Name: Kalyn Fane
Age: 24
Height: 5' 10''
Weight: 105 lbs
Eye Colour: Brown
Hair Colour: Blonde
Species: Human
Homeworld: Corellia
Distinguishing Marks: Tatoos on back of neck, right forearm and left bicep

Occupation: Fighter Pilot (ex-military)
Other Roles: Commando, Sniper
Rank: Lieutenant
Pilot Callsign: Bronze Leader ('Headshot')
Affiliation: <<Classified>>
Service History Jacket: Available on Request
Flight Status: Cleared for Starfighter, Interceptor, Bomber and Shuttle classes. Cleared for co-piloting Freighters. Cleared for tactical/operations on Frigates and Cruisers. Cleared for gunner and repair duties on all vessels.

Issued Weapons: DE-10 Blaster (side-arm), X-45 sniper rifle, concussion grenades

*****PERSONAL LOG******

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"I remember nothing. I mean, bits and pieces... I remember my name, where I was born, I even know how to dismantle and reassemble an X-45 sniper rifle in under 15 seconds. I remember the faces of my family, but not the names of my friends, if I even have any. All I know is... anger. Not uncontrolled, more like a focused rage, as if I wanna ruin anyone that looks at me if it'll help me get back to wherever it is I came from. Think that Imperial bastard drugged me, wiped my memory like some kriffin' droid. Not good for interrogation, but they never really asked me anything anyway.
I remember the crash... downed by an Imperial pilot over Talus. Think that's where I'll start..."