Thorn Ironhart is a dynamic player character played primarily by Madi Harper. She is also useable as an NPC by any GM or FM with permission, and under the condition that edits to history and personality are made due to the actions and missions she participates in.
She is an elusive and dangerous mercenary researcher, a savant at getting into sensitive data by stealth or by social engineering, and getting out by similar methods, often with extremely sensitive information.
|Lisa Alice “Thorn” Ironhart|
|Species & Gender:||Female Nepleslian|
|Height:||4'3“ (129.5 cm)|
|Weight||85 lb (38.5 kg)|
|Date of Birth:||22日 3月 YE 16|
Thorn Ironhart is short and thin, weighing in at approximately 70-85 lb in 1-G environments, and is heavily scarred across the face, chest, back, and all limbs. She has very narrow hips and almost no bust, attributable to being underdeveloped and emaciated most of her life. Some will note the glow on her left forearm, which is a built-in datapad with localized network capability and some minor medical monitoring equipment. Of note is a blood sugar alarm which gives a cue to her small stature of four foot and three inches. This is due to a growth inhibitor achieved by destruction of her ghrelin hormonal system and the removal of HGH producing glands.
Tattoo on her left collarbone in Trade Language, with a barcode for translating readers. Tattoo reads “NO HEMOSYNTH” with a standardized symbol for potentially lethal cybernetics/hemosynth interaction.
Face is distinguished by high cheekbones and a narrow jawline, with a pointed chin and thin nose highlighting the lips. Green eyes and dark brown hair that is kept short by tying back and slicing off with a knife two to three times per year. Her bangs often hang down to cover the gouging scar over her left eyebrow. There is also a piece missing out of her cheek and has visibly suffered a severely split lip at some point in the past. Her missing ear on the right side was replaced with a solid plate of metal acting as a cochlear speaker and mounting point for an integrated flashlight. There are ports about midway down the back, six inches above the kidneys, where two three inch round chemical pods lock in to her integrated recirculating rebreather assembly, which grants her the ability to hold her breath for six to eight hours at a time.
Her smell is nothing special, stinking like a human, though she is religiously clean and one of the few minor pleasures that she allows herself is a pomegranate scented soap. The voice on the comms is often described as small and childlike, though very scratchy with a deep gravel. She can often be found wearing at least the base layer to a skin contact EVA suit that highlights and compresses her thin figure, and is often wearing 9-pocket BDUs over the lower half of her suit. Due to her own self consciousness about her body, she also wears the leg armor under her BDUs to make her hips appear wider, though the effect will not pass a scrutinizing eye.
Posture is typically cocky and confident, but she will often keep her shoulders tight, indicating a subconscious fear of anyone taller than her and a preparedness to fight if she has to.
Thorn is bold and reckless, constantly in persuit for new knowledge and skills. She is easily bored and finds herself actively seeking out a task or activity to occupy her hands or mind. She does love to read, and her ability to get into dangerous situations undetected before leaving with extremely sensitive or valuable information is unparalleled.
She has the ability to switch between her default pride and integrity personality and a “lost slave, pity me” honeypot with no effort or time, but both presentations are fronts for the intelligence and curiosity that overwhelm her thoughts. She is extremely reserved about her past and can be easily triggered involving traumatic events. Though most will note a bouncy, excitable character with certain childlike tendencies and no concept of fear.
She does, however show emotional problems consistent with minor PTSD, with nightmares, flashbacks, and some paranoia, alongside pathological task avoidance and an inferiority complex. Several scars, especially around her implants appear self inflicted, as though she has tried to remove her augments, and her lack of fear is more a lack of regard for personal safety. However, a long conversation with her will reveal clinical depression and suicidal tendancies.
There is also a reverence of body autonomy that she displays proudly, considering how many times her own was violated. Those who violate that of others are seen as subhuman by Thorn, not worthy of life and a plague to be exterminated with extreme prejudice.
1-YE22, a missing persons report was filed for one Lisa Alice Ironhart, aged six, missing from one of the outer Nepselian Colonies. No body was ever found. Lisa Ironhart was declared Presumed Dead on 4/18-YE25, against her parents' wishes.
