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Name: Sten Flynn
Nicknames/Aliases: "Scopes"
Rank: Specialist (Nothing above Sergeant)
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Appearance:
He is a ratling

Weapon(s): Night Reaper Catachan Knife. Poisoned.
Long-Las. Suppressor. 3 Hotshot Laser Power Packs. each one with 10 shots
3 Frag Grenades
Armor/Clothing: Camo-cloak
Combat Jeans.
Sleeveless Shirt

Equipment:1 Day's Worth of Combat Rations
1 Victory Stash.
Vox-Caster

History: Sten was a Ratling born on Catachan, He almost immediately Enrolled into a Catachan Regiment at the age of 15 with the Dreams of becoming a Legendary Sniper. and a Space Marine too.

he was one of the only Ratlings of his Regiment. because of this he was Bullied and Isolated. forcing him to rely on only himself. fortunately for him the Commissar, being a Tactical Genius assigned Sten to the Position of a Sniper.

Sten found himself constantly Saving the Commissar's Life by Sniping enemies who where about to kill him. doing this he earned a Victory Stash.

Sten's regiment was then moved to the Calixis Sector to Fight off a Ork Waagh!. His regiment was ordered to Charge a Enemy Ork Encampment with Sten hiding behind to Assassinate their Warboss. The Regiment was completely Annihilated besides Sten.

who hid through the whole thing until the Ultramarines Arrived to finish off the Orks. Sten was moved into the Task Force.

Personality: Sten barely has a care for his Teammates. and will sometimes stand and watch his less-liked friends get killed as "Payback". he is also very Gritty and Straight forward. He is a Pessimist And a Realist. he is also A Kelptomatic. with Sten oftenly take things from Fallen Enemies and His Team mates.

He extremely values his Victory Stash and Combat Knife. and will cause a huge fuss if it is taken.

But however as bad as he may be. He is also Humorous. oftenly finding a joke in the situation as bad as it may be. also he is Intelligent and Cunning. and also very Patient. If you befriend him. you will find that he is a Loyal Ally. He dislikes Heroism. and Will oftenly avoid doing risky things unless he absolutely has too.

A sturdy Creature. Fond of Drink and Industry.
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Name:Patrick O'Malley
Nicknames/Aliases:Vape
Rank:Legionair
Age:30
Gender:Male
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Weapon(s):Merovech Model 481 "Persuader" Lasgun with 4 clips, Volg "Ripper clip" Auto pistol with 3 100 round belts, 3 Frag grenades, 1 krak grenade
Armor/Clothing: Loose ragged rags and strips of cloth wraped and tied about himself to ward off the worst of natures punishments, woven into this are various plates and pieces of carapace armor, allowing for flexibility and fair protection, if quite weighty. Dust goggles, standard issue and a Salvar rebreather with tank, secondary rebreather tank with frenzon
Equipment: Bedroll, Aquilla pendent, Fathers colonel rank insignia, Infantrymans uplifting primer (oddly worn out, as though it's a handmedown), A colection of dogtags, of various names and regiments (the origin of most being a mystery to him). Chem kit (if asked it's for water and food purification and detox, and while it can infact be used for these purposes, he uses it for making various drugs) One general purpose mess bowl.

History:Born on the hive world of Necromunda, patrick was destined right from the get to a rough life. In the lower slums of the city his family lived in a "small tenet". At least thats what it was called by the land lord, in reality it was nothing more that a makeshift flakboard hovel, small and cramped even for just his two parents and himself. As life went on, his parents honest living got them nowhere, and patrick only wanted what was best for them, so with much reluctance, as he knew his parents would be appauled by it, he began making his living as a hive ganger. The work was messy, loathsome, and far from the Emperors grace, but the pay was worth it, the money he was able to bring home did much to help his parents. And while the Emperor may protect, he is also harsh. As he and his parents were finally amassing enough wealth to move up out of the slums, nowhere fancy by anymeans, but a least a structure that was genuinly designed for habitation, his choice caught up with him, and the Emperors retribution was devistating. He came home to find his parents butchered, their savings gone, and a marking of the rival gang scrawled on the walls in blood. But this was not all, as fate would have it, after weeping uncontrolably for the better part of 20 minutes while holding his deceased loved ones, he got up, resolving himself to aveng them, he'd burn the entire hive to the ground if needs must. The Arbites showed up fashionably late to the party however, and the inspector, seeing a known hive ganger in a hovel, a grim look on his face, and the blood of two dead individuals all over him, quickly shut the book on that case, by arresting him, and sending the badly over taxed Arbites on their way. The trial was about as quick as the arrest, he was sentence to life, on Savlar, to serve the imperium honestly till the day finally came when he would be judged by the Emperor. His life their seemingly blurred together until he was given an honest chance at redemption. His crimes against the Imperium could be forgiven, he could even be freed, and persue his vengence, all he needed to do was to be deemed worthy through actions in serving the the Penal Legions, And so, Patrick joined the 48th Savlar Chem Dogs regiment.
Personality:Quiet and patient, Patrick is much more, obedient, than the typical legionaire, he tends to limit interaction with others outside of mission related matters, though anyone who has a drink with him will find that is the key to open him up. Patrick seemingly always wants to be the leader, though he knows his place and sits by patiently, however, on the few occasions he has had command, for whatever ill fated reasons, he has shown a grasp of the tactica imperialis far greater than that of most senior guard officers, quite the task for a man with no recolection of opening one up.
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