Silkara - Covert Ops
Silkara had a mother, but Chips transformed her from a caring and loving human woman into a blissful and elegant queen who couldn't even manage to take care of herself, let alone her child. Presumably she has an elven father out there, but hasn't even seen a holo of him.
Intellectually, it's easy to understand that everyone in the Barrens has a difficult life. It's more difficult to comprehend what that does to a person, how you can hate the weakness of your body and fight for a better life for yourself however you can get it.
Some people give up, give in and find their way into some level of conformity. In their own way, the gangs are just as organized and enveloping as the Megacorporations, though at least gangs care for their members. Silkara, however, never really developed any degree of caring trust again after her mother forgot who she was. There's amiability, there's trusting someone to guard you while you sleep, and then there's opening your heart. At least if someone kills you when you're dreaming, you'll never know.
That's not to say she hasn't made some acquaintances. There's a gang leader that she's had to do some work for in the past, though she refuses to do anything sexual with men. After a particularly big score, a fixer contacted her in order to sell the goods, and has never been friendly but has treated her decently well. Finally, a grumpy troll who lives in an abandoned building has let her crash at the place from time to time in exchange for food. Since she rarely talks, Silkara doesn't even know her name.
She's used to a degree of silence, staying out of the way and only speaking when she has something useful to say. She travels light, having no permanent place to keep stuff and knowing how easy it is to steal - after all, a lot of what she has was taken from other people.
Her chocolate-colored hair hangs down just past her shoulders, often but not always tied up into a ponytail when she's worried it might get in the way. The flats she wears for clothes demonstrate her station, with a ragged armor jacket protecting her from the elements. Soft azure eyes often hold a world-weary but gently inquisitive stare.