1-YE34, the file was reopened, with a flag raised by a routine genetic scan in a hospital. Family was notified of their daughter's condition and status. Parents were en route when Thorn gained a shipside job as a field surveyor.
Massive prepubescent skeletal damage indicates physical abuses and/or training bordering on mutilation alongside extended periods of starvation. Genetic scans indicate that she was supposed to grow to about five foot and eleven. Her small stature is likely a result of starvation in early to late childhood, combined with her extensive scarring. There are also multiple developmental failures symptomatic of intentional starvation and abuse over a period of more than a decade. All data related to the incidents in question are her word, and difficult to verify.
“When I was little, my parents were fighting. They always fought. I just wanted to get away, so I climbed into a small space, somewhere warm and cozy, and I don't remember much after that. I just remember waking up in null G, and not much around me.
“They called me stowaway, a thorn in their side. Said I should earn my dinner. For years, I thought it was just a bad dream. But eventually, I came to accept it. Learned to ignore my belly, and ignore how tired I could get. Forgot how to be hungry, or tired. Every time they'd sell me off to a new ship, a new crew to be a thorn for. I learned to hide away rations because they'd forget to keep the others fed. Little things, in places they wouldn't expect. Keep them alive and I don't have to work as hard. I got so used to not knowing where I was, and wanting home that I kind of forgot about it, carried on, and did my best to survive. They installed tools to make me a better grunt, and just enough to survive. The last crew was better than most. Took me to get checked out, see if they could help me. I think it's because I'm useless hurt or sick.
“Or… That's what I thought. The Captain handed me a book, taught me to read. It's wonderful, you know? These little bits of data on a screen, all that separates you from thousands of years of history and knowledge. I wanted it all. As soon as my Captain released me, I went to live in a library. I only got half way through the collection before they found me. And here I am. Now she wants me back to help me learn enough to be okay in the world.”
What little is known about that fourteen years is that her most recent owner was of Lorath descent, and found out that her capture and enslavement was illegal under the Matriarchy. Thusly she was released and given an opportunity to stay on as an apprentice, completing upon the construction of her own ship, what is now known as the IIS “Oracle” Thorn was never subject to Matriarchy Law save this one instance, resulting in her freedom.
This ship she used for contracted research work, including some minor espionage work of gathering pertinent tactical data on installations and warships, acting as a sort of mobile spy sattelite. But most of her work was actually stellar prospecting, whether scanning asteroids for valuable metals or nebulae for hydrogen and exotic particles, she became well known for her radio telescope work, often measuring gravitational anomalies alongside gathering multiple viewpoints of the same data point. In short, she became known for being thorough, and was often exceeding expectations.
In YE39, she began working with USO on their world 188604, having been “caught” in her attempts to secure vital data on a research and development station for later blackmail or sale. In stead of killing, arresting, or otherwise permanently securing the data, the site boss, one Jack Pine, offered her a job as head of Advanced Research and Development in Section 6.
Later that year, Thorn Ironhart was killed in action during an away mission, brought back in a taller, healthier body form. Due to the resulting existential crisis, she recreated the original body, immediately before getting engaged to be married to Sarah Pine. This caused her existential crisis to evolve, and both bodies were activated. One, the smaller form was sent away.
Due to a snafu with the Lorani Port Authority in attempting to register a hull number to tie in to the international number assigned to her ship, the Lorani Port Authority continually upgraded her status with each message. She decided it would be best to no longer respond after being appointed Governess of HX-14 in late YE: 39 The decision was thankfully overturned by the Office of Knights Marshall.
Rose Ironhart continues to live on Sirrius VI with her wife and four children, and Thorn has returned to active mercenary status.
Thorn Ironhart is believed to be involved in multiple criminal events and is allegedly responsible for multiple armed conflicts and massive security breeches. Prior to YE: 34, she cannot be held responsible for criminal actions due to ownership status and multiple behavior controlling augments. Unless otherwise noted, assume all charges were dropped, acquitted, or the case dismissed for other technicalities.
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This page was created by harpermadi on 10, 14 2017 at 11:28.
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