Post by Warork on Mar 30, 2014 9:00:37 GMT
I shall lead you to glory, brothers!
Player name: Wark
Character name: Sevran Valar (Hmmm...where have I heard that name before?)
Age: 228
Class: Veteran Sergeant
Equipment: Combi plasma bolter with targeting system, Power Sword, Standard equipment
Background: Forty one standard years ago, brother Sevran was offered to the Deathwatch as the representative of his chapter in the Vermillion sector. He was successfully inducted by the following year and was made part of a killteam, that, despite being highly trained, suffered heavy casualties over the course of his service nonetheless. The reasons for his secondment to the "Long Watch" were many and varied; a few having nothing to do with his valuable skill set. Sevran left the chapter an embittered, prideful, and hotheaded warrior, distrusted by some of the chapter masters for what was seen as an unpredictable style of fighting the emperor's wars. In return, the Deathwatch forged him, after three decades of service, into a honed, circumspect killer, ruthless in his drive and unforgiving in his cold wrath. Not all has changed, however, as the now famous space marine veteran has retained his quick wit and sharp tongue which he relishes in employing on his new young charges. After his return, the chapter masters decided he could best be used to train new generations of Raven Guard; an especially important position within the chapter given its small numbers. Sevran may not have left with the complete trust of his superiors, but he returned with accolades and honors abounding. Now with his stability beyond question, he has been given the ultimate sanction; bring up the next generation of space marines, steel their minds and bodies for the crucible of a life of war unending, and grant them the experience to make the chapter proud...by any means necessary...
Other: Sevran is not the tallest space marine, nor is he the broadest, but his face is stern and handsome if weathered by both a long life of battle and age. Service studs grace his brow and his once long black hair is now short, forming a crow's peak on his scalp like a black dagger carving into a white canvas. He has long since aged to the point where the chapter's many gene seed flaws have manifested within him. His skin is stark white and contrasted heavily by his pure black eyes and hair. To the new recruits he trains, this appearance can be rather unsettling. Their mentor's wraith like appearance will be the least of their worries, however, and they too will become as such in time...if they are lucky, and if Sevran does his job right.
Player name: Wark
Character name: Sevran Valar (Hmmm...where have I heard that name before?)
Age: 228
Class: Veteran Sergeant
Equipment: Combi plasma bolter with targeting system, Power Sword, Standard equipment
Background: Forty one standard years ago, brother Sevran was offered to the Deathwatch as the representative of his chapter in the Vermillion sector. He was successfully inducted by the following year and was made part of a killteam, that, despite being highly trained, suffered heavy casualties over the course of his service nonetheless. The reasons for his secondment to the "Long Watch" were many and varied; a few having nothing to do with his valuable skill set. Sevran left the chapter an embittered, prideful, and hotheaded warrior, distrusted by some of the chapter masters for what was seen as an unpredictable style of fighting the emperor's wars. In return, the Deathwatch forged him, after three decades of service, into a honed, circumspect killer, ruthless in his drive and unforgiving in his cold wrath. Not all has changed, however, as the now famous space marine veteran has retained his quick wit and sharp tongue which he relishes in employing on his new young charges. After his return, the chapter masters decided he could best be used to train new generations of Raven Guard; an especially important position within the chapter given its small numbers. Sevran may not have left with the complete trust of his superiors, but he returned with accolades and honors abounding. Now with his stability beyond question, he has been given the ultimate sanction; bring up the next generation of space marines, steel their minds and bodies for the crucible of a life of war unending, and grant them the experience to make the chapter proud...by any means necessary...
Other: Sevran is not the tallest space marine, nor is he the broadest, but his face is stern and handsome if weathered by both a long life of battle and age. Service studs grace his brow and his once long black hair is now short, forming a crow's peak on his scalp like a black dagger carving into a white canvas. He has long since aged to the point where the chapter's many gene seed flaws have manifested within him. His skin is stark white and contrasted heavily by his pure black eyes and hair. To the new recruits he trains, this appearance can be rather unsettling. Their mentor's wraith like appearance will be the least of their worries, however, and they too will become as such in time...if they are lucky, and if Sevran does his job right.