Saria is a Mandalorian, culturally, if not by blood. She carries a Concordia lilt to her speech, whenever she bothers to speak. She was originally a mercenary of no renown with no family to speak of out in the Rim. She's something of a ghost before ten years ago, only gaining repute when she fell in with Clan Vizsla. She maintained a working relationship with them until her eventual adoption after earning her Beskar. With her shiny new armour she began to take on bounties, but it wasn't sustainable without a reputation. Her code fell in line with some of the more strict traditionalists and she was handpicked as one of the Cuy'Val Dar, specifically training the asymmetrical warfare specialists.

Unfortunately, as it was, Saria ended up out of work when they were mobilized for war. Fortunately 'training your army' looks good on a resumé and the Republic gave her outlandish contract a second look.

Adrenaline Junkie
Flags are heavy. Saria claims a grand ideal of personal honour and integrity, but in truth she's a bit of a slave to her base instincts. Without the weight of a country, Saria can enjoy a bloody fight, and that's ultimately what she's here for.

Personnel CR 1 - Duty 60
Moreso than anything, the Republic needs the nuts and bolts making up its war machine. Having been accepted by the Clone Troopers, Saria seeks to make sure as many of them as possible make their way home. Although she admittedly lets the part of her that longs for acceptance get the better of her and goes back for her less integrated peers.