Post by Scrazz' on Jun 13, 2014 17:03:22 GMT
The place for OOC chat regarding the Merovech Crusade.
Link to the actual RP
darkstormroleplaying.freeforums.net/thread/295/merovech-crusade
Link to the planning thread
darkstormroleplaying.freeforums.net/thread/291/merovech-crusade-imperial-guard-regiment
Character list
Forum name: Scrazz
Character name: Syrion Racine
Commanding officer of: 31st Tharcian Infantry Regiment
Background: Racine is part of noble family hailing from Tharcia. Before commanding the 31st, Colonel Racine was 2nd in command of the Thracian PDF. As the order to raise Guard Regiments arrived, Racine was an excellent choice to lead a regiment. His service within the PDF was remarkable, having seen action against various ork raiders and dealing with Chaotic cults. These were the main occupations of the Thracian PDF. Hailing from noble blood, he started his career as a mere Lieutenant, but rose through the ranks swiftly. He commanded the 31st for two years now, and is very proud of his regiment.
Age: 39
Height: 1.90 meter
Equipment: Flak armor, Laspistol, Powersword, Combat knife, …
Appearance:
Other: Oldest son of Noble house Racine
Player name: Silence
Character name: Major Trask Vartunk
Commanding officer of: Thracian Armored Calvary
Background: A decorated officer of 41 standard years, Trask has served the Imperial Guard for 23 years and in numerous campaigns and crusades. He graduated with average scores from the Officer Academy on his homeworld of Vracred Prime, but started to truly shine out in the field when he proved he could be cool under extreme conditions. His actions in the Invasion of Tracid II won him his most renowned victory, but lost him his right arm and shoulder. He quickly climbed up the ranks and earned many metals for his actions after that, with most pertaining to his daring scout actions and flanking maneuvers, until he landed himself a commanding role of the Thracian Armored Calvary. This came to be when half his unit was annihilated when their transport ship was crippled during a surprise ambush. Afterwards the unit was disbanded and absorbed, with Trask being brought in to head up the Thracian Armored Calvary with his knowledge of scouting and tactics. Since then, Trask has served just as loyally and as efficient, earning himself a few more commendations and medals.
Age: 41 Standard Years
Height: 5`11
Equipment: Flak Armor, Bolt pistol, Combat Knife
Appearance: A shorter man with long black hair and built up pretty heavy with several tattoo`s on his face and left arm. Trask has a bionic arm and shoulder replacing his right arm and shoulder. He wears regulation uniform when not on the field, but switches it out for a simple flak vest and cargo pants when in combat.
Personality: Dark, Cold, and methodical. Trask is known for his cool thinking under pressure and is ruthless in his execution.
Other: Leads the sentinels in combat from his personal sentinel, The Black Rose (Autocannon).
Forum name: Darko
Character name: Captain Moriarty Black
Commanding officer of: First Infantry Company
Age: 36
Height: 6'4
Appearance: A tall, heavily-muscled and imposing man, his personal strength is infamous throughout the regiment. When outside of combat (and not wearing a helmet) he wears his coal-black hair in a tight, long top-knot, which he claims is something of a 'warrior tradition' in his family that heralds back to the original wild men tribes from millennia ago on the homeworld. He also refuses to have his hair shaved like most military men, something he only got away with originally due to his intimidating nature.
Equipment: carapace armour, right-hand power fist with mounted bolter, chainsword, refractor field, frag grenades, laspistol sidearm
Background: A warrior through-and-through, he is still in prime condition despite years of gruelling warfare. He values personal prowess and as such always leads from the front, inspiring his men with his devil-may-care fearless charges and brutal assaults on enemy lines. Born to a family in the rural areas of Thracia, it is family tradition for the eldest son to join the military, and as such he learned to fight all his life in preparation for it. His old uncle had served in the Guard as the first born of his generation in the family and he taught him everything he knew about killing and warfare, which was a fair amount.
While he is an effective leader, particularly in direct firefights and especially line-breaking assaults, he is a proud man and is not easily given over to retreat. As such he has also acquired a reputation as ruthless, bloodthirsty even, as he will continue to march his men on to victory even if it means suffering horrendous casualties. It is a testament to his leadership, or perhaps his intimidating nature, that his men actually do continue to follow him. This attrition has meant that many squads in the company are formed up of battle-scarred veterans who have served since the regiments initial founding, but fresh reinforcements or the men of other companies regard him with equal awe, fear and disgust - something that has led to friction between him and his own company and the others.
Other: He likes punching things.
Forum name: Devran
Character name: Alexey Kruger
Commanding officer of: 5Th company
Background: Born into middle class family , Kruger enlisted into the PDF after completing his studies at engineering at local academy where he was assigned into officer training after being picked from other recruits during boot camp. After his training he was deployed into PDF engineering unit where he served for few years before he and his unit was merged into newly formed Guard regiment where he was tasked with command of the Pioneer detachment.
Age:34
Height: 5'11
Equipment: Flak armor with gas mask, Shotgun with underslung grenade launcher, auto pistol, Trench spade,
Appearance: Fairly lean man with clean shaved head, Kruger generally prefers to stay under radar and tends to wear minimal required amount of decorations and markings leading him to be occasionally mistaken to be rank and file trooper after heavy combat. Other than that, he has been forced to replace his left eye and part of his face with bionics after training misfire.
Other: Is heavy iho-stick smoker
Forum name: Lord Harrab
Character name: Lady Commissar Sofia Whitehall
Commanding officer of: Regimental Political Officers
Background: Orginaly from a out of the way Hive world name Kursk, Sofia's Parents were conscripted into the gaurd when she was a little girl, left with her grandmother the only news she heard of her Mother and Father was when PDF troopers arrived at the door and took her to the Scholar in the planetary capital. There she learned that her perants had been slain fighting the Tyranid on some world who's name she couldn't pronounce, part of an artillery regiment, they had earned a commendation in their final action. Attacked on all sides by infiltrator beasts and with the main swam drawing closer by the moment, the morale of the regiment broke and they fled. Her perants, at this time Senior NCOs, they remained at their gun, just the two of them loading, aiming and firing until they were overrun. Through their erratic, but defiant action, their gun managed to slay a Hive trant threatening the Command staff and caused the swam to hesitate without the Hiveminds input long enough for the Imperial counterattack to break the assault. their corpses were found hour later, still at their gun, an empty shell in the breach and the gun pointed at the tattered remains of a carnifex scat feet from the muzzle.
This tale of her Progenitor's noble end has stayed with Sofia thorough her training at the scholar, and when she was earmarked for Commissar training she swore to inspire Imperial guard with such tales of bravery and punish cowardice, and her First imagined Regiment, The Elysian 222nd "Sky Angels" fought with her at the forefront of every combat drop. To the Surprise of many, she treated the Guardsmen under her eye like a School teacher to her students, stern and quick to punish those who did not toe the line, she was very protective of her gaurdswomen when Commissars from other Regiments tried to punish them on the occasions that members of the 222nd were involved in trouble-making with other Guardsmen. The fact that these other Political officer and Guardsmen were male, and often skeptical of a woman's ability to fight only infuriate her further. This dismissal flies in the face of the regiment's proud history, including the Invasion of Torian 3, where over ten thousand drop troopers were involved in retaking the world and the regiment took major casualties during the course of the campain. reciing praise from the Warmaster himself for their action. Unfortinatly, their glory days were soon to pass and the regiment was annihilated in a last stand action which Sofia barley survived. Once recovered she was promoted due to the report of her regiments unwavering resolve even as they fell. She then served with a handful of other regiments, and a Warmaster's general Staff, her newest assignment was to be to a new Regiment, the 31st Thracian Infantry was in need of A Commissar, and the Lady Commissar Whitehall was deemed perfect to ensure that they do their duty, hold the line, and if necessary, die standing.
Height: 6,4
Equipment: Power sword, Bolt Pistol, Commissar Uniform, Flack Armour, Combat Knife from the Elysian 222nd
Appearance:
Other: Left Hand entirely Bionic, carries a small music box that belonged to her grandmother. Uses her Combat knife in her left hand during close combat to parry enemy weapons and leave them open for her Power weapon.
Forum name: Halonachos
Character name: Frederick Kraye
Commanding officer of: 3rd Company
Background: Frederick Kraye was never much of a natural born leader, in his youth he was never the leader of his group of friends nor did he ever try to be so. He was very much happy in his position among the rank and file of society. His family came from average stock as well, not well known outside of their community nor hated within as they ran the local market selling only approved goods. Frederick didn't want to live the life his family had and decided to join the only group that truly defined "rank and file", the Imperial Guard. He soon took a liking to work with the basic lasguns and expressed interest in perhaps working in a lascannon crew, he became a man obsessed with learning about these large weapons and soon entered work as a member of a heavy weapon squad. To him there was nothing else like the sound of the belching heavy bolter or the smell of ozone from the lascannon. He quickly pointed out things that he wanted to see cease in existence, usually due to how large of a target it was. Some time into his career he managed to become a captain in charge of his own company of like-minded individuals.
