Name: Brother Captain Titus Palpellius Tacitus of the 3rd Company.
Race: Human/Imperial/Space Marine
Age: 894
Height: 8 feet 9 inches
Weight: 567 Pounds, over 800 with his Armor (I'm not sure how accurate this is, But Space marines weigh a lot I'm sure. I mean they kill tryanids by rolling on them.)
Equipment: Lighting Claw, Plasma Pistol, Iron Halo, Adimantium Mantle, Artificer Armor.
Appearance: Captain Palpellius Tacitus stands in at 8 feet 9 inches. Almost 9 and a half feet in his armor. He is a massive warrior with hundreds of years of battle experience. Numerous scars are located all over his body from battles that took place many years ago.
His eyes are green, and Military cut gray hair covers his head. His left eye is entirely electronic, after a fight against an Eldar Seer he dispatched in the name of the Emperor.
His armor is mostly black. The outlines are Gold and silver. The Imperial Eagle is shown brilliantly across his chest. His skin is a light white color, most times spent outdoors is in his power armor.
History: Captain Palpellius was a Space Marine that always showed promise. His family once traced their history back and found out the one member of the Tacitus family tree had gone to be a Space Marine and Captain of the 3rd company of Tempest Marines. So when he came of age and heard the Tempest Marines had been recruiting Titus couldn't resist the opportunity. His father approved greatly, but his mother never liked it. She didn't want to let her son go and get killed. Finally it was time he left home, the Tempest Marines his only future. He went to the Spaceport located in the heart of his city, there Two Tempest Marines stood guard at a Thunderhawk transport. Titus stopped and looked up at them seeking approval to board the transport. With swift movement the first Marine knelt down pushed his helmet head close to the boys face. For what seemed like an eternity Titus looked into the Red visors of the helmet. His breathing slowed, his heart seemed to miss every other beat. He couldn't tell if it was bravery or fear that kept him looking straight at the Marines face, but he did and returned the stare without a word.
"I like this one!", the Guard said standing back up. So young and still he comes to join our Ranks, "You may board, don't get killed in training little one.", he said pushing the boy forwards with no more trouble then a man would push away a feather. Tacitus passed his training nearly failing several times.
That was 885 years ago when he joined the Marines, once a fully-fledged Battle Brother he excelled in all areas of combat. His most notable battles are Against the Tau and Ork forces in the Secroset Campaign. He lead his company in strike raids against the warring forces slowly taking down their key strong holds as they continued to fight each other. Shortly the 3rd company launched a full-scale assault and destroyed their remaining forces. The entire Campaign claimed less the 5% casualties.
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Name: Mathis
Race: Plague Marine
Personal Weapons/Equipment: A Melta is attached to my right arm and a powerfist and shield envelope my left arm. A Large Plague Banner flaps pestilent in the wind above my head, attached to me by my jump suit.
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Height: 9 feet even.
Weight: 295 (Without armour)
Apperance:
Eyes/Hair: Cold dead eyes rest in my head and white whisps of hair carres by my cheeks.
Body Build: Dead white skin. His body is lean and muscular. But lately has been withered by all the time spent in his power armour, letting it work more then his own muscles.
Description: A deep scar runs down the left side of my face, between my eye and nose from a previous battle with a few Orks. I am suited in green tinted power armour with a twisting tree icon on my chest. Run-off, pestilent stains, and rotting continue to ebb away at most of my armour. A single honorary medal rests close to my right shoulder. Thanking me for my greatest mercenary kills. Awarded to me by Typhus the Hearald of Nurgle himself. My melta is chained and cuffed to me and can only be removed after battle with a small key. A long, torn and infected cloth is tucked into my belt and runs down the front of my legs, well passing my knees.
History: He was a former Chaos Lord, but resigned for his own reasons. Now he is a mercenary. Not much known except he was a very well-known mercenary and head hunter. Unknown to why he is now unemployed and not serving in service unless asked to on special request.
Hobby: For exercise and entertainment, he will go out into the galazy on long trips picking fights and joining in on new excapades. He will sometimes check the mercenary boards for extra cash and something to do as well.
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Name: Kaezos Vinnicius Rex
Title: Grey Knight Brother-Captain.
Race: Imperial/Human/Grey Knight-Space Marine.
Age: 520
Height: 3 and 3/4 meters in Terminator Armour.
Weight: (Not sure of exact, but Alot!)
Appearance: Vinnicius Rex is a tremendous site to those even of his own Company. His battle-scared face, seemingly noting as to his entire Five Centuries of battle as a servant of the Emperor. Each of the Many scars worn by Rex, is held to him almost as a badge of honour, each one with a story of it's own. Although a veteran of battle, Rex still keeps a proper look dressed with his short black, clean cut hair style that is slightly greying at the sides. This already huge figure, towers over even the largest of enemies in his rare blessed customized Terminator Armour. Rex's copy of the Liber Daemonica, bearing the Inquisitorial marking, lay hugged within in the middle of his chest so it can guide him through his fights with the heretic, xeno, and Blasphemer at all times. The Gun Metal armour, is enclosed with some of the finest artefacts of the Imperium, as they adorn the Spartan hero of the Imperium through out his fights for the God-Emperor. Nothing says devastator of the enemies of mankind more than the Large Nemesis Force Halberd that Rex carries with him at all times. The best the imperium can provide, it was covered in purity seals of the amazing deads accomplished by this valiant warrior, all the better for the Heretics to read as they were cut down by the holy Nemesis. Unlike traditional Grey Knights, Rex brought an honourable psycannon to bear in the fight for the Emperor. It's enhanced psychically generated, explosive shells, brought justice to the foes who had the unfortunate departure to the bullets of Rex himself. Another terrifying sight of Rex, was the massive Angel wings that casually from his back, spanning across even farther than Vinnicius was tall. Rex recommended this and most of the Grey Knights amongst his company wore them, it was an even more powerful sight for thier foes.
Vinnicius is the leader of 75 Grey Knight Marines following the Tempest Marines to Death World Omega in order to reforge thier Monestary. Rex has a strong alliegance with the Tempest Marines, and he and his most of his Company had followed the Tempest Marines across quite a bit of thier Crusade, dispatching the enemies of the emperor as they fought for the continous of this great, and long going Chapter.
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Name: Commander Groont
Race: Black Legion Obliterator
Weapons: They interchange all the time, naturally. But the main weapons I use are a Heavy Bolter and a Power-fist
Gender: Maleish...Over the years I have slowly become a bit inhuman and more daemon.
Age: Old.
Height: 8.7 feet
Weight: 335 (Without armour)
Apperance: ((The picture in my signature will have to do for now.))
I am balding and my black armour is covered in old Charter signs. Deep magic courses through my possessed armour as it shifts sickly all the time.
Eyes/Hair: A swirling brownish black, my eyes are a pool of mystery and wisdom. I am also bald and have many chords running from diffrent parts of my face and body.
Body Build: Large and muscular, but a bit slow in walking in my armour. But when It comes to a fight my arms manuver fast enough to fire.
History: I am commander of a large Outlawed Black Legion Regiment, a makeshift army as it were. I rose from a regular Troop to an Elite in the a full fledged Black Legion army...The Lord and I had our dissagreements...I assassinated him with my mutinous crew and anyone that wouldn't join my new clan was murdered on the spot.
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Teshoku Chan.
To the inhabitants of the planet Onis, Teshoku is nothing less than a hero. To the Inquisition she is nothing more than a tool.
Onis is a small world near the galactic core, many light years away from its closest neighbour. The planet is unique in that its unusually dense atmosphere deflects and dissipates laser fire. The populace has developed a good understanding of the use of swords and bladed weapons.
When Teshoku was only three years old, a meteorite collided with the planet. The planets eco-system went into overdrive. Many small predators evolved into man-eating monsters in just a few weeks.
The greatest swordsmen and women in the land were summoned to the planetary capital, amongst them was Teshoku?s mother Jinjitan Chan. Each warrior was charged with the task of guarding the people against these new beasts. The Planetary Governor gave each warrior a Power Katana. They were also ordered to begin training an heir to carry on their work. Jinjitan immediately returned home to her young daughter.
The Inquisition was well aware of the Onis? plight. The meteorite was in fact part of a millennia old asteroid field that had been consumed by the immaterium. But they did nothing; they wanted to see how the locals coped.
By the time Teshoku was thirteen, only the Beast Hunters were holding off defeat. But in late summer a huge fire-breathing dragon, as large as a titan smashed down the walls of Teshoku?s hometown. Jinjitan, realising defeat went outside. Teshoku realised what she had to do. Jinjitan drew her Katana and thrust it through her abdomen; Teshoku drew her own blade and severed her mother?s head. She then drew her mother?s sword claiming the title of Beast Hunter.
Four years later the beast was at the Capital?s gates. Teshoku and the other Beast Hunters joined forces to confront the monster. Teshoku fought right up to the dragon but her sword could not pierce it?s thick scales. The dragon swallowed her whole. All seemed lost when suddenly the beast gave an almighty roar and fell down dead. Teshoku ripped a hole in the beast?s head and clambered out, clutching at her arm, she had killed it. The people celebrated for days and Teshoku was a declared a hero. Only weeks after her victory, Inquisitorial vessels landed, seized Teshoku and left, giving no justification or reason to the people.
Teshoku had been taken by the Thorian Inquisitor Abadiel Hist who gave her a bionic arm to replace her scarred stump. He uses her to carry out some of his work. He is also using this opportunity to test her skills while spying secretly on The Tempest Marines. If she discovers the Plague Marines things could get nasty when He contacts his friends in the Ordo Malleus.
Teshoku carries a Power Katana and knife. she is wearing carapace armour and long robes. She has a refractor field built into her chestpiece.
she looks like this:
