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Name: Msaliti “CG -145”

Age: 10 As he is a clone of the general he was grown for a purpose and has only been truly alive for a few years.
Gender: Male
Race: Ouroboros
Homeworld: Uzalishaji Ardhi(Breeding Ground Planet)

Position: Security Field Commander

Personality: Msaliti was bred for one purpose; to lead the army put under him into battle. Due to this he finds it hard to understand the emotions of others and will often insult or upset people when all he is doing is explaining something. He has no grasp of the culture of other worlds and is not the best person to ask if you’re having problems that cannot be solved using either a tactical mindset or a brute force approach.

He has been called heartless and out of touch with the real world but insults do nothing to him but challenge is honor and only make him want to prove himself as better than others. As a result he has been in many fights over simple things as simple as who gets on a ship first. Msaliti is not actually cold hearted, he literally doesn’t know any better as emotions were never part of his training and neither were manners.

Apart from his emotionless attitude Msaliti is a man of honor and respect. He will happily swear his loyalty to anyone who best him and is more than happy to follow a leader. During his training grunts were seen as a disposable resource however, Msaliti has learned that his comrades and the strange thing they call friendships that he develops with them are not.

Appearance: Msaliti stands well over six feet tall and looks down on most races average heights. The armour that covers his back is jet black and has a sheen to it. His exoskeleton is light grey and littered with war wounds and scars from fights. His eyes are deep red. He lost his antennas from an explosion.

Abilities:
Enhance Reflexes
Eidetic memory
Can lift upto 7 tons at a push and carry it over a short distance
Tactically Gifted
Almost Emotionless
Able to master most firearms
Understand most common languages but does not speak them.

Equipment:
Waist belt containing ammunition
A Rail Rifle. Clip loaded (20 Shots a Clip)
A mule pack that is attached to his abdomen allowing him to carry rations, spare ammunition or other important objects.

Biography: Msaliti’s original name was CG-145 (Command General #145) a name he was once proud to have however now he has a different name. Msaliti, which means Betrayer in his mother tongue. A fitting name as he abandoned his home and the life as an Ouroboros General. This was due to a number of reason.

The first being that when a Prime has fulfilled its use to the empire it is taken back Uzalishaji Ardhi and then killed by having their brain removed from their skull in order to analyse what they saw and develop tactics for future engagements with the enemy. While most Primes have little self awareness about themselves CG-145 was different and did not want to die in such a way he deemed as dishonorable.

The second and probably the most important reason was because he had disobeyed orders. In fact CG - 145 had to be forcibly removed from combat for disobeying orders and pursuing the enemy after he was ordered to fall back. This level of disobedience was unheard of by primes however instead of executing him they kept him on as a general and thrust him back into battle hoping that he would provide them with useful information when he was retrieved.

However instead of fighting the enemy he joined their side. He saw a side of the Empire that he did not want to be a part of and decided enough was enough. With his tactical genius and knowledge of the Ouroboros army they were able to quickly beat and force the Ouroboros off the planet. His victory was short lived as his would be allies did not see him as a savior but as an enemy.

Forced to flee the planet, his honor in tatters and no one to blame but himself. Ashamed of himself he named himself Msaliti to remind himself of his greatest mistake. He now wanders the galaxy in search of a way to redeem himself.

Notes:

• Salesh gold is not like earth gold has and properties similar to that of steel.
• Salesh scaled skin is similar to that of kevlar leading to Salesh favoring melee weapons to that of ranged projectiles.
• The Salesh has a whole race is on the decline with the lost of all Clan worlds with only hundreds of mercenary Brood bands roaming the galaxy.
• A Brood is a pack of 30-40 Salesh (Male and Female) that are born together and trained together into a single cohesive fighting force that stay together for their entire lives.
• The oldest recorded Salesh lived to up to 426 years old.
• Salesh are not a race affected by sexual dimorphism. Both male and females are built the same way with only slight outer cosmetic changes.

Name:
Y00-17 or 'Metalhead'

Age:
10 (Since activation)

Gender:
N/A; Prefers the pronoun 'he'

Race:
Faera-designed Multi-purpose Naval Droid

Homeworld:
Liorea

Position:
Fighter Pilot

Personality:
Y00-17 is formal and well-mannered, much like the Matriarchy he was created by. Metalhead was built to be fiercely loyal to the queen of the Faera people; his loyalty emanates to his new crew and associates as well. When Y00-17 first came off the production lines, he had the bare minimum of information installed in his primary memory storage unit. He was given only what was absolutely necessary for the completion of his duties. This lack of knowledge led Y00-17 to develop a sort of curiosity. He's constantly asking questions, seeking out others opinions on subjects as well as the objective facts on anything and everything he encounters. Metalhead's thirst for information is not without its drawbacks. With little to go by, he'll often accept information on new material without bothering to fact check. This naivete has led to more than one confrontation (such as the time someone told Metalhead that alcohol kills people, and Y00-17 proceeded to burn down a local bar.)

Metalhead is inherently protective of innocent life. He has no problem ending an enemy combatant who refuses to surrender; however, Y00-17 would rather go offline than kill a prisoner or a civilian. His staunch moral code has led to numerous quarrels with more morally ambiguous commanders.

Appearance:
Y00-17 stands at exactly 6'2 and weighs 610 pounds. His exoskeleton is made mostly up of Feerilesh, although Metalhead's body also incorporates other, tougher metals for increased protection. The majority of Y00-17's important components are located in the chest region, where it is most heavily armored. The primary and secondary memory storage units are built inside the head, right behind the sensory package. Metalhead's claws and talons are quite sharp, able to pierce most flesh rather easily. When the sheer sharpness of these weapons proves not enough, Y00-17 can revert energy into superheating the tips, allowing the blades to cut through more durable materials.

Y00-17's design was inspired by Faera myth; specifically, the creature known as the Falimawe. The Falimawe was said to wander the small island of Faliohu, sister island to Kailisila. The Falimawe was said to devour any troublemakers who went to the island. The beast was said to be allergic to water. There were only two ways to avoid being eaten by the Falimawe: either perform an ancient cleansing ritual on the creature, which was said to be extremely dangerous due to the Falimawe's aggressive behavior. Or, alternatively, become a good, law-abiding citizen. After all, the Falimawe only ate troublemakers. The myth was originally made up by natives to keep the rowdy young tourists away, but over time has attracted many a young Faera looking to prove their courage. The newer generations have turned staying out in the islands jungles for an entire night alone into a trial for the uninitiated.

Abilities:
Metalhead was ranked in the top one hundred spacefighter pilots in the Faera Navy. His skills behind the stick are exemplary; few organics can match Y00-17's reaction times and accuracy. The only drawbacks being his lack of creativity when it comes to dogfighting and relatively slow mount up time. (Seeing as how Y00-17 has to download into the fighter even if he's standing right next to it, it makes sense.)

Aside from his piloting skills, Y00-17 was also designed as an anti-boarding party defense unit. He's fast on the draw and has impeccable aim in tight quarters; it isn't uncommon for Metalhead to head shot a trio of attackers who got the jump on him before they can open fire. Even when his firearm runs out of ammunition, Y00-17 is trained in Faeran close combat martial arts and is able to use his claws to great effectiveness when facing infantry of all sorts.

Y00-17 is not a robot, per se. He is more accurately described as a sapient program capable of independent thought; or an artificial intelligence. Y00-17 is able to download into any system wirelessly or via a Universal Serial Bus cable that is compatible with its code. Inter-Galactic model devices and Faera systems are the easiest to access; however, Y00-17 has been known to bypass certain security nodes in order to directly control an alien technology. Even if Metalhead's exoskeleton is destroyed, as unlikely as that is, Y00-17 could continue to live on within the Exeralune's systems alongside ANI.

