Editing Acca-Nirsi (section)

=Background=
The Republic of Gen-Rosita, inhabited primarily by the cat-like Felisi, was just another small country that fell to the Empire early in its conquests. A nation of forest villages, its people had fought as best they could, but they were no match for the arcanitech terrors of the Empire. So it was that, after decades of occupation, when Empire came for it's yearly levy of conscripts for the Imperial war machine, Acca-Nirsi's parents gave her up with no complaint.

But instead of an Imperial training and indoctrination center, Acca and her fellow conscripts were sent to the Mount Vesuvas Research Facility in the far-off Kona mountain range. Mt. Vesuvas was an active volcano, and deep in its heart slumbered and ancient spirit of flame. Once upon a time, it had been worshiped by the peoples of the region as a god. But to the Empire, it was just another resource to be turned into a weapon.

Acca and her fellow conscripts underwent experiment after experiment, their numbers dwindling with each round. Experiments to enhance arcane abiltiy. Experiments to induce an affinity for fire. Experiments to compel obedience. Experiments to align their spiritual signatures with that of the arcanum.

After several years, they finally found success in Acca and imprisoned a portion of the arcanum within her soul. The last step was a field test. She was sealed within an arcanitech armor suit designed to amplify her new powers and dispatched alongside a force of Imperial regulars to wipe out a town thought to be harboring rebel sympathizers.

But, they had made a miscalculation. The arcanum's incandescent fury at its imprisonment kindled within Acca's soul an unquenchable rage, a rage great enough to shatter her mental conditioning. As the Imperial troopers moved in on the village, Acca unleashed years of fettered anger as a great storm of flame that consumed arcanitek and flesh and blood enemies alike, even turning her augmentation armor into so much molten slag.

Some days later, she awoke in the care of the rebel cell that had been in the village. And nearly killed them when the Imperial conditioning reasserted itself. She found that she could only stay herself if she stayed angry.

Now, constantly simmering with rage, she takes the fight to the Empire and looks for some way to permanently break the Empire's hold over her. Failing that, she'll settle for burning them. Burning them all!

==Q&A==
===What is the price your character paid for insubordination?===
"I meekly went along with whatever they asked of me, until I finally woke up and got angry. Went mad. Hehehe. They're probably hunting me, if only to capture me and see where their experiment went wrong. They might have even retaliated against my home village, punished them for what I did. They made me a monster, a vessel for a raging flame I can barely contain. I have to keep moving, stay angry, or the chains they put in my head will bind me again."

"What price did I pay? Hehehe. Just my mind, body, and soul."

===Which factions promised you their help? Which factions might oppose you?===
'''The Free Sky rebels in Kona'''... well, I wouldn't say they'll help me exactly, other than the time when they found me after my first little... episode. They're happy enough to point me in the direction of their enemies, but I'm too dangerously volatile to keep around. And if the Vesuvas Research Directorate is looking for me, that makes me a liability, other than as bait. Hehehe.

'''The Merchant Alliance''' isn't exactly my biggest fan. They liked the stability the Empire provided, just not the taxes. My whole "burn it to the ground and then glass the earth where it stood" stance on the Empire doesn't go over well with a bunch of rich bastards whose main objection to the Empire was that it wasn't them in charge. Problem is they bankroll half the factions doing the actual fighting and dying against the Empire.

===What are your enemies’ crimes, and why is no one else opposing them?===
"You mean other experimenting on children and trying to turn them in semi-autonomous weapons? Name a crime, and the Empire's done it. And people let them, because they're frightened. Hopeless. Tired. They tried to fight when the Empire invaded, and lost. What could they accomplish now, when they're even weaker? That's how I used to think. Why fight when you can only lose? Survival for as long as you can is the only victory you could hope for."

"Now I know better. Better to burn out than fade away. Because the Empire, no matter what faction wins the civil war, will just keep taking and taking and taking until there's nothing left to take. And then they'll take even more."