Age:34
Height: 5'10
Equipment: Flak armor with helmet, laspistol, and Entrenching tool.
Appearance: Short brown hair, somewhat muscular build from carrying equipment around. Wears standard pattern helmet due to fear of enemy snipers learned from when he received his promotion to sergeant.
Other: Enjoys long walks to clear his head and has a serious sweet tooth.
Forum name: Wark
Character name: Jory Cutter
Commanding officer of: 4th Company.
Background: Jory is a native to the forests of Thracia where his family made their living as foresters and hunters. Therefore, from a young age Jory learned the essentials needed to navigate and survive in the wilderness. Despite his rustic nature that came as a product of living in a remote region, his skills were deemed valuable in his mandatory stint in the planetary PDF. He would go back to civilian life for many years after that but with each passing year it became obvious to him that the only really successful thing he had done was serve in the military. After several failed tries involving starting his own business and family, he decided that the ordinary life was not for him. He missed the regimented way of the PDF and the comrades he once had. Jory reenlisted at a much older age and proved his worth to his commander as a scout. From there, his skill and grasp of tactics gained him the rank of a noncommissioned officer in the PDF. Shortly after the planet was called upon to start founding a new regiment. The regimental officers looking for promising recruits immediately saw potential in Sergeant Cutter and he was transferred into the new regiment. Years of battle followed and now Jory finds himself the officer of his own company of guardsmen, granted rank by the virtue of his proven skill through survival.
Age: 36
Height: 5' 7
Equipment: Custom scoped lasgun, camo cloak, preysense goggles, stub revolver, flak armor, assorted grenades, micro bead, close combat weapon
Appearance: This
Jory is a short and stout man; gaunt and shaggy around the face with wiry black hair forming the short, thick beard he keeps. His eyes are steel grey and his nose is flat and seems to have been broken a few times in his life.
Other: Jory's lasgun butt broke during some of the regiment's first combat. He is somewhat famous within the regiment for crafting a new buttplate for the weapon out of a chunk of Thracian hardwood he found somewhere.
Link to the actual RP
darkstormroleplaying.freeforums.net/thread/295/merovech-crusade
Link to the planning thread
darkstormroleplaying.freeforums.net/thread/291/merovech-crusade-imperial-guard-regiment
Character list
Forum name: Scrazz
Character name: Syrion Racine
Commanding officer of: 31st Tharcian Infantry Regiment
Background: Racine is part of noble family hailing from Tharcia. Before commanding the 31st, Colonel Racine was 2nd in command of the Thracian PDF. As the order to raise Guard Regiments arrived, Racine was an excellent choice to lead a regiment. His service within the PDF was remarkable, having seen action against various ork raiders and dealing with Chaotic cults. These were the main occupations of the Thracian PDF. Hailing from noble blood, he started his career as a mere Lieutenant, but rose through the ranks swiftly. He commanded the 31st for two years now, and is very proud of his regiment.
Age: 39
Height: 1.90 meter
Equipment: Flak armor, Laspistol, Powersword, Combat knife, …
Appearance:
Other: Oldest son of Noble house Racine
Player name: Silence
Character name: Major Trask Vartunk
Commanding officer of: Thracian Armored Calvary
Background: A decorated officer of 41 standard years, Trask has served the Imperial Guard for 23 years and in numerous campaigns and crusades. He graduated with average scores from the Officer Academy on his homeworld of Vracred Prime, but started to truly shine out in the field when he proved he could be cool under extreme conditions. His actions in the Invasion of Tracid II won him his most renowned victory, but lost him his right arm and shoulder. He quickly climbed up the ranks and earned many metals for his actions after that, with most pertaining to his daring scout actions and flanking maneuvers, until he landed himself a commanding role of the Thracian Armored Calvary. This came to be when half his unit was annihilated when their transport ship was crippled during a surprise ambush. Afterwards the unit was disbanded and absorbed, with Trask being brought in to head up the Thracian Armored Calvary with his knowledge of scouting and tactics. Since then, Trask has served just as loyally and as efficient, earning himself a few more commendations and medals.
Age: 41 Standard Years
Height: 5`11
Equipment: Flak Armor, Bolt pistol, Combat Knife
Appearance: A shorter man with long black hair and built up pretty heavy with several tattoo`s on his face and left arm. Trask has a bionic arm and shoulder replacing his right arm and shoulder. He wears regulation uniform when not on the field, but switches it out for a simple flak vest and cargo pants when in combat.
Personality: Dark, Cold, and methodical. Trask is known for his cool thinking under pressure and is ruthless in his execution.
Other: Leads the sentinels in combat from his personal sentinel, The Black Rose (Autocannon).
Forum name: Darko
Character name: Captain Moriarty Black
Commanding officer of: First Infantry Company
Age: 36
Height: 6'4
Appearance: A tall, heavily-muscled and imposing man, his personal strength is infamous throughout the regiment. When outside of combat (and not wearing a helmet) he wears his coal-black hair in a tight, long top-knot, which he claims is something of a 'warrior tradition' in his family that heralds back to the original wild men tribes from millennia ago on the homeworld. He also refuses to have his hair shaved like most military men, something he only got away with originally due to his intimidating nature.
Equipment: carapace armour, right-hand power fist with mounted bolter, chainsword, refractor field, frag grenades, laspistol sidearm
Background: A warrior through-and-through, he is still in prime condition despite years of gruelling warfare. He values personal prowess and as such always leads from the front, inspiring his men with his devil-may-care fearless charges and brutal assaults on enemy lines. Born to a family in the rural areas of Thracia, it is family tradition for the eldest son to join the military, and as such he learned to fight all his life in preparation for it. His old uncle had served in the Guard as the first born of his generation in the family and he taught him everything he knew about killing and warfare, which was a fair amount.
While he is an effective leader, particularly in direct firefights and especially line-breaking assaults, he is a proud man and is not easily given over to retreat. As such he has also acquired a reputation as ruthless, bloodthirsty even, as he will continue to march his men on to victory even if it means suffering horrendous casualties. It is a testament to his leadership, or perhaps his intimidating nature, that his men actually do continue to follow him. This attrition has meant that many squads in the company are formed up of battle-scarred veterans who have served since the regiments initial founding, but fresh reinforcements or the men of other companies regard him with equal awe, fear and disgust - something that has led to friction between him and his own company and the others.
Other: He likes punching things.
Forum name: Devran
Character name: Alexey Kruger
Commanding officer of: 5Th company
Background: Born into middle class family , Kruger enlisted into the PDF after completing his studies at engineering at local academy where he was assigned into officer training after being picked from other recruits during boot camp. After his training he was deployed into PDF engineering unit where he served for few years before he and his unit was merged into newly formed Guard regiment where he was tasked with command of the Pioneer detachment.
Age:34
Height: 5'11
Equipment: Flak armor with gas mask, Shotgun with underslung grenade launcher, auto pistol, Trench spade,
Appearance: Fairly lean man with clean shaved head, Kruger generally prefers to stay under radar and tends to wear minimal required amount of decorations and markings leading him to be occasionally mistaken to be rank and file trooper after heavy combat. Other than that, he has been forced to replace his left eye and part of his face with bionics after training misfire.
Other: Is heavy iho-stick smoker
Forum name: Lord Harrab
Character name: Lady Commissar Sofia Whitehall
Commanding officer of: Regimental Political Officers
Background: Orginaly from a out of the way Hive world name Kursk, Sofia's Parents were conscripted into the gaurd when she was a little girl, left with her grandmother the only news she heard of her Mother and Father was when PDF troopers arrived at the door and took her to the Scholar in the planetary capital. There she learned that her perants had been slain fighting the Tyranid on some world who's name she couldn't pronounce, part of an artillery regiment, they had earned a commendation in their final action. Attacked on all sides by infiltrator beasts and with the main swam drawing closer by the moment, the morale of the regiment broke and they fled. Her perants, at this time Senior NCOs, they remained at their gun, just the two of them loading, aiming and firing until they were overrun. Through their erratic, but defiant action, their gun managed to slay a Hive trant threatening the Command staff and caused the swam to hesitate without the Hiveminds input long enough for the Imperial counterattack to break the assault. their corpses were found hour later, still at their gun, an empty shell in the breach and the gun pointed at the tattered remains of a carnifex scat feet from the muzzle.
This tale of her Progenitor's noble end has stayed with Sofia thorough her training at the scholar, and when she was earmarked for Commissar training she swore to inspire Imperial guard with such tales of bravery and punish cowardice, and her First imagined Regiment, The Elysian 222nd "Sky Angels" fought with her at the forefront of every combat drop. To the Surprise of many, she treated the Guardsmen under her eye like a School teacher to her students, stern and quick to punish those who did not toe the line, she was very protective of her gaurdswomen when Commissars from other Regiments tried to punish them on the occasions that members of the 222nd were involved in trouble-making with other Guardsmen. The fact that these other Political officer and Guardsmen were male, and often skeptical of a woman's ability to fight only infuriate her further. This dismissal flies in the face of the regiment's proud history, including the Invasion of Torian 3, where over ten thousand drop troopers were involved in retaking the world and the regiment took major casualties during the course of the campain. reciing praise from the Warmaster himself for their action. Unfortinatly, their glory days were soon to pass and the regiment was annihilated in a last stand action which Sofia barley survived. Once recovered she was promoted due to the report of her regiments unwavering resolve even as they fell. She then served with a handful of other regiments, and a Warmaster's general Staff, her newest assignment was to be to a new Regiment, the 31st Thracian Infantry was in need of A Commissar, and the Lady Commissar Whitehall was deemed perfect to ensure that they do their duty, hold the line, and if necessary, die standing.
Height: 6,4
Equipment: Power sword, Bolt Pistol, Commissar Uniform, Flack Armour, Combat Knife from the Elysian 222nd
Appearance:
Other: Left Hand entirely Bionic, carries a small music box that belonged to her grandmother. Uses her Combat knife in her left hand during close combat to parry enemy weapons and leave them open for her Power weapon.
Forum name: Halonachos
Character name: Frederick Kraye
Commanding officer of: 3rd Company
Background: Frederick Kraye was never much of a natural born leader, in his youth he was never the leader of his group of friends nor did he ever try to be so. He was very much happy in his position among the rank and file of society. His family came from average stock as well, not well known outside of their community nor hated within as they ran the local market selling only approved goods. Frederick didn't want to live the life his family had and decided to join the only group that truly defined "rank and file", the Imperial Guard. He soon took a liking to work with the basic lasguns and expressed interest in perhaps working in a lascannon crew, he became a man obsessed with learning about these large weapons and soon entered work as a member of a heavy weapon squad. To him there was nothing else like the sound of the belching heavy bolter or the smell of ozone from the lascannon. He quickly pointed out things that he wanted to see cease in existence, usually due to how large of a target it was. Some time into his career he managed to become a captain in charge of his own company of like-minded individuals.
Age:34
Height: 5'10
Equipment: Flak armor with helmet, laspistol, and Entrenching tool.
Appearance: Short brown hair, somewhat muscular build from carrying equipment around. Wears standard pattern helmet due to fear of enemy snipers learned from when he received his promotion to sergeant.
Other: Enjoys long walks to clear his head and has a serious sweet tooth.
Forum name: Wark
Character name: Jory Cutter
Commanding officer of: 4th Company.
Background: Jory is a native to the forests of Thracia where his family made their living as foresters and hunters. Therefore, from a young age Jory learned the essentials needed to navigate and survive in the wilderness. Despite his rustic nature that came as a product of living in a remote region, his skills were deemed valuable in his mandatory stint in the planetary PDF. He would go back to civilian life for many years after that but with each passing year it became obvious to him that the only really successful thing he had done was serve in the military. After several failed tries involving starting his own business and family, he decided that the ordinary life was not for him. He missed the regimented way of the PDF and the comrades he once had. Jory reenlisted at a much older age and proved his worth to his commander as a scout. From there, his skill and grasp of tactics gained him the rank of a noncommissioned officer in the PDF. Shortly after the planet was called upon to start founding a new regiment. The regimental officers looking for promising recruits immediately saw potential in Sergeant Cutter and he was transferred into the new regiment. Years of battle followed and now Jory finds himself the officer of his own company of guardsmen, granted rank by the virtue of his proven skill through survival.
Age: 36
Height: 5' 7
Equipment: Custom scoped lasgun, camo cloak, preysense goggles, stub revolver, flak armor, assorted grenades, micro bead, close combat weapon
Appearance: This
Jory is a short and stout man; gaunt and shaggy around the face with wiry black hair forming the short, thick beard he keeps. His eyes are steel grey and his nose is flat and seems to have been broken a few times in his life.
Other: Jory's lasgun butt broke during some of the regiment's first combat. He is somewhat famous within the regiment for crafting a new buttplate for the weapon out of a chunk of Thracian hardwood he found somewhere.