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[MocaPoka]

Name: Ronard Westler (Krolva Cadet Corps Commandant)
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Height and Weight: 5'9, 155lbs

Appearance: A rather pale skinned man, Westler has a worn and world wearing look to his face and dark brown eyes. Those eyes however are still sharp and with a naturally pointed and hawkish facial features, he can easily scare most people with a glare. A pair of reading glasses often hangs from his neck and it is rare to see the man not bent over a book or stack of paperwork these days. Often he appears downcast, but that is simply "his face" as he says and not a reflection of his fairly easy going personality. A smile is rare on his worn features, but a true frown even rarer.

Background: Born to a military family located within Wall Sina, Ronard's upbringing and life was perfectly average for a well-to-do child. Unlike many well-to-do families however, the Westler family was not the type to sit back and live peacefully in the interior. Family vacations to Wall Maria were common in Ronard's childhood, as were visits to military garrisons and parades. With family having many contracts, friends, and relatives in all branches of the military; few things military related were unknown to the Westler family and few avenues for military promotion weren't available with minimal effort. There was little to no choice not to join the military for Ronald; the thought of not joining wasn't even a thought that passed the child's mind when he enlisted at the age of 14.

Westler's career was has been rather unremarkable. Joining the Garrison he had served in every District in Wall Maria. Working his way up the chain, he saw minimal combat working in Artilary units, until transferring to the Engineering Corps at 25. For five years he went on expeditions with the Survey Corps suffering a few close calls and the deaths of friends, but little more. At the age of 30 he "retired" from combat operations and requested to be stationed as an Instructor at the Cadet Corps. For a reason unknown to him they made him a Commandant after one year as an instructor; a feat, then unheard of.

Personality: Mild manner but a little scary are most peoples first impressions of Westler. He rarely raises his voice despite his position and is more prone to say "I'm disappointed" rather than "I'm angry". Soft spoken as well, outside of a military uniform many would be surprised he has served, never-mind for how long, or how high he has climbed the ranks. Despite how well travel he is, or perhaps because of it, Westler has become a homebody. Currently he has little motivation to honestly do much of anything besides what he has been doing for years now. A predicable and reliable man, he is the near ideal for most higher ranked military men stuck behind mountains of admin work.

The 34 year old's hobbies include reading and writing. Both however only involve or relate to military texts or engineering blueprints. He keeps a steady flow of mail corespondents to friends, family, and acquaintances. There are few people in the walls he does not know or know how to get in contact with someone who does know. Sharing a cup of tea with a friend on a rainy day without paperwork is his ideal existence. Perhaps the only point of major contention in his life is his mother's insistence that he "find a wife already."

Special Traits or Skills: Paperwork Slayer. Also has contacts and connections with most everyone in the military.

Other: Has a collection of expensive pens that he keeps in his office desk's drawer. Most are in-lined with gold or silver.

 

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Name: Normand Morten (Krolva Cadet Corps Instructor)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Height and Weight: 5'10, 160lbs

Appearance: Brown hair, brown eyes, and average in just about every-way. Having a forgettable face, the young man makes up for it by having an expressive personality. His stance is often loose and tone easygoing. He floats through the world with a playful attitude that says most things can be laughed off and those that cant should be ignored. It is a rare and dark day when a smile or a smirk isn't on his lips or in his eyes. His mood and thoughts are incredibly easy to read as he is not the type to hide his thoughts or feelings.

Background: Normand was born an orphan in the Trost District. While by no means did he have a happy or ideal childhood, it was a rare day that he went hungry while in the Trost Orphanage. Always having a rather "goofball" personality, he wasn't a child that had many enemies, and few kids in the orphanage didn't consider him a friend. Naturally athletic and easily bored, in his teens Normand began committing petty crime in the Trost district. His crimes increased in danger and risk with every success; until one day when he was 16, he tried to steal a rifle from a Military Police armory. Given the choice of years in a dungeon or joining the military; he decided that joining the military would be more "exciting."

Normand struggled greatly with military discipline and was nearly kicked-out several times; however, he was a natural prodigy with ODM gear. His scores earned him a ranking of number 6 in the class and with a great sense of joyful irony, he choose to join the Military Police. Normand served with the MP for three years with mixed results. His sense of curiosity helped solve several cases within Mitras and his personality was well liked in the normally drool group of MP personnel. His lack of respect for superiors and protocols however gave many higher ranked members and supervisors headaches, and he was one day quietly sent to the Krova Cadet Corps as in Instructor as a "reward" for his services. In truth, his superiors simply want to get rid of an annoying personality without appearing cruel. Normand has served surprising well for an Instructor (especially in regards to ODM use) and has been at the depot for less than a year as the junior instructor.

Personality: Normand is a naturally happy-go-lucky person. He is quite extroverted and quick to make friends. He is however easily bored and prone to causing trouble simply for the sake of entertainment. The military life has smoothed over his brasher personality traits and compulsive behavior luckily; still he is often a "problem child" that his superiors have to deal with. His time as an instructor has brought out a slightly sadistic personality, although most senior Instructors in the Cadet Corps see this as more of a positive than a negative.