Equipment:
Y00-17 wields the IG Defender, an Elzion full-automatic machine pistol with a 35 round magazine. The weapon possesses an extremely fast rate of fire and is incredible light and compact, allowing for ease of use in the commonly compact corridors of a spaceship or a spacefighter. However, the Defender's accuracy drops off considerably after 50 meters. Y00-17 carries around an attachable barrel which extends the range up to eighty meters and decreases recoil, but makes the weapon heavier and more cumbersome.

Y00-17 is equipped with a personal shield generator, designed to protect against energy weapons and explosives. Kinetic ammunition is able to pass through the cling shield; however, Y00-17's exoskeleton is tough enough to protect itself against most small arms. The biggest threats to Metalhead are armor piercing kinetic rounds, especially in shotguns or sniper rifles.

Metalhead also carries a temporary self-repair kit on his person, as well as a number of magazines for his IG Defender and backup power cores for his primary exoskeleton. The exoskeleton itself is extremely durable; capable of absorbing extreme punishment without falling. Metalhead is quite strong, too. He is able hold in own in a contest of strength against many of the more robust species. But for all its durability and strength, it is Y00-17's surprising speed and agility that makes him deadly. The enemy never consider the heavy set machine to be as quick as it is; as such, when Metalhead dashes into their ranks and reeks havoc among their infantry with his machine pistol and claws, the opposition flees in panic, confusion and terror.

Biography:
Y00-17 is a not a unique machine. He is one of tens of thousands of Multi-purpose Naval Droids designed and built by the Faera. The Y00 series Metalhead belongs to, however, only completed twenty fully operational robots before production was shifted to other priorities. 17 and the other Y00s were assigned to the 9th Frontier Fleet, who were responsible for colonizing new worlds in the name of the Queen. The Y00s were kept close together and allowed to form their own Air Wing. Metalhead and his 'brothers' swiftly made a name for themselves, claiming over two hundred kills between them within the first two li'nel of service. They operated as a single mind. A single weapon to be wielded against even the most powerful foe. Y00-17 received the nickname 'Metalhead' when he purposely crashed a severely damaged fighter into the bridge of a pirate cruiser. Somehow, the spacefighter remained active long enough for Y00-17 to open fire on anything still alive inside. A nearby Faerin commented that the pilot must have a 'metal head' to have survived that crash; not knowing that the pilot's head was literally made of metal. The name stuck, to say the least.

It has been said that an Artificial Intelligence can never die. That they are immortal. This claim is false; Y00-17 has witnessed this sad truth first hand. During a battle with one of UNT's primary rivals in the north, the Y00 Air Wing was sent straight into the heart of the enemy fleet; they were to escort the bombers to the opponent's carriers and flagship and make sure the bombers escaped to rearm. The bombers were crucial to 9th Fleet's success, after all. They had fighters in spades, however. The Y00s were not expected to return; no one would have mourned their loss if they had not. The run had been successful. Carriers were burning and the flagship was heavily damaged. But the cost had been high. Metalhead had watched as his closest companions for the better part of eight years were blown away by swarms of drones. Y00-17 fought like hell to get the majority of the bombers back to friendly space. Only two of the AIs survived that fight. Y00-2's memory core would later become corrupted by an unknown virus, leaving Y00-17 as the only Y00 series droid alive in the galaxy.

Metalhead spent the next two years hopping from command to command, causing trouble for every Faerin commander he was put under. Y00-17 didn't see himself in the wrong; he did only as he was programmed to do. But certain actions he took in the name of his higher code hindered the Fleet's progress overall. Eventually Metalhead was honorably discharged when he took a hard line stance against a particularly corrupt captain's breaking of intergalactic law. Instead of allowing Y00-17 to take these recorded events to Command, the captain blackmailed Y00-17 into willing leaving the military.

The wandering machine was recruited by UNT when they learned of his veteran status and reputable skills and morals. His first assignment was to a ship called the Exeralune, under an individual known as Hidden Eagle.

