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Background: Fione Fulmina Winterwhirl grew up in a stiflingly orderly halfling family on Verces. Her mother, father, uncle, and aunt all shared the same singular drive in life: to make a name for their family in the cutthroat 'replica aethership' industry. By the time of Fione's birth, they had secured enough lucrative contracts to leave their family well off and respected among the natives. Fione on the other hand had neither interest in trade nor engineering. What little tinkering she did was pretty single-minded. Even from a young age she liked to make things explode.

As she approached her age of majority, she began to spend more and more time away from her family. She borrowed money, bought the tools she needed, and indulged in some 'creative vandalism'. She tried to limit herself to abandoned buildings, slums, places where a few extra bullet holes or a collapsed roof wouldn't be noticed. But before long she was lobbing grenades into high class apartments just to see the beautiful rain as their glass walls burst outward. Security cameras caught everything and she became wanted.

She didn't want to cause trouble for her family, so she packed up a few experimental bombs, the last of her credit stash, and stowed away on a starship heading to Akiton.

Her treatment on the desert planet was far from pleasant. Her violent, impulsive nature and lack of self-control got her in more than one bar brawl. She rarely gave as good as she got, her small size was a critical weakness. On some level she learned to fight smarter, not harder, and pick battles she could win. On the other hand, some of the locals that crossed her later found their hoverbikes booby-trapped or a bomb through their apartment's window. On Akiton she picked up her first jobs and realized that she could channel her passion for demolition into a viable career. It was all about blowing the -right- things up.

Her stay on Akiton was not forever. She got word of the Verces investigation following her. Apparently she'd managed to injure some official's wife. B!!~+~*# of course. But... she worried. Worried for her family and any backlash they might have gotten. She couldn't go back though. She turned tail and ran yet again, first spending the majority of her remaining credits on a reconstruction surgery to hide her identity, then joining a starship to Absalom Station. Of the mercenary organizations in the Pact Worlds, the Starfinder Society is one of the few that simultaneously allow her to maintain a veneer of respectable legality while allowing her to ply her trade with abandon.

Personality: Despite appearances, Fione is a foul mouthed, impulsive and just a bit unhinged. She likes nothing better than to see things going up in flames, the bigger the better. She's not an idiot, she knows this kind of desire will have consequences. She's also not malicious or evil, she has nothing against people or their property... she just sometimes can't help herself! On some level she knows that following her instincts is self-destructive, and at times she tries to behave more properly. It can be difficult at times.

Beyond her all consuming hobby, she enjoys eating unusual and unusually spicy things, is a skilled holo-tennis player, and has a fondness for brethedan culture and brethedans in general. She also obsessively tries to keep her new identity in order, despite all signs pointing to how ridiculous it is.