[hider=Arichael]Name: Arichael Gorran

Age: ??? (RECORDS EXPUNGED BY ORDER OF THE INQUISITION)

Gender: Male

Role: Chamber Militant

Ordos: Xenos

Appearance:
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Approximately 8 foot tall with a stern face, full of the scars of war. His entire body is covered in passages from the Lectitio Divinitatus tattooed directly onto his skin, even down his face.

Personality:

[i]Plasma Pulses flew overhead as the 3 Guard ducked and ran through the trenches. "Keep it together, lads. His Eminence is counting on us." one of them said to the others. He looked over the trench, but fell back immediately as his helmet flew away. The other two rushed to his aid, expecting to see their friend's skull with a hole burned in it. To their relief, they found that the force of the impact merely knocked his helmet off, carrying the plasma bolt with it. "See, he want's us alive for a reason." he laughed. The others began to laugh as well, before an explosion rang out near them. They grabbed their rifles and continued down the trench.

They were not 50 meters down the trench when they heard the familiar sound of the Xenos filth screaming their godless praise to the greater good. Before the maroon armoured beings, that followed Farsight, lunged over the trench. One of the fanatical Aliens was impaled on the bayonet of the Guardsman, before the Guardsman was felled by another of the xenos' hooves flying into his jaw, shattering it and sending him flying to the ground. The other two began to fall back along the trench, firing wildly. "GET BACