Foghar Sect - Recruitment

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¬ Name:

Fiora Murphy

¬ Place & Date of Birth:

Planet New London, New London. 12/21/806

¬ Brief Explanation of Past Which Brought You to Us:

I'll try to be brief. I was some ordinary kid, like any other brat being pumped out by their mum and pa. Living a typical Londoner lifestyle, under an average Londoner household. My parents, unremarkable and middle class. My school, plagued by bullies and those that don't think for themselves. I've never really known how regular Bretonian citizens get used to these kinds of planetary conditions... From as early as I can remember, I've always hated that place. Couldn't stand to go out when it rained, got tired of feeling sticky and humid, tired of breathing recycled air.

Just when my last year of secondary school was at its end, and I thought that my life would be just as worthless as my family's, something found me. Rather, someone from the University of Cambridge contacted me. Apparently, my father had cashed in a favor that was owed to him by an old friend who worked there. Some high up kind of corpo with a lot of credits to throw around. He agreed to fund a bachelor's degree for me as a result of my dad saving his life in the Gallic war. Things moved in a blur after that. I was given a personal ship. I moved to Cambridge. Everything was already paid for, the dorm, the classes, meal plans, I mean everything.

I'm sparing you the strangely racy details of college life here so to make a long story short, I graduated with my bachelor's in environmental science a few months ago. Some way, somehow, little old me managed to beat the odds and outperform the competition. Yet, I wasn't satisfied with all that was given to me on a silver platter. I recalled the 'nature' of my home. I read about the untamed Carlisle, as well as the disgusting conditions of Leeds before the Gauls came and put an end to their misery. And then I compared those to how much... better Cambridge was. In every aspect. Adding the news about Gaia on top of that... All of a sudden, going for a job in Planetform or some research position at the Cambridge Orbital Institute and just waiting out my days didn't seem so appetizing. I wanted to make a more immediate change. Bretonia won't change her ways without some hefty motivation. Which has brought me here. To try my luck. If not, i could always just go back. But if I'm in, then I'll give it all I have.

¬ Outlook on the Gaian Movement:

I only really know that you people consider the pen mightier than the sword. Considering the daunting task of taking on the Bretonian navy head on, that's a wise choice. Turning the people against their nation in a desperate bid to empower the Green Party. I'd imagine the size of the Gaians as a whole to be much larger than the news lets on because of recent events.

¬ What is the Motivation to Join:

Having to live on this giant ball of pollution called New London has made me very familiar with the reasons why the Gaians fight. It might not have been as bad as Leeds was, but it was always insufferable to me. I'm not an adept pilot, but I know where my dreams lie, and where to chase them. And it's not by sitting here and watching my life go by, even if I'll earn a load of dosh by doing it.

¬ ((OOC)) Discord Username:

You've got it already, Locky.

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