Maya Romanov

Ever since childhood, Maya had a distinct fascination with old-world military. Their weapons, their vehicles, even uniforms and tactics. It was easy to understand why, her father running an army surplus store, and her grandfather having taken action during war, an active veteran who had disappeared off the grid after smuggling many resources to his son to not only mess with the organization taxing his people, but to help kickstart the weapon business in a whole other region. Alongside this, Maya's personality had developed into an excited girl who had encyclopedic knowledge of outdated firearms, but also held responsibility to a high standard. Admiring the work being put into being a soldier was a good any motivation for her to listen to her parents and be raised with a heavy love to do what's wrong and to take on responsibility.

Once old enough, and now moved to a new, unfamiliar place, Maya had begun to loiter around an Aerocraft re-fueling station, finding the employees there easy to get along with, all but one being canine like herself, and eventually gained a job working there. Forming friendships with them all, she had become infatuated with a similar-aged boy who was from near the same region as herself, and got along exceedingly well with him. However, with him coming from another culture in the region, she was quick to learn that many of the stories and information he had learned didn't line up with the ones she had come to know, some even being so fabricated she could have easilly called it propoganda. Seeing an opportunity for change, and a call to right wrongs, she has taken it upon herself to clear the misinformation and assumptions adopted by her now-boyfriend, and eventually, do something to either reduce their source, or give freedom to her original colonial people, much as her grandfather did before her.