Liberty Navy - NORR-822-OCSA Name Alexander Tanathyn (Jr.) Date of Birth 04.23.801 A.S. Place of Birth Cambridge System, Planet Cambridge, House Bretonia Sex Male Height (cm) 170cm Weight (kg) 85kg Relatives Alexandar Tanathyn (Sr.) (Father // 778 A.S. - 820 A.S.)
Meredith Louise Tanathyn (Mother // 781 A.S. - Present)
Ronley Abbey (Uncle // 778 A.S. - Present) Previous Work Experience
Major in Mechanical Engineering; Sir Pembroke's College - Graduated 819 A.S.
Ronley Abbey's Ship Repair/Re-Sale - 02.12.820 A.S. - 06.25.820 A.S. Previous Military Service Bretonia Armed Forces
Stationed - HMS Downley // BAF1192DWNLY // Third Fleet, Sixth Battle Group
LT. Tanathyn A. Jr, Third BAF Detachment, Patrol Wing Epsilon // "Rattlers" Squadron // Epsilon 4 - 821 A.S. - 822 A.S.
Distinguished Service Cross - 5.12.821 A.S.
Good Conduct Award - 12.16.821 A.S.
Courageous Action Medal - 9.22.822 A.S.
Honorable Discharge from Active Service - 1.22.823 A.S.
Biographical Segment:I was native-born a Bretonian citizen, in the Cambridge system, calling the planet of the same name my home since I could first start understanding the concept. My father was a career officer, the name Tanathyn apparently going back as far as the Buccaneer War, and so on those long weeks in-between visits it would just be me and my mum. He took care of us, that much I could accredit to his loyalty to the family name, that the money he made was enough to get me through school. I'm no genius, I just worked hard and did my work like any poor, middle-class john. And it paid off. I got into a fancy college and, if I'm honest, I didn't see the appeal in it but my mum were bawling like a river Edame so I toughed it out for her. I majored in something I didn't have too much interest in but, again, I toughed it out for convenience's sake. Graduated. 3.0. Degree in Mechanical Engineering. What did I do?
I went to work at my uncle's chop shop. Taking apart de-commissioned Paladin's, Starflier's, Hussar's, and even got to work once on one of those antique Serenity-classes. It wasn't exactly fulfilling work but it paid and I didn't have to work too hard all things considered. Uncle Ron was family and, cause we were family, I worked hard for him. It took what was going on in Leeds, just a jump-gate and a half away, for me to start paying attention to what was going on in my home house. An invasion force. I didn't care about the Kusarians butting their heads in or the Rheinlanders or Libertonians until Leeds. What was left of the 7th Fleet, and my father, God rest his stubborn little soul, came in over the neural net like a wave of reality. He went down with his commanding officer, a pile of scrap and residue in zero-g. Suffice to say that after this I signed up alongside the rest of the suddenly patriotic Cambridgeshire populace. I kicked off my civilian shoes because I wasn't going to sit in the shop and twiddle my thumbs.
I did it to protect my family and by extension it included the whole of House Bretonia. Eight weeks later I'm going through basic combat training, military tactics and strategy, physical, mental, and emotional conditioning. That wasn't too bad though the worst of all is I got stuck with a whole barracks filled with two-dozen pumped up guys that didn't know what Queen and State meant if it bit them in their heinies. The rest rushed by like a blur and by the time I knew what was going on, I had earned my wings and was immediately assigned to the HMS Downley, as beautiful as she was ugly. I don't really wanna talk too much about my time in the BAF but it was about as exciting as you'd expect of daily sorties and patrols, always watching and waiting for the next Gallic attack. Border control, they called it, and I did a fine job enforcing the Queen's law.
I spent a year with the Downley and when time came to renew my term of service to the Queen I didn't. I took the pay they gave me, the pay I saved up, and left Bretonia. With my mother's blessings and, because I spouted so much about family, fact of the matter is I would have taken her with me to Liberty weren't it not for the fact she wanted to stay. Booked me a first-class flight to Planet Manhatten, got myself a crappy flat, and enjoyed my time in the relative peace that was the House of Liberty. Even got myself a proper, legalized citizenship during my time here. Now it's like a god damn curse or something because apparently I can't stay in a home for long without something threatening to take it down.
I've signed up, here and now, to try and make another difference because I'm certain the Navy's gonna want the manpower all things considered with all the attacks in Liberty space these past several weeks.
OORP Part Your experience in Discovery:I was around mid 2014, spent half a year, left beginning of 2015. Different account back then. I came back late 2016, left 2017. I take breaks in-between so my experience of Disco doesn't get ruined, too much of a good thing is bad after all. I've been independent's a lot so it's good to maybe finally have the opportunity to roll with a proper faction. I have also never been sanctioned because I've never gotten involved with the forum politics and background drama nor have I ever broken character in-game to pursue an agenda besides good old role-play. Are you familiar with the Laws of Liberty and the Discovery RP 24/7 Server Rules?:Yes Respectively, rate your RP and PvP skills on a scale to 10:RP: 10 PvP: 5 SKYP-3 Communication Details:uruto_blue@live.com Timezone:GMT -5
