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post #61 of 155 (permalink) Old 04-16-15, 01:43 PM
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Dunno if you checked or not but i fleshed out my character some a few days back.
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Not the best of character sheets, but the best I can do with my current schedule!

Name: Herraud Oddar Oddarsson.

Age: 213.

Chapter of Origin: Space Wolves.

Type of Marine: Long Fang - Battle Brother.

Personality: Guarded, superstitious and quiet - Herraud Oddarsson is a traditionalist to the boot. Whilst many of the Space Wolves' older traditions have been lost to time, Herraud seeks to revive them - Indeed, his fright-mask is archaic, as are his beliefs. Particularly distasteful and distrustful of witchery, Oddarsson actively seeks to avoid contact with psykers, going as far to curse their presence, existence and well-being. Being called Space Wolf, to Oddarsson, is an insult - He is a member of the Rout, one of the vaunted Vlka Fenryka, and is fiercely proud of his roots. Nonetheless, the Gothic name persists, something which Oddarsson has vowed, in his time amongst the Chapter, will come to an end. Traditions must be safeguarded, upheld and taught to future generations, and Oddarsson has took it upon himself to do so.

Physical Appearance: Tall and lean, his body sheathed in layer upon layer of corded muscle, Oddarsson is truly a terrifying sight. His eyes are black-centered gold - The eyes of an apex predator - Depthless and intelligent. His mouth and nose are noticeably elongated, into a snout, and his mouth - Framed by thin, leathery lips - Is full of sharpened fangs. He wears his beard and hair long, oiled, waxed and braided - The colour of a thundercloud; black, streaked with grey. All of this he conceals, beneath a fright-mask of knotted and lacquered leather - Heavy eyelids, a pair of wolves racing up his cheeks and curling, around his eyes and onto his brow, all dyed a reddish-brown with the blood of a bull saeneyti.

His armour is an old Mark VI set, largely unadorned and unembellished, though Oddarsson wears a great, heavy pelt about his pauldrons - A Fenrisian wolf, one of Oddarsson's first kills. It stinks of smoke and blood, musky and cloying - A scent which many, perhaps, would find unpleasant. To Oddarsson, however, it is aromatic and comforting - A memento mori to distant Fenris. Dangling from his neck are two necklaces - One a wolf's-tail, for aversion to maleficarum, the other grimmer and more menacing - Finger-bones, unmistakably those of a transhuman. Carved over the right eyepiece, by Oddarsson's own hand, is the rune for wealth - Fe - Said to bring the wearer great riches. Oddarsson doesn't particularly believe so - He just likes the way it looks.

Background: Born of Fenris, of Fire and Ice, Oddarsson remembers little of his life before ascendance. His memories are clouded - A burning village, littered with dead, a sea running red with blood, bubbling and furious, the feel of an axe in his hands, and clearer than all, a grey giant standing above him, grinning hungrily. These were his dread beginnings, his youth poisoned by butchery and his life stolen by a spear. Dead, Oddarsson believed himself, but that was not to be - He awoke on a cold slab, his body sore and scarred. He had become Vlka Fenryka.

Oddarsson, like so many others in the Space Wolves, struggled with the Curse of the Wulfen. His dreams were haunted by fleeting, phantom wolves - Padding and slavering at the edge of his vision, just out of reach, with their glowing, black-pinned eyes. His years as a Blood Claw, some twenty, were blood-drunk and wild, and Oddarsson recalls little - Cares little - For those times. His lessons were learnt, his hand was dealt and his scars earned. That is all that matters to Oddarsson, now.

He has served in the Great Company of Bran Redmaw, faithfully, since his first donning of the armour. Over two hundred years of ruthlessness, determination and dedication - In the name of the Allfather, and his Lord, Bran Redmaw. On Iphixia, he fought against the Orks, planting his legs wide in a choke-hold, and hewed down nearly forty of the beasts - Before being forced back, lathered in blood - Both his own and that of the Greenskins. On Jemukah, where the sands glow scarlet in the light of a dying sun, Oddarsson boarded a Dark Eldar flier; butchering the crew before crashing it into the sands. Reckless, many would say - Others would call it heroic. On a hundred worlds, perhaps a thousand, Oddarsson has reddened the soil with blood, frenzied and bloodthirsty - A beserker of old. His status as a Long Fang, one of the hallowed veterans of the Space Wolves, is what led him to volunteer for a rotation with the Deathwatch - To murder-make, to bring the Allfather's light to those who would shy away from it.