Normand has several hobbies, but his favorite by far is "partying". Whenever able he will go out into town to find a local bar to spend the night in. While most seeing him out of uniform would think he was a "good for nothing" Normand does maintain a fairly impressive workout and ODM training regiment. While he doesn't have experience against a Titan, most instructors are happy to leave him in charge of ODM maneuvers do to his natural skill and talent with explaining things in a simple way. Currently he is content with his current lot in life, but even he doesn't know how long that will last and when he will get bored again.

Special Traits or Skills: Natural talent with ODM maneuvers. Normand is a rare individual who simple "gets" how best to use ODM gear. He can execute high level maneuvers with ease few ever achieve, however, he has no actual Titan combat experience.

Other: Normand secretly has a crush on another instructor, Isley Karla. He is convinced however that she despises him.

 

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Name: Karla Isley (Krolva Cadet Corps Lead Instructor)
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Height and Weight: 5'4, 126lbs

Appearance: With a constant scowl and icy blue eyes, Isley is a woman most people walk away from before talking to. A short and thin woman, she has fairly long black hair that usually hangs from her shoulders or that is tied in a bun. Her most obvious feature though is her missing arm. Despite the injury she walks with confidence and silent fury. On the rare day she does smile, most describe the sight as a "miraculous transformation."

Background: Isley was born in a small farming village in Wall Maria with two loving parents and three older brothers. Her family was never wealthy, but as a child she wanted for little. At seven years old her village was raided by bandits and slavers. In the ensuing chaos her entire family was killed and she was taken captive. For weeks she was held captive and suffered under the slavers, until by chance a Survey Corps unit ran into bandit group during a training exercise. The bandits were quickly killed and Isley decided to dedicate her life to the Survey Corps.

Her family's murder and her own captivity drastically changed Isley's personality. She is often described as cold, icy, and unsociable. Her time in training saw her achieve the number 1 rank in her class, and in the Survey Corps she was filled with single minded determination, with little regard for her own life. She served admirably in the Corps until a reckless charge saw her lose an arm to a Titan and nearly ending her life. Unable to go expeditions effectively, the Corps was able to secure her a placement as an Instructor at Krolva. At the depot she has been an ideal Instructor and is expected to quickly rise to the ranks of Commandant in the future.

Personality: Difficult is the word most people use when interacting with Isley. She doesn't care for socialization, friendships, or most hobbies. She is suspicious of nearly everyone expect for other Survey Corps members and her Cadets. Her face almost never changes expressions, nor does the icy tone of her voice. She cares deeply for the mission of the Survey Corps and while regretful of losing her arm, is honored by her position as an Instructor. She is known as the harshest Instructor in Krolva and maybe of any depot, however her dedication and care for Cadets is not lost on most Instructors or even Cadets themselves.

Her time at the Krolva depot has been healing for Isley. "Slowing down" and "settling" has given her time to process her life and what exactly she wants from the future. Having individuals to care for has also been extremely mentally helpful for Isley and there are few things she cares for more than her Cadets. Slowly she has begun trying to socialize more with her co-workers with mixed results. Her current goal is to find a hobby outside of the military and possible even make civilian friends in one of the Districts.

Special Traits or Skills: Unafraid of death. Isley fears near nothing in regards to herself. She has already been through things that would break most people and is willing to sacrifice her life if and when the time comes with little regrets.

Other: Isley is secretly a heavy drinker. During certain anniversaries she usually disappears to drink alone.

 

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Name: Mileton Becker (Krolva Cadet Corps Lead Lecturer)
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Height and Weight: 6'2, 165lbs

Appearance: On the taller and lanky side, Mileton can be a rather imposing figure at first glance. He however has naturally a kind demeanor and personality. With brownish red hair and hazel eyes, most find him pleasant to look at and easy to approach and talk to. His hands are covered with several small white scars, a product of a time he laughing says was when he was a Garrison weapons' maintenance platoon. He often has a small notepad on hand or in pocket which has also lead people to calling him bookish.

Background: Mileton was born the middle child to a family of merchants. He spent most of his childhood traveling from District to District and has been to the interiors of each Wall. Naturally a learner, Mileton took to books and study at a young age and was able to give himself a noble's education simply from the books his parents happened to come across and buy during their travels. As a teenager he developed an interest towards engineering and found the advances of the military, such as the ODM gear, particularly fascinating. While maybe not having the best deposition or motives; Mileton joined the military at the older age of 20 with the goal of joining the Engineering Corps. Barely passing the training, he was able to join the Engineering Corps in the end with great effort.

Mileton spent five years in the Engineering Corps, mostly in rear and garrison positions, but occasionally he did go on expeditions past the wall. Never the best or bravest soldiers, his personality, engineering skills, and general knowledge gave him respectability with the Garrison and Survey Corps. Offered a teaching position at Krolva Cadet depot, he happily accepted. While teaching he uses most of his time to experiment with different weapons and tools being developed by the Engineering Corps and Survey Corps. His general learned knowledge and expertise in the military's weapons and equipment have proven to be an excellent addition to the Cadets Corps classroom instruction.

