Skrass might be considered marginally more approachable than the typical Ragon, she was not a social butterfly before being reprogrammed. She won't be the one brokering a deal, especially with Kiellar.

Fuelled by DNA: Due to her genetic modifications, Skrass is gluttonous to a degree that actually matches her species' reputation. Her tendency to eat sapients has been mercifully blunted by psycho-conditioning.

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[h3]Background:[/h3]
[list]Backstory: Born into the scientist-clades of Clan Ahkellas, Skrass was originally assigned to be a doctor, and was taken into training from a young age. She was a good student, but not a particularly diligent one, preferring exploring the woods of her home world of Y'Kresch. Working as a medical student, she was very promising, her apprenticeships in everything from the creche to emergency response to research yielding positive results. 

She was a loyal member of her clan, and would eventually be stationed as an assistant to the matriarch's personal doctor, a position which was indicative of her rising star in her field. She would serve this role for a few years, taking the time to play socialite among the higher clades and picking up a penchant for poetry. She would also lay her first eggs, and form her own network. It would come as a world-shattering shock when she was suddenly removed from her position after discovering an abnormality in an emergency scan of the matriarch. She was reassigned to a military role as a combat medic, something she had never been prepared for.

She would take some time to recover, not immediately meshing well with the warrior-clades. She would submit herself for genetic modification, something typically reserved for warriors, and would scramble to learn how to work under fire. It was only after she saw her first deployments that she would become confident, realizing that she could fulfill herself in a much more primal manner.

She never truly adapted the warrior clade ethos, but she did see the joys of the hunt, the territorial gratification of securing resources for the Empire. By the time her skills had caught up to her perceptions, she had been reassigned twice, and had inadvertently killed a patient through overly-aggressive application of medicine. Were it any culture other than the callous darwinism of the Empire, she would have been stripped of her position, or facing charges.

Instead, she would be rotated back home after over a decade of combat. Her accolades and reputation would net her standing, and a considerable number of interested friends from a life long lost. Taking up a research role and becoming a mother again would inevitably ensue, and she was able to adapt to the cutthroat world of clan politics well. While far from the heights of the clan matriarchs, she was a social operator, and a much more direct threat than the typical researcher.

So, when she overstepped, she would be sent back to the frontiers, and she would survive, return, and renew her machinations, sometimes even getting her revenge. But when war with the Kiellar came, she was on the wrong part of this phase, being 'honored' with an imperial position in the Dhasath Occupation Zone. While the local food was good, the KC was a formidible foe, and the rising spiral of her status would be flattened into increasingly brutal warfare as the Command rallied their efforts. Skrass would find herself betrayed by her Empire in their surrender, left under the authority of the DPG.

Skrass, like many Ragon, would be kept under close watch by Kiellar peacekeepers, and as she chafed against her clan, non-Ragon would absolutely not control her. So she would be a person of note in the Ragon Resistance, savaging the peacekeepers, and terrorizing the citizen-livestock who now ruled over them for over a year. The Command took their job seriously, and cracked down hard, capturing and imprisoning her.

Prison would change her significantly, not many were very sympathetic to sapient-eating terrorists, and so Skrass was made an example and an experiment. Isolated regularly, hypno-conditioned into docility, and regularly starved, it was a torturous affair. Her rebellious spirit would finally be broken on the will of the Command, and she would forever resent them for it. So when the Command began to break down, she took the opportunity to work for a splinter group as a mercenary. This was not the most lucrative work, but it did earn her freedom for almost a decade before being captured by the Mazduhl.

Personal effects: 
Metabolic Implants: The only things they couldn't take from Skrass was her cybernetics, and even then, they tried. Normally they would be loaded with a variety of cocktails that could be injected into her directly, they have been stripped of anything more than life-sustaining chemicals. For now, its chief purpose is functioning as a biomonitor and controller to support her own altered biology. This backwater world has inadvertently put her life on a timer.
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