Name: Mana Vil Mo-an
Age: 34
Gender: Female
Race: Fallthrisi

Homeworld: Na La Li. Found in sector 40. It's a very cloudy world with many narrow mountains and oceans. The fallthrisi find this world very laid back and comfortable. They like to keep it preserved and create old time looking villages, but they do allow off-worlders there who follow their roles such as no pollution; noise or otherwise, besides what is necessary.

Position: Communication Technician

Personality: She's more regal and reserved than most of her race, although still expresses a childlike curiosity for things that catches her attention. She can be very kind to others unless they harm her friends, then she can bravely charge in to defend them from misfortune. She doesn't tolerate bullies.

Appearance: She's a red shaded fallthrisi, but the pigment is lighter than average so she appears slightly pinkish. She has a slender form and longer "limbs" than normal, but not unusually so. She wears a small, glittering strand of beads wrapped around her body behind her eyes, which dangle down a foot on either side of her and jingle lightly with her movements at the noise level of footsteps. She has a purple dot painted between her eyes.

Abilities: Her physical abilities are average for her kind, so she cannot rely on them in a fight unless she can use her slipperiness and floating to outmaneuver opponents. She's best at non-combative qualities such as peaceful negotiations and using her wits. She knows an astounding number of languages; 28, learning around one a year. Most are found in the UNT but she has included common ones from outside.

Equipment: She carries no equipment besides her "clothing".

Biography: The Vil Mo-an family is equivalent to Fallthrisi royalty on a planetary scale, considered around upper mid level. However, there's a lot of different royalty in their culture, so each planet could have around 600 or more prince and princesses, called loeln and laeln respectively. Mana is such a princess, so would be called Laeln Mo-an by those of her race or others respecting of her title.

While growing up she developed a very close relationship with a young Uran from off world who would always protect her, as Mana was rather clumsy in her early years and would often get herself into trouble. Uran's father is a UNT general who had a meeting with Mana's father to discuss security on planet Na La Li, and the two children met up then, becoming inseparable during their weeklong meeting. After seeing how resilient the two were to not be separated, Uran's father agreed that he would be personally responsible for security there, settling down and letting the relationship bloom on the peaceful planet, ready for retirement in the coming days regardless. Few soldiers occupy the planet and make themselves as inconspicuous as possible, as per Mana's father's wishes.

As she grew out of her childhood years, Mana's duty as princess involved helping the galaxy improve as a whole, collective unit, so she went off to join the UNT along with Uran, although her status doesn't carry a huge amount of weight in her new position. She got her start by translating for people on poor worlds and giving them helpful information. She later got assigned to a UNT scouting ship after they saw her skills in action. She was reassigned to the Exeralune upon Hidden Eagle's request, although she doesn't know how one such as herself caught his eye, even if she was a princess.

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Name: Uran Van Mal Polahni
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Race: Nabghor

Homeworld: Kortahn. It's a rocky, hot world in sector 40 with a thick atmosphere. However, he was brought to the Fallthrisi planet of Na La Li for most of this childhood years.

Position: Security Personnel

Personality: He's a nabghor of few words, standing as a silent and loyal bodyguard and close friend to Mana. Sometimes he doesn't get the hint when she wants to be left alone. He's not good at interacting with others so may seem standoffish.

Appearance: He looks like a normal, albeit athletic nabghor with many tattoos on her front two pairs of limbs and down his back. He wears armor over this a lot of the time.

Abilities: He can run 50 miles per hour for short bursts and hit people with enough force to send grown men crashing into walls behind multiple feet behind them. However, his steady lifting force is not as strong as these bursts of raw power. He's trained in shotgun use.

Equipment: He wields a nabghor made shotgun called the Ultaga e-Mankz 433. It has high power at close range, unleashing a burst of metal projectiles that's particularly good at destroying shields.

Biography: (See Mana's sheet)