Elizabeth Smythe, a young officer in the Royal Navy of Agaland

I am nineteen years old. I have red eyes, stark white skin that you'd probably call albinism and snow white hair.

I was added to the ship's compliment official when I was three so I would start accruing seniority though I didn't actually sail to sea until I was ten. Its an early age to enter service but well within the norms.

My social polish isn't what it could be but my practical skills as a sailor and gunner have benefitted.

We are we war with Farunka. It was the time of the Agaland-Farunka war.

My most noticeable strength is my combat ability, both commanding the guns of a ship and with a pistol and sword.

As an officer, I am first and foremost a warrior, defending Agaland with my skill in battle.

As the child of an admiral, my high birth gives me strong "patronage" within the Royal Navy that will ensure that I quickly rise to high command. I can expect the best assignments and the most opportunity.

My greatest weakness as an officer is my skill in sailing ships. I don't sail as well as I could but that's what the sailing master and master's mates are for.