Personality: Kindly and mild mannered, Mileton is overall a pleasant person. He loves to teach and share knowledge, along with the possibilities of future improvements to be made towards military and engineering works. A natural born teacher, in addition to his normal duties as an instructor, he offers tutoring lesson to Cadets who wish to improve their reading, writing, or math skills during his free time. He is known as the nicest Instructor at Krolva (by a large margin) and his reputation is very high among most Cadets and Cadet Corps officials. Many are surprised as well to learn that Mileton does have Titan combat experience.

Mileton can be easily frazzled by unexpected social situations. His focus on his teaching and works has left him slightly social awkward, although often in an enduring manner. His family has schedule him for several "marriage matches" despite his protests against them. He spends a significant amount of money on a book collection and actually owns a bookstore in Utopia District which he keeps his own private library safety hidden in. Perhaps the only thing that could truly anger the man, is seeing a book disrespected or burned.

Special Traits or Skills: Book smart. Mileton knows quite a bit about nearly every subject under the sun and is more than knowledgeable in basic subjects and an expert in anything engineering related.

Other: Currently he has been experimenting on improving the accuracy of canons and rifles.

 

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Name: Fabio Bier
Age: ~16
Gender: Male
Height and Weight: 5 feet, 6 inches, and 125 lbs

Appearance:
In human form, Fabio is a handsome, slightly delicate young man, with a pale complexion and icy white-blue eyes. His black hair is messily cut, and hangs in his face most of the time. Fabio’s fairly lean, more of a sprinter than a linebacker, and nimble, with dextrous fingers. He usually carries an unimpressed expression.

In Titan form, Fabio is built like a hairless ape, with long arms equipped with bony armor over the fingers. The same armor plates his toes. His Titan has a wedge-shaped mask over his skull, which is triangular when seen from above or below, and which is split down the sides. His jaws are jagged, and lined with rows upon rows of sharp teeth. His Titan has a long mane of black hair, and lacks a beard. Despite having no visible eyes, his Titan can see just fine, and it’s presumed there’s a hidden gap in his mask’s upper plate that allows him to see.

Background:
Fabio’s father and uncle were members of an early Eldian Restorationist Movement, only two decades after Marley finished off the Eldian Empire. Fabio was raised on tales of the Eldian Empire, and of the Great Titan War. Although his family opposed the Marleyan regime, his father and mother deliberately shielded him from the worst of the new order, and wanted to allow him to make his own decision.

When they were found out, Fabio’s entire family was shipped to Paradis Island and condemned to roam the island as Mindless Titans. He was about eleven at the time. After over eighty years in this nightmarish state, Fabio came across and consumed one of the Marleyan Titan Shifters sent to take the Founder, acquiring the Jaw Titan power, and fleeing into the Walls with his rudimentary knowledge of Titan powers.

In the wake of the Fall, Fabio joined the refugees laboring in the fields. He also became somewhat skilled at playing off the pity of others, taking the role of the poor, hungry orphan to get a meal. In secret, he tested his power when he thought he could get away with it (for instance, escaping into the woods). When he heard of the training offered from the military, he decided to join in order to get a more reliable meal. Another impetus was a desire to leave the Walls- the memories of his old life were faded and warped by the years, even spent as a Titan, and he lacked crucial knowledge about the outside world.

Personality:
Fabio prefers to hide his true personality behind a mask, assuming the role of ‘one of the guys’, and avoiding conflict. He seldom plays sides when it comes to disagreements with his peers, instead trying to settle problems and make peace. Occasionally he plays the role of the flirt, hitting on a girl to maintain the impression he’s just another guy. Fabio’s main passion is ODM, and he practices it constantly. Fabio often cracks jokes, and enjoys a good laugh.

In reality, beneath the facade, Fabio’s a traumatized and depressed individual. After spending decades as a Pure Titan, he has a paralyzing fear of needles and syringes. Fabio looks on his power as a salvation, something that saved his life from torment. He still feels immense guilt from his siblings and parents being lost, and seeing them again as Pure Titans would force all those memories to the surface. He does care for his comrades, but long ago decided he would do anything to survive.

He has no side in the war between Marley and Eldia, and would need a personal reason to choose one side over another. Although he could reveal his power to the Paradisian Government, he has decided against doing so if possible. He desires his freedom too highly to render himself a pawn. When it comes to the world outside the Walls, he is horribly outdated, with only glimpses of the memories of the previous Jaw Titan to offer flashes of insight.

Special Traits or Skills:
The Assault Titan (aka the Jaw Titan): 5 meters. The fastest Titan and quadrupedal. Its claws and jaws can pierce any currently known material, even the crystallized matter of the Crystal Titan. Useful for swift assaults and recon missions. A good counter as well for the Armored or Crystal Titans.

Fabio’s a social chameleon, reading the mood of a room to better fit in. He’s an exceptional actor.

Fabio has some skill in defending himself with a knife, but his skills are rusty from disuse.

Other:
Sexuality: Gay, although he’d never admit it.

Fabio’s an excellent swimmer, and misses the taste of seafood, which could be a plot point, seeing as nobody inside the Walls has seen the sea...