Ariana Rahel Suzanne Nisaka Zervina

Virtue: General Spetsnaz
Vice: Torturous Temper

Beliefs:
Foreign policy beliefs: Opportunism is the word of the day here.
Class: There will be order, or there will be bodies. Everything else is fair game.
Religious beliefs: God created the stars; Humankind will make something of them.
Economic beliefs: Besides things that can be used to expand commerce through force of arms, as long the commoners eat well and pay their taxes on time then
economic matters are their business

Skill Description:
Expert: Fleet Commander
Expert: Counter Intelligence/Partisan Actions
Professional: Pilot
Professional: Personal Combat
Professional: Interrogation Techniques
Professional: Social Etiquette
Professional: Space-Ground Raiding Techniques
Layman: Spy Networking
Layman: Archival Research
Layman: Human Anatomy Knowledge
Terrible: "Enhanced Interrogation" Urge Resistance
Terrible: Resisting Sour Treats
Terrible: Card Game Addiction

Events:
Upbringing: My childhood was a happy one. My father, the head of the moderately successful Zervina family was widowed shortly after I was born, but he remarried happily and I got along well with my stepmother and step-siblings. I was however expected to help track of the troublemakers along with the servants, and in my later years in the palace I dished out appropriate reprimands as well, and I suppose that attitude got my enrolled in the naval academy.

Coming of Age: One of my first major assignments after graduating from the academy was as a temporarily attached staff officer to an inspection fleet sent to the planet Plexira, a planet near the restive fringe of Empire space ruled by the Levenholtz family, who took us in as guests as was and still is according to protocol.

Ambush Escape: The Levenholtzes… they gathered the captains and several of their staffs into a meeting hall, and then slaughtered us like dogs! I was only saved by being in the rear of the group, and escaped by the skin of my teeth and the shooting of a guard before fighting my way out of this killing ground. Above in orbit the same surprise was waiting for our ships, and we lost more than a few vessels to their treachery before I could make it back to the fleet to regroup.

Retribution: This was my first time in command outside of exercise, but the position spoke to me, and I rose to the occasion. Finding favorable terrain in-system, I proceeded to fight a days-long action of fire and maneuver with the remaining flotilla, getting the better of them even while significantly outnumbered until Imperial reinforcements arrived to fully crush them. With their help we were at their palaces in a fortnight, and had tracked down most of the Plexiran traitors shortly after that.

“Awakening”: After we subdued them I had some time alone with the traitors and in my angered and stressed state something…awoke within me and I did…things to them. My newly-arrived commanders reprimanded me for it, apparently they wanted the conspirator’s faces recognizable for their executions, although it wasn’t anything some bags wouldn’t fix. Frankly, as time goes by, I regret it less and less, and given that I was promoted to captain one of the remaining "orphaned" ships immediately the battle, my bosses did not disagree.

The Thin Purple Line: <Please be advised that General Zervina has submitted a third request for a Central-Level Rest and Refit period. On account of the fact that she has been on continuous deployment for 22 months, 17 days, and 11 hours at the time of this message, her efficient work during this period of time both in defending the imperial borders as well suppressing the outer colonies and the current claimed state of her ships, this request has been granted. Please send the notice of recall to the General no later than 3 capital days of this message.>

Allies/Enemies:
Allies: The rest of house Zervina, the Imperial Intelligence Agency
Enemies: Remnants of the Levenholtz family that do not appreciate their plans ruined and their members mutilated, various defeated/exiled Rim lords, allies of destroyed families, Space Gaddafi!

Personhood:

Smarts
IQ: 3
Wits: 5

Social
Charm: 3
Cunning: 4+1 = 5

Strength:
Durability: 4
Physical Action: 5

Skills:

Court

Black Mail: 1
Horse Trading :
Chummy: 1
Bureaucracy: 2
Legal
Speech Giving: 1
Plotting: 4

Military:

Ship Command:
Helmsmen 2
Gunnery 2 + 1 = 3
Leadership 1

Squadron Command:
Maneuver 5
Formation 4 + 1 = 5
Command 3 + 1 = 4

Fleet Command:
Maneuver 1
Formation 1
Command 2

78th Independent Guard Brigade