Name: Styr Volle
Prefered Moniker/Callsign: Jotun
Nationality: Belter
Appearance: Styr is an average sized boy, not exceptionally tall nor short. His build is fairly muscular, but he often wears baggy clothes when not in uniform. He has pale skin, blue eyes and black hair, which he keeps styled in a lazy ritzy. Casually he often wears comfortable, baggy clothes. Sweats, hoodies, a high collared coat he likes when it's cold. He's often seen with a standard issue infantry assault backpack.
Personality: Styr is a mostly serious pilot, willing to follow orders and having the discipline to carry them out. At least during live fire exercises. He sometimes makes remarks and wisecracks, mostly to himself. Outwardly Styr is calm, collected and professional. He's more mature and responsible than his young age suggests, a result of circumstance, he doesn't hate it. Instead he embraces it, knowing that he's already gotten his partying time in. When someone attempts to approach him informally, they'll find that he's shy and unused to social interaction with strangers. He has difficulty looking people in the eye unless they're already a friend, or addressing him as a soldier.
History: Styr was born on Luna, where many of the wealthiest families in the solar system reside. His father was Karl Volle and his mother was a civilian pilot of a cruise liner, making Styr a bastard child. His fathers wife had Styr sent off with a foster family to the asteroid belt, saying that Volle Industries couldn't possibly deal with the publicity of a bastard child, they were supposed to be ideal family owned corporation, with a perfect family at the head. Volle Industries made mechs, primarily mining, industrial and terraforming mechs. Styr saw a lot of Volle Mining Mechs in the Belt.
His foster family, the Amsdens, were good to him, treating him as one of their own but they always let Styr know that he was a Volle, and not an Amsden. He lived on the biggest Belter colony with the Amsdens, Ceres, and as soon as he was old enough he piloted a mining mech and went to work to help provide for his family. The war seemed distant and Styr was happy, doing simple work, getting paid, blowing about half of that pay on the Ceres nightlife and the other half going to his family. But the war seemed closer after he befriended one of his coworkers, a man named Cortaro, former UNE Marine, left after ten years in the service. At first Styr was fascinated by his war stories, Cortaro often mixing in some life lessons into his stories, but Styr began to realize that war was not a place where people sought glory and fame. Soldiers who wanted to be heroes often found themselves full of bullets or splattered across some rock far away from home. After meeting Cortaro, Styr matured and became more responsible, a more diligent miner, even getting a promotion alongside Cortaro to small asteroid mining.
Then the war got even closer. Styr, Cortaro and eight other miners was caught in the middle of a space battle, a skirmish between two small battlegroups. To Styr, it was like every asteroid in a mile radius was actually a bomb going off. Strike Fighters moving at break neck speeds, zipping across space, dodging and weaving through the incomprehensible movements of the dense patch of asteroids the miners were working in. Missiles, cannon shells and plasma bolts lit up the void, often with explosions at the ends of their trails. Styr saw frigates keel over and snap into two. Cortaro quickly took charge and lead the miners back to the safety of their ship, flying away from the battle. Though none of the miners were injured, the flight back was filled with a heavy silence. Nobody ever thought the war would get so close to Ceres. Once Styr got home, he noticed news about smaller Belter colonies being seized by the rebelling FCA, and they were even making incursions to Mars.
He and Cortaro and many other Belters of Ceres joined the Ceries Militia, funded by the UNE. Cortaro trained Styr and many others, and Styr learned how to shoot a rifle, throw a grenade, fire a rocket launcher, he learned how to fight. Three months went by after Styr and Cortaro joined the militia, and nothing happened. Cortaro was frustrated, as a member of a defensive organization, how could he take the fight to the FCA? After a few rants, Styr agreed. The two, along with several others joined the UNE. Due to Styr's experience with mining mechs, he was put in Ranger School to pilot an MR-7 Predator.
Personal Effects: Styr has a keychain containing his house key, a rifle bullet, and a small sphere of Ceres steel. He also carries a small notebook with a picture of his family taped to the backside of the front cover, a pen, pencil, comb and pocket knife. Styr is often seen with a small backpack, he keeps a toolkit inside, a roll of duct tape, a few patch repair kits, a small medical kit, 2 emergency air tanks, rations, a water bottle and naval emergency fire mask, used by naval crewmen when their ship is on fire. Features an air tank so the crewman avoids breathing in noxious gasses or smoke, and an infrared visor to see through smoke.
Skills: Experienced mech piloting from his mining days, as well as basic mech repair and maintenance. Infantry combat training, specializing in anti armor and anti air launchers, from the Ceres Militia.
Motivation: Enlisted. Wanted to fight alongside Cortaro, but was put in Ranger School.
