In one sentence, answer this question: So, what do you do?

I'm a member of the Green Dragon Company. First time I've ever been a part of something where I belonged. I take point, and I take the beatings, so they don't have to.

Where are you from? (Not any planet, but something like: “A shithole dirt farm,” or “A middle class child of lawyers,” and we’ll find the planet later)

I'm from a small, devout farming town that was pretty fertile and profitable when I was younger, but was plagued as I grew. Drought, locusts, raiders, you name it, and we lost to it. My family and friends redoubled their prayers to Argona the Starmaiden, for all the good it did.

I began to feel the faith I'd grown up with was a sham, so I joined the King's army. I was a good soldier, but I never felt like I belonged there. I was raised to believe I should fight for those who cannot fight for themselves, and that's a hard thing to reconcile when you're ordered to sack a town just like mine and burn the crops to disrupt a secondary supply line.

After a battle where my unit was destroyed and I was the only survivor, I wandered off, eking out a living as a sellsword, and looking for somewhere to belong, and for something to believe in, without really thinking such things were real anymore.

Best Friend? (Give them a name, and where you know them from)

Robern Frete. We grew up together. He wanted to be a priest, and when I told him I doubted and was leaving town, he cursed and renounced me and my friendship.

Worst Enemy? (Give them a name, where you know them from, and why you hate them or they hate you)

Lieutenant Rarder , leader of my platoon. I once questioned an order to butcher civilians, and he had me flogged. After that, he went out of his way to make sure I was assigned to the most violent and distasteful. After my unit was destroyed, I realized that Rarder would think me dead, and I've rarely been as relieved.

Habits:

To quote someone else who grew up fundamentalist: I like beer.

Goals (if nothing else, one sentence describing, “If I can get / achieve this, I will die fulfilled”):

To find something worthy of my faith, and worth defending.

Flaws:

Quick to trust, Sometimes too quick. Ask the sorceress.

Fears:

Not that I won't find something worthy of faith, but that I will be seduced into placing my faith, and my sword, behind something that turns out to be UNWORTHY.

Hobbies:
I like adventure stories. Plays, epic songs, poems, whatever. There's always a clear hero, a clear villain, and the cause is always just. It's better than the real world.

What is your most prized possession, and why?

This sword. It speaks to me. I pray to Graxus that, if I prove myself worthy of it, it will tell me its secret name.