From this point on, further Cultist roles are closed. Kylara, Scar, Nanbar, and Anathemas will be the Chosen Acolytes. All further entries -must- be Astartes.
Character Sheet
Name: Anathemas (Anath Marius)
Role: Dark Tech-Priestess, Attendant to Rabanus the Fiend
Wargear: 5 Mecha-tendrils
Abilities & Training: She was trained by the Adeptus Mechanicus. Therefore she is skilled in many disciplines that involve technology or machinery.
Background: As a young child, Anath Marius always had an affinity for technology. This affinity for technology and the willingness to serve the Imperium of Man lead her to become a Tech Adept under the Adeptus Mechanicus upon her world. However, during an archaeological dig, Anath Marius chanced upon a strange artifact. Curious to determine the strange artifact's origins, Anath Marius examined and studied the object intensely. As she spent time with the artifact, she began to hear the sensual whispers of Slaanesh within her own mind. This began to cast doubt in her mind regarding her brethren. As taught, she revealed the object to members of the Mechanicus who were of higher rank than she. These members determined that the artifact was dangerous, despite Anath's reasoning that they still had much to learn about it, and destroyed it. Furious and disillusioned with all around her, she was determined to gain vengeance and freedom from the Mechanicus that she once served without question. This lead her to murder her former brethren.
A small dispatch team of Black Legionnaires, lead by the Aspiring Sorcerer Rabanus the Fiend, were also after the artifact that Anath had discovered. Several days after the event of Anath's rampage, they found the heretek Tech-Priestess, the corpses of men and women she killed, and the remains of the artifact. She was confronted and relayed her story to the Sorcerer who demanded explanation. Anath attempted to prove to the Sorcerer that her actions were in retaliation against the destruction of the artifact and that she would be of great use to the Black Legion. Rabanus would quickly put the Tech-Priestess in her place, causing her to experience sheer terror that she had never experienced, forcing her to submit to Chaos. She would then be taken personally as a slave to Rabanus and the Black Legion. After her enslavement, she would rename herself to Anathemas for reasons known only to herself.
Appearance: The visage of the cultist is shrouded by the hood of her flowing black overrobe that is also trimmed in a golden material. She rarely lowers her hood to reveal her face to others. Underneath her overrobe, she wears a dress that is also made of black material and trimmed in gold. The dress was tailored to hang off of one shoulder. Around her waist, there is a thick black leather belt that has various chains attached to it. Also attached to the leather belt is a sash made of purple material. The longest part of the sash hangs down from the middle of her belt and has the eye of Horus upon it. If her hood was to be removed, one would see that her right eye has been replaced by cybernetics and that her remaining eye was black and pupil-less. A few stray strands of dark hair frame her face while most of it remains bundled in a long braid. Around her thin neck is a golden collar that has a broken chain dangling from it. It is most likely she wears it to symbolize her freedom from the Imperium of Man and her slavery to Chaos. Hidden beneath her clothing, markings of Chaos (including a mark of Slaanesh) sprawl everywhere on her body as well as various tubes and sensors. Attached to her spine are multiple mecha-dendrites that assist her with tasks that she is commanded to carry out. Most of her right arm has been replaced with cybernetics and a five-fingered mechanical clawhand.
Extra: Her personality is one of quiet submission. Anathemas will rarely attempt to raise a concern out of fear that she would be punished severely by Rabanus.
Last edited by anathemas501; 11-18-2012 at 04:57 PM.
From this point on, further Cultist roles are closed. Kylara, Scar, Nanbar, and Anathemas will be the Chosen Acolytes. All further entries -must- be Astartes.
I hope to make a former Iron Warrior Havoc marine tomorrow morning or barring that shortly after work.
“Enemies of the Imperium, hear me. You have come here to die. The Immortal Emperor is with us and we are invincible. His soldiers will strike you down. His war machines will crush you under their treads. His mighty guns will bring the very sky crashing down upon you. You cannot win. The Emperor has given us his greatest weapon to wield. So make yourselves ready. We are the Imperial Guard, and your doom is upon you. "
Character Sheet
Name: Besian Liridon "Scythe of Pestilence"
Role: Plague Marine
Wargear: Bile Spewer, Plague Sword, Blight Grenades
Abilities & Training: Pre-heresy Dusk Raider, veteran of the heresy & thousands of battles on many different worlds.
Background: Besian hailed from the Dusk Raider legion and fought in the first battles of the Great Crusade. When Mortarion was given control of the Legion, He happily accepted the title 'Death Guard' when the time came. As the Heresy approached, Besian proved himself loyal to the First-Captain and primarch by swearing loyalty to the Ruinous powers in-secret. Even then, he was intrigued by the power of the Lord of All. He was on-board the Terminus Est as it traversed the warp. It was there he was mutated into the horrible, plague-ridden husk-of-an-astartes he is today. As the Horus Heresy came to an end, the Plague Marine saw Necrosius as the true hand of the Lord of Plagues. He took part in the small wars that occurred between the Death Guard and the newly formed Apostles of Contagion, eventually joining the Apostles and joining them in their spreading of the Zombie Plague. Thousands of years - and battlefields - later, envoys of the Black Legion sought out the self-proclaimed Scythe of Pestilence. They requested he join the new Warmaster of Chaos on his marvelous 13th Black Crusade. Besian quickly agreed to this, relishing the idea of joining other legionnaires in laying waste to thousands of the Corpse Emperors slaves. He waits patiently for the bells of the Fly Lord to toll - To call him to battle once more.