Weapons: A two-handed power-axe, encrusted with runes, Grimhilda. A smaller, unadorned hand-axe, in lieu of a combat blade, and a bolter and bolt-pistol.

Nyctophobia- Fear of the Dark Angel.

"No one ever spoke about of those two absent brothers. Their separate tragedies had seemed like aberrations. Had they, in fact, been warnings that no one had heeded?"

'Killing a man is like fucking, boy, only instead of giving life you take it. You experience the ecstasy of penetration as your warhead enters the enemy's belly and the shaft follows. You see the whites of his eyes roll inside the sockets of his helmet. You feel his knees give way beneath him and the weight of his faltering flesh draw down the point of your spear. Are you picturing this?'
'Yes, lord.'
'Is your dick hard yet?'
'No, lord.'
''What? You've got your spear in a man's guts and your dog isn't stiff? What are you, a woman?'
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Dark Angel - Accepted.

Krymson you've been accepted for awhile so you didnt really need to edit anything. Though I would say im assuming by Chain-Hammer you infact mean Meteor-Hammer?

Already, you exalt me for my triumphs, When I ask only that you remember me for my treacheries

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It carries no weight of honour or worth beyond what we ascribe to it.
If you wish to grow wise, learn why brothers betray brothers. - Khyron, First Grand Master of the Eighth Brotherhood.
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Name: Helios

Age: 214

Chapter of Origin: Iron Snakes

Type of Marine: Apothecary

Personality: Helios is blunt, yet open, hiding nothing and wearing everything on the outside, cautious around those who are secretive and play everything close to their chests. Courage and honour are admirable virtues, though Helios himself is more pragmatic, idealism having no place within his core, and will do whatever must be done to achieve his objectives. In combat he is cool headed, analytical and methodical, traits carried over from his role as an apothecary, never throwing himself into combat for glory or from anger. Some have said that from this he lacks the passion that often makes legends and heroes, but he cares not, as long as the mission is achieved.

Physical Appearance: Lean, as far as the word can be used to describe an astartes, Helios though still superhumanly large and a demi-god like figure to the average man, is nevertheless markedly less bulky than the average marine. With pale skin like most of the chapter, his eyes stand out, the same blue-green of the oceans of Ithaka, a common pigment among the populace, seen as a good omen amongst their beliefs. An elaborate tattoo of a great Water Wyrm starts at the centre of his neck, coiling around to the his nape, before rising up above his ear, terminating in it's wide jaws, spread wide as if to swallow his left eye whole.

Background: Born on the ocean world of Ithaka, Helios was trained from his earliest days to take the trials of the Iron Snakes. His childhood was spent swimming in the sacred, yet lethal oceans, fighting or outwitting the indigenous predators of the island jungles and even sent on the gruelling expeditions to the polar caps. When the time came, he competed against the other aspirants and passed the trials set out for them. He was then taken from the Cradle of Snakes to the fortress monastery on the moon of Karybdis to begin his transformation into an astartes. Unlike other chapters, he never took up the role of a scout or neophyte, instead he was inducted into the phratry as a petitioner to serve and attend to the full battle brothers. In his case he was assigned to the rather sizeable apothecarian.

Four squads arrived back from a particularly gruelling campaign against the Orks and required petitioners to fill the voids left by fallen brothers. Helios was thrown into combat, after combat against his fellows, all of them fiercely fighting for a place within the ranks of the phratry, in particular for a position within squad Parthus, one of the notables, the closest thing the Iron Snakes have to veterans. Helios pragmatic and surgical approach to combat served him well, using his knowledge from the apothecaries to aim for vital organs, pressure points and vulnerable areas. He won the vast majority of his bouts and Sergeant Parthus himself congratulated the top fighters, including Helios, on their skill. He was not chosen to take a place in the notable squad however, instead joining the honourable squad Aegis, taking the place of their fallen apothecary. He did not feel besmirched by his omission to Parthus, but honoured instead to have been noted by the Sergeant. The final stages were carried out to elevate him to an astartes proper and he forged a new life with Aegis.

