Finally got it done boss! I shall await thy judgement!
Name: Zachariah Thede
Appearance: Before the misery that befell the Prolial system, you might have come across Zachariah as he travelled to his office, or when he went out to buy food or clothes. Surely, you wouldn't remember him, for his narrow features are rather plain. His clothes are long-sleeved, and coloured mostly shades of beige, brown or grey, though always clean and never in disrepair. He isn't very tall or short, nor fat or lean. Probably the most remarkable thing about his appearance is his hair, an almost whitish blonde, combed and waxed tightly backwards, reaching short of his neck.
His grey eyes are flanked by shallow wrinkles, which become more visible when he is genuinely smiling, something he rarely does among strangers. He may give a nervous impression at times, though he seems often rather calm when stressful situations arise, as his mind is occupied with more important things than worrying.
Personality: Zachariah is somewhat of an introvert. He's not very comfortable when lots of people are around, especially not if he doesn't know them. He likes puzzles, and enjoys solving problems that require thinking. He enjoys this even more when working together with someone else, progressing quicker when discussing his thoughts out loud. He easily gets along with anyone indulging him in this manner. He doesn’t easily make friends however, and is rather reluctant in talking about himself or his feelings.
He is often frugal, going without a meal sometimes when he feels he’s not hungry enough, and hoarding items that basically have been used up. He repairs his own clothes, at which he has become quite adept.
Background: Zachariah started his career as a clerk in the management of ore-transports of the moderate mining town where he was born. His father had been a miner, working hard to provide for an education for his only son. From early on, it was clear Zachariah had an affinity for numbers. Diligently advancing his career, he found himself the logistics manager of the mining operations there, after some years had passed. During this time, he built a lasting friendship with one of his collegues, with whom he still corresponds, albeit irregularly. Their hobby was to design math problems and puzzles for one another, which also sporadically continues. This irregularity in their correspondence was caused by another advance in his career. In what was one of the proudest moments of his life, he took a gamble and applied for a similar job in one of the starports.
To his surpise, he was accepted, and moved to the big city. Despite making a step forward, the splendor of his new job disappeared quickly, as he was now inserted into a much larger bureaucracy, and had become a much smaller player on the local scale. He still enjoyed the work he did, but never felt as comfortable as he had been back home. He never showed any discontent though, as he didn’t want to imply that he had perhaps made a wrong decision, in addition to having a sense of duty.
When the Orks invaded, he figured that the management would soon fall into military hands, and there’d be no place for him in his current position. However, the military could probably use someone with his skills very well for smaller tasks, and perhaps he could come back later to a higher position with some military service on his resume. So he decided to quit his job, and sign up with the PDF. Only when he was handed a gun and a helmet, did he realize that thís job might not be what he had envisioned. However, his sense of pride forbade him to turn back. As did somewhere, deep in his subconscious, the fact that he found it terrifyingly exciting. After all, how dangerous could it really be?
Equipment: frag grenades, a combat knife, spare ammo, and sub-standard flak vest and helmet. He also bought a pair of binoculars and a small flashlight, and has packed extra clothes and some hygiene products. Additionally, he carries a needle and thread, in case a button comes loose or his clothes get damaged.
Last edited by Tha Tall One; 01-22-16 at 10:51 PM.