Your name is REMIRA ZEPHYR. You are floating in the barren seas of your quest planet, the Land of Currents and Waves. You have spent perigees restarting the currents of the waters and revitalizing the life in this dead ocean with preserved specimens found in Stasis in a Laboratory on the ocean floor. It hasn't been easy, and you're still struggling to maintain ecological balance in the few ecosystems you have gotten started, but steady progress is being made. Once upon a time, you drifted the waves of Alternia, without a place to call hive, because being tied down to one place just seemed like such a bummer! This also allowed you to maintain your long derided history of being a DRIFT DODGER, never performing what should have been your Imperial Duties as a member of the highest non-fuchsia caste. You often stayed near the coastline, for you spent much time in lowblood communities, raves, party scenes, and the like. This allowed you to kindle your intense passion for ASHEN MEDIATION for various members of many different quadrants, and led to many a fling with the land-dwelling folk, who found you much more approachable and fun to spend time with than your caste kin. You never committed to any quads, but that didn't stop you from stepping into others quads to heal what ailed their bonds and get a little affection in return. You are simultaneously AFRAID OF COMMITMENT while also DESPERATE FOR INTIMACY, which has proven quite difficult in your game session, devoid of anyone else who would quad with you in any way, and you often feel bereft of the company of anyone who even likes you at all. You know the thing your friends most desperately need is FREEDOM from all sorts of things, whether it be duty, oppression, unhealthy ties, or other things you may not be privy too, and your greatest and dearest hope is to break the chains that hold you all down. With the Empire long gone, half your job is basically already done. You are primed to be the very essence of total and utter FREEDOM. Even if that means you end up alone.