Appearance:
His armor - as with most plague marines - is cracked and worn with age. His bloated stomach long ago started to cause his armor to Crack. Nearly every inch of the armor is covered in welts & boils, which often pop and drain during the heat of battle, only to reappear hours later. The corrupted, rusty Mark III Bears almost no resemblance to the Power Armor worn by the Death Guard of ages long past. A single horn protrudes from the top of his helm. A small swarm of flies constantly buzz about him. His boots are split down the middle, the armor of his legs apparently fused to his body, causing them to look like foul, cloven hooves. His shoulder-guards appear to be in better condition, the right one bearing an odd marking of the Black Legion - A golden star of Chaos in a black backround with a single-eyed skull in the center - and the left bearing a symbol of the Fly-Lord on a green, sickly looking background. The rest of his armor bore the colors of the Black Legion; Black with a golden trim. Although, it still appeared to be quite filthy, rusted.
Extra: Besian has never been a leader, although -throughout the ages - he has been offered several positions of high-rank. He has an Iron will, and will often see his task through to the very end. Even if it means he is the last man standing. The Plague Marine earned his title "The scythe of pestilence" during the siege of Vraks. He picked up a Manreaper from a fallen Champion of Nurgle, vomiting his own disease-ridden bile onto the blade. He went on to slay hundreds of Guardsmen and risen zombies alike during the siege. When asked if he wished to keep the foul scythe, he calmly declined.
Last edited by OCTAGONZ; 11-20-2012 at 12:09 PM.
Thrax, anathemas, do you two have long term character development plans together or anything? I am just curious since I was reading over all the sheets again and my character plan is a former Iron Warrior so a heretek slave is the kind of thing that would make him so happy he just might have to convert to Slaanesh. As a result IC I will naturally try to gain her in some way.
Last edited by Omega; 11-19-2012 at 06:58 AM.
“Enemies of the Imperium, hear me. You have come here to die. The Immortal Emperor is with us and we are invincible. His soldiers will strike you down. His war machines will crush you under their treads. His mighty guns will bring the very sky crashing down upon you. You cannot win. The Emperor has given us his greatest weapon to wield. So make yourselves ready. We are the Imperial Guard, and your doom is upon you. "
Iron Within,
Iron Without
Name: Sigard
Role: Chosen of Chaos
Wargear:
-Combat Knife
-Bolt Pistol
--3 Clips Standard Rounds
--2 Clips Kraken Penetrator Rounds
--2 Clips Metal Storm Frag Rounds
--1 Clip Vengeance Rounds
-Relic hand and a half power sword
-Missile Launcher
--3 Krak Missiles
--2 Frag Missiles
--2 Incendiary Missiles
-2 Melta Bombs
-3 Krak Grenades
-4 Frag Grenades
-1 Demolition Charge
Abilities & Training: Trained in the brutal methods of siege warfare focusing largely on close combat and the use of heavy weapons, fighting against other chaos space marines and taking part in raids into the Imperium. Sigard is also well versed in the manufacture and maintenance of the various weapons of war primarily on the production of various munitions and explosives.
Background: Sigard remembers little of his life before the Iron Warriors, there was a home and a family, then fire and death. His earliest clear memory was scrabbling around now silent battlefields sent in with other young children to scavenge the dead and find the wound to be executed or taken prisoner. The Iron Warriors found countless uses for cultists or other non-astartes, even children like him, the brightest point in his early life was finding an undamaged power sword beneath a slain astartes, fighting back two other boys who tried to take the weapon from him he managed to drag it all the way back to his handler that night he slept well, receiving extra rations for such a find as well as escaping the beating most of them usually took. His find also got him noticed, both by his handler as well as the other children in his cadre as a result some tried to attack him one night thinking to kill him in his sleep and thus become favorites themselves, when the handlers came to wake them the next morning three corpses were found around the rapidly waking form of Sigard gaining him even more attention. Gaining the eye of the handlers saved Sigard from a life of permanent slave labor and likely a young death instead he was sent to fighting pits as early as the Iron Warriors felt he was old enough, he had no idea how old he was time passed so strangely within the warp and had little use to someone who had to kill just to survive day to day. Within the pits slaves and cultists were pitted against one another killing each other to gain fame, position, and for the amusement of Iron Warriors and cultists alike. Within the fighting pits in what seemed like countless battles Sigard routinely came up against ever more fearsome enemies, from fellow slaves and cultists to his eventual fight against a captured ork wielding nothing but a combat knife that he eventually planted squarely within the skull of the ork, however, Sigard did not know of ork physiology and after pulling his blade from his enemy and taking a moment to taunt to the crowd over downing an enemy is such a fearsome fight soon found himself against the same enemy once more as the ork stood back up and came at him, brutally mauling Sigard and breaking one of his arms. The fight was finally concluded when Sigard downed the great foe once more and to ensure his victory this time proceeded to saw the beasts head from his shoulders.
Within a week he was gone from the slave pits, his victories had accumulated and the Iron Warriors always searched for more capable warriors so he was picked from among the many slave fighters and cultists. Caring little of the cost he was quickly pushed through the trials to become an astartes as with the others he was with, of over 100 picked to go through these trials fewer than 20 survived, the remainder simply harvested for useful parts and disposed of or turned into servitors for their Iron Warrior masters. Now an inducted iron Warrior he was assembled with all the other unblooded initiates and were led in a raid against the World Eaters, such a battle was doomed to be costly they tried to hold the World Eaters at range but the ferocity of their enemy made it a melee soon enough, Sigard used his chainsword to slash his way forward firing his bolter with one hand in an attempt to hew down any who stood before him while battling one Khornate warrior after another, with his ammo exhausted in moments he was down to using his combat knife along with his chainsword and became locked in combat with a tremendous berzerker trading blow for blow against their armor he finally gained an advantage when he managed to cleave off one hand of the berzerker. It failed to slow his opponent in the slightest but it did open a gap in his enemies defenses blocking one overhead strike he came in stabbing his enemy over and over his combat knife before jamming his chainsword down into the chest of his enemy who refused to die. Now as victory seemed imminent his mortally wounded enemy made one final attack severing Sigard's right arm above the elbow with his chainaxe.
Sigard survived the battle but had to be carried away, one of only seven to survive the brutal engagement though in return for his combat prowess he was gifted with a new bionic arm replacing his right one and even going to far as to be grafted over and into the remaining flesh of his right arm. Over the innumerable years he continued to hone his combat skills rising in ranks as well as skill, when not in combat he was in the forges growing ever greater in crafting materials of war with a special affinity for the various explosives used to bring ruination on his foes. In these battles Sigard slew many foes of all kinds though not without loss of his own, losing his right eye and much of his face and skull to an ork choppa, his left leg below the knee to an artillery shell, and even most of his left forearm in an attempt to disable a Land Raider, though in standard Iron Warrior way every lose turned to a gain as ever more bionic implants only boosted Sigard's lethallity. Over the course of one particularly long campaign against the Black Legion a Warsmith took note of Sigard bringing him into his retinue, this Warsmith seemed to one of growing power, drawing more an more powerful Iron Warriors to his side, eventually he laid out his plans, to seize and gain control of all the Iron Warriors in the initial battles it seemed he might very well succeed but soon enough the conflict turned against him the other Warsmiths coming down on him from all sides with doom approaching Sigard decided it was time he left the Iron Warriors, looting an armory he seized a rocket launcher, an ancient power sword and as many STCs and weapon designs as he could abscond with fleeing to one place he knew he could find a place to continue his lust for battle against any and all enemies without fear of being struck down in the attempt, The Black Legion, a force known to recruit traitor astartes from any source. He has been with the legion for only a short time but his knowledge of fighting sieges has already resulted in being chosen to lead attacks on the planet Gobannus using everything he learned at the hands of Iron Warriors to break down the towering Imperial defenses.
Appearance:
Sigard has decided to largely maintain the coloration of his armor while with the Iron Warriors save for placing the Black legion symbol upon his right pauldron
Extra:
Absconded as well with some knowledge of the obliterator virus and believes he could potentially synthesize a weaker form of it given test subjects and facilities.
Last edited by Omega; 11-21-2012 at 02:56 AM.
“Enemies of the Imperium, hear me. You have come here to die. The Immortal Emperor is with us and we are invincible. His soldiers will strike you down. His war machines will crush you under their treads. His mighty guns will bring the very sky crashing down upon you. You cannot win. The Emperor has given us his greatest weapon to wield. So make yourselves ready. We are the Imperial Guard, and your doom is upon you. "
Yes, we have future RP planned between our characters. Your character can do what he likes but I doubt that Rabanus would care for it, nor would Malephar. After all, we serve the Black Legion and Chaos as a whole. Infighting is not exactly ideal if we are trying to get a mission accomplished, especially if it involves fighting over what is basically a plain human with a few cybernetic enhancements and some technological knowledge.
We are Chaos Space Marines, after all. If we really want something, we don't have to take from each other. We take what we want from those that we kill. If we are fighting on a forge world and your character decides to ignore all of the fresh, uncorrupted techpriests and tries to steal one of his brother's "used" slaves, then I feel like he wouldn't be the smartest chosen in the bunch to begin with.
Can't wait for it to start :>
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"Indeed, the very process of construction and creation foreshadow destruction and decay. The palace of today is tomorrow's ruin, the maiden of the morning is the crone of the night, and the hope of a moment is but the foundation stone of everlasting regret."