Commander Aleshanee
Name Aleshanee
Position Commanding Officer
Rank Commander
Character Information
| Gender | Female | |
| Species | Terran (DMZ colonist 5th Generation) | |
| Age | 30 |
Physical Appearance
| Hair Color | Black | |
| Eye Color | Brunette | |
| Physical Description | Her silky, wavy brunette hair fell just past her shoulders, framing a face marked by quiet resilience. Dark brown eyes, once bright with fire, now carried a shadow of hardship, their light tempered by battles fought and burdens endured. Scars traced her body like pale constellations—reminders of battles fought,—silent testaments to survival, to both combat and cruelties weathered. Across her arms, the ink of ancestral tattoos bloomed, weaving stories of heritage and strength, binding her to something greater than herself. She wore her style like armor and home all at once—part soldier, part rancher—tempered leather, weathered denim, and always her beloved boots, carrying her through dust and memory alike. Her frame was slender, yet it carried the weight of resilience with an elegance all its own: the quiet beauty of a woman forged in fire, standing unbowed. |
Family
| Other Family | Billdesh Prefau (Uncle/Alive) |
Personality & Traits
| General Overview | She is a woman marked by hardship but not defined by it. Though her scars run deep, she has held on to her humanity, carrying it like a fragile flame against the dark. Connection does not come easily—walls built from pain and survival stand high—but still she reaches, still she yearns for the peace of belonging. Fierce and steadfast, she is a fighter at heart. Her loyalty is absolute, her convictions unshakable; she would give everything, even her life, for the causes she believes in. Strength and vulnerability live side by side within her—proof that endurance does not erase longing, and that even the broken can burn with purpose. |
| Personal History | Aleshanee grew up on the colony world of Panora, where her grandparents had once run a ranch back when it was still under Federation protection. Those early years carried the memory of open skies and freedom, a life rooted in the land. But when the Federation–Cardassian War ended, Panora was handed over, and everything changed. The Cardassians wasted no time stripping the colonists of their homes, their ranches, and every business they had built with their own hands. To Aleshanee’s family, it wasn’t just property that was stolen—it was their way of life, their very sense of belonging. When the Maquis rose, her parents joined without hesitation, clinging to the hope of reclaiming what had been lost and of carving out a future free from Cardassian rule. That hope, however, was never realized. Instead, the occupation grew harsher, the Cardassians’ cruelty tightening around every colonist who dared to resist. For Aleshanee, childhood became a lesson in loss—of home, of safety, and of innocence. It also forged her into who she would become: a woman tempered by hardship, yet unwilling to break. The scars of her youth gave her a fighter’s spirit and an unshakable loyalty to those she loves and the causes she believes in. She carries her pain with her, yes—but not as a weight to drag her down. For Aleshanee, it has become a fire, one that drives her forward in search of peace, justice, and the belonging that was torn from her so long ago. |