Height: 5'6" (1.68m)
Weight: 123lbs (56kg)
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Decanted: February 11th, 3028; Eden
Bloodhouse: Conners
Position: Star second, Bravo Second Nova

Attractive
Reputation +2

Despite being of both average height and weight, the Wolf mechwarrior known as Slaine still manages to stand out from the rest of the pack. In a dull sea of ubiquitous grey and tan, she is a patch of light - literally. Foregoing the standard-issue earthy tans and greys, Slaine dresses all in shades of white and cream, from snug white tanktops and T-shirts to well broken-in, bleached and faded fatigues that - while once tan - are now a pale cream near enough to white as to make no difference, to the icy white of her ceremonial leathers. Even her skintight cooling suit and the matching neurohelmet are white, their blank expanse broken only by the silver mirror-tint of the latter's visor. The sole exceptions to the absence of any real color are the sand-hued combat boots on her feet and a similarly washed-out leather belt about her hips. Strapped to her right thigh is a single sheath carrying an approximately 30cm survival knife with a polished white hilt, carved into the shape of a wolf's head.

Both sides of her head are shaved to the skin, leaving a thick swath of shoulder-length blonde hair down the middle. Usually allowed to fall on whichever side it sees fit, occasionally Slaine will plait the entire mass into a single braid down the back of her skull, just to keep it out of the way. In her ears, she wears delicate earrings of blue-black stars, sometimes with additional cuffs up the side of the lobe, and her fingers are decorated with two plain rings of gold, and another two of worked silver.

Although her unique appearance is intended to draw attention, Slaine's personality does less so. Quiet by nature, she speaks mostly when necessary, and when she does her words are soft and perfectly enunciated, her diction flowing and graceful. Never has the phrase 'walk softly and carry a big stick' been more applicable, for Slaine is a ristar through and through, a monster to be reckoned with in the cockpit. Despite a less-than-stellar experience in her first Trial of Position during which - through no fault of her own - her assigned machine shut down mid-combat, she is expected to rise swiftly and far. As for what happened, rumors abound. Ask enough people and you will hear everything from an unforeseeable programming glitch that interfered with the heat sensors and caused a false emergency shutdown to out-right sabotage intended to leave her mech crippled and Slaine dead on the field - the latter a very real possibility had her trothkin Conri not intercepted her second opponent and taken it out as his own. Nevertheless, Slaine was confident that she would earn the right to command the first star of their supernova as soon as her second Trial came around, only to recently find some brand-new warrior put in her expected position instead.

Where Conri is called 'the Black Wolf', Slaine is oft referred to as 'the White Wolf'. Whether this is due to her penchant for monochromatic attire in the first place, or if she took the moniker and decided to go all-in and own it entirely is up for debate. The very best of friends from the time they were children, the pair have sworn oaths to support and aid one another. Where one goes, the other is sure to follow.

Themesong: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0mkdJiaoA74