Okay my final run at a backstory.<br/><br/>Isadora Santos was born twenty five years ago on Acontecimento daughter to two loving parents who, a member of the demogrant class had to enjoy some of the simpler pleasures of life living on one of the few frontiers of one of Panoceania's prized worlds. One of those simple pleasures was a disconnect from AR and the exploration of some of the more natural parts of her homeland, a love of the natural world augmented by the curiosity gifted by her naturally bright mind. She was young still, carefully tended by her geist when she came across the most curious meeting of well dressed people in suits in one of her favourite woodland haunts. She lay silent as they talked of things she did not yet fully understand, construction materials, campaign donations and retirement funds. They seemed cheerful enough but something about it seemed strange, she had felt a thrill at lying there unobserved but knew already that it was bad behavior to watch people so, so the incident was not reported to her parents and went largely unremembered till later in her life.<br/><br/>As she grew she excelled in science, never quite losing her love of natural but quickly picking up how things worked together. Off of the back of that she among some others of her class won a trip to an orbital, it's name pricking a memory of that conversation she once overheard. It was during that visit that there was a terrible accident, chaos that caused flames to wash over the deck she was on and claimed the lives of some of the children there- a minor breach in safety protocols that failsafes could have caught- should have caught, were the failsafes properly made. A scapegoat was blamed but at the back of her mind that conversation lingered and would eventually lead to the young Isadora applying to the police force. Determined to uncover the evidence of crimes she'd witnessed.<br/><br/>Her career with the police was somewhat uneventful though she spent most of her free time researching her pet cause, taking cases with a passion that might lead towards corruption and any target she might manage to ferret out. It was during one of those investigations that she first encountered a man who called himself only Gabriel, a man who had been a Templar before the destruction of his order and the two spent much time talking. Isi knew of course that he should be reported, turned in- still he was persausive and led her down several good avenues of investigation, leading to her taking down several corrupt officials, their talks changing Isi's own beliefs as she thought for the first time seriously about that banned order, it's faith and her own, slowly realising as time passed that she too might have called herself one as she found herself agreeing with him time and again as time passed. Always curious before, as she accepted this new system of belief, it lit a fire, it was her place to understand as much of God's creation as she could and to always question everything.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for herself however she was far far too successfull in her quest, uncovering what could only be described as a widespread conspiracy to embezzle money and profit from using sub par materials in construction and before she could move on it both criminal agents and her own police force moved to 'arrest' her on trumped up charges before she could make her knowledge known. Leaning on what seemed like her last friend in the world, and leaving a tearful note for her family, she fled with the help of her Templar contact and would soon find herself working for the Druze- attracted by both their unusual religious practices and the knowledge that they allowed their cells freedom to act as they wish. A chance perhaps to work where she might follow her concious.<br/><br/>So. Let me know if there are any glaring problems, while I try to find a suitable reference model!