Through their defence of the Reef Stars, Helios has a long and violent history with the Dark Eldar in particular, their raiders often falling upon the worlds under the protection of the Iron Snakes, Aegis having been deployed numerous times on separate undertakings to answer the pleas for aid sent by worlds under the phratrys protection. His experience has not been limited to just the Dark Eldar, Orks being another common foe within the Reef Stars. The servants of Chaos also making their presence known from time to time, often when least expected. For two centuries, Helios has fought with, bled with and healed his brothers within Aegis, always ready to lend his advice and council to the Sergeant and any who should need it.

The near constant skirmishes and campaigns against the Dark Eldar and occasionally the Orks have led to the Iron Snakes routinely committing battle brothers to the service of the Ordo Xenos, as their chamber militant in the Death Watch. In 848, Helios was seconded to the Ordo, his experience and skill against the xenos and skills as an apothecary having been noted by the Inquisition over time.

Armour Appearance: Helios is equipped with a standard suit of MkVII 'Aquila' armour. His helmet is specially equipped with extra sensors read outs and auto-senses to better assist them in treating the wounded. His right forearm is equipped with the bulky and complex Narthecium, containing all the tools needed to carry out his duties as an apothecary. His right shoulder pad and knee pad are emblazoned with the arterial red prime helix, his badge of office, his helmet painted white for the same reason. His left pad proudly displaying the heraldry of the Iron Snakes. His armour is painted in the colours of his chapter for the time being, though will soon be repainted to match that of the Death Watch.

Weapons and Equipment: Narthecium, bolter, bolt pistol, combat knife, specialist ammo, frag and krak grenades. He also carries a simple copper flask, containing water from the sacred oceans of Ithaka, used to carry out the ritual called the Rite of Giving Water, to anoint any planet he should set foot on.

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Accepted - Angel of Blood.

Currently at 7 accepted. Maximum of 3 more open positions.

Recruitment will be open 1 more week before the action thread goes up.

Already, you exalt me for my triumphs, When I ask only that you remember me for my treacheries

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It carries no weight of honour or worth beyond what we ascribe to it.
If you wish to grow wise, learn why brothers betray brothers. - Khyron, First Grand Master of the Eighth Brotherhood.

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Accepted - Angel of Blood.

Currently at 7 accepted. Maximum of 3 more open positions.

Recruitment will be open 1 more week before the action thread goes up.
Am I accepted or is my character sheet too short?...
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Am I accepted or is my character sheet too short?...
Think you would be able to expand each of the paragraphs about more? and also if the sanguinary priests of your own chapter fear you could fall to the rage i would doubt they would let you join the Death-Watch.

Already, you exalt me for my triumphs, When I ask only that you remember me for my treacheries

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If you wish to grow wise, learn why brothers betray brothers. - Khyron, First Grand Master of the Eighth Brotherhood.
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Think you would be able to expand each of the paragraphs about more? and also if the sanguinary priests of your own chapter fear you could fall to the rage i would doubt they would let you join the Death-Watch.
I'll take the rage thing out.

My writing skills are exhausted so I'm not sure I can write more.

Sorry...
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no problem Nacho, edit when your able to.

Already, you exalt me for my triumphs, When I ask only that you remember me for my treacheries

Victory is nothing more than survival.
It carries no weight of honour or worth beyond what we ascribe to it.
If you wish to grow wise, learn why brothers betray brothers. - Khyron, First Grand Master of the Eighth Brotherhood.
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Revan I'm referring to a chain hammer. Basically a thunder hammer with rows of adamantine teeth over it. It's listed as a chaos weapon so if that's a problem i can change his primary over to either a thunder hammer or eviscerator
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