Name: Morrigan Baily
Age: 33
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Character Trait: Perseverance
Character Personality: Mo is very focused and straightforward. When something needs doing, she will give her all to finish the job. She is not reckless with it though. She will seek out the most efficient way to do things. A trait she picked up during her scavenging exploits with her Dad. Know what you want, find a way to get to it, don't get sidetracked. If you happen to find something else interesting, mark the spot and go back later. Mo still retains some of the things her Nana imparted on her as well. The desire to learn, to discover new things, to imagine a world free of the war with the Bulwark. Among friends Mo is a very warm and eager to share the stories of whimsy her Nana told her when she was a kid.
Character Background: Mo was a quiet child, but like so many children during war time she was never really a child. She grew up with her Nana and her Dad. The two of them tried their best to shield her as best they could from the effects of the war with the Bulwark. Her Dad made ends meet by scavenging tech and whatever could be found left on the old world planets as well as working as a mechanic for the army. He was good too so they somehow made due. It was a harsh life, but it was all they had.
When she was little Mo would spend her days with her Nana, who did her best to provide her with a semblance of education as a former teacher. She also kept the little girl's mind occupied with fantastical and whimsical stories of mighty heroes and heroines, of amazing, unseen and unheard of technological marvels of a strange race no one had ever seen but many had sought. Anything and everything to keep little Mo's mind of the raging war and misery around them.
When Mo was about fifteen her Dad started taking her out on scavenging expeditions and when he'd go to work fixing stuff for the military. Nana had protested at first, but soon acquiesced, knowing that the girl could not be sheltered for too long and needed to learn to live in this dangerous world of theirs. So Mo's Dad took over from Nana in training his daughter essential survival skills, scavenging skills, as well as mechanic skills. Although Mo was nowhere near as good as her Dad. What she excelled in was finding the most amazing of stuff among the rubble left by the old world humans. She was an expert finder and her Dad began relying more and more on her as the years went by when going out hunting for forgotten tech and anything that could be useful to the military.
On one such expedition on a once colonized planet near the border of the human-controlled space, where all the good stuff could be found as it contained gems of technology humanity once had discovered prior to their fall, Mo and her Dad were ambushed by a squad of Griks, led by a Wisseram. Mo'd just found the find of all finds, when all hell broke loose. The Griks attacked out of nowhere and it took all of their military escort just to manage and grab Mo and book it for their transport. Her Dad unfortunately was among the first casualties, throwing himself in front of his child in a desperate attempt to save her. He'd managed... partially. In a vicious attack one of the Griks had managed to cleave her father in two, taking Mo's right arm as well. She'd lost her Dad and her arm just a few months shy of her twentieth birthday.
Her father's good standing with the army, as well as their combined contribution as mechanics and tech scavengers had earned Mo the right to a prosthetic arm. But after the gruesome encounter and her father's death the girl was never the same. She became more stalwart, focused on defeating the alien threat. She joined the 588th Defensive Army, to which the soldiers who'd saved her belonged. Her only light in the tunnel were the stories her Nana continued telling her of a mysterious race known as the Celestials. Not much was known about them, but her Nana claimed they were responsible for many a space phenomena. Mo wanted to know who they are, why hadn't they helped humanity, when obviously they weren't helping the Bulwark. She was determined to find them. And whatever she wanted found, she sooner or later did. But to do that she needed to focus first on defeating humanity's enemy.
A side note: In terms of romance she is probably not going to be interested too much in the boys, sorry
Curio: Carries a gem her Nana claims is a Celestial communication device:
I'll work on the NPC saboteur after work, but here's a teaser 
