Name: Shas<br/>Age: 21<br/>Sex: Female<br/>Appearance:<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1053.photobucket.com/albums/s465/SolLua159/FlamesofWar.jpg)</div></div>History:  Shas grew up as a scavenger.  Having no memory of her family or where she came from, her earliest recollection is of living on the outskirts of a small group of people.  She already had implant ports in her left leg and lower back, but had no idea what they were at that age.  She survived though, by scavenging whatever she could, squeezing into small and dangerous caverns to find any resource she could trade in order to get food.  Small and slim, even as she grew older, she was able to sneak through cracks that no one else dared attempt, and reach places that had remained untouched or lost for years.  She also became very good at escaping from tough situations with those who wanted what she found, but would rather not pay the price.  Eventually, she became known for her ability to find precious resources and wreckage in the wild underground, and began trading for more than just food.  As her reputation increased, she took great care with her dealings with those in power, balancing between being too useful in finding things to kill, and being skilled enough to be a threat.  A few rare trinkets here and there kept the most corrupt from trying to hunt her down.<br/><br/>By the time she was a teenager, she was an expert in finding what couldn't be found, and her abilities had expanded.  Some of her greatest finds had been traded in order to have work done on her augments.  The most precious being the filtration and injection system integrated into her leg, which she had recovered from the dangerous lower levels of what she thought was a surface building.  It filtered her blood, giving her a higher resistance to the toxins found in many places of the world, and also allowed her to inject substances directly into her blood stream without worrying about sterilization.  Her body suit and the rest of her gear, though gathered from many places, had been pieced together precisely to fit her like a second skin, so as not to snag or interfere as she crept through the cracks in the world, looking for the next big find.<br/><br/>Slowly, she began trading some of what she found to the resistance, sympathizing with their cause but unwilling to join them.  Eventually, she began to aid them with her skills as well, until officially joining them in the pursuit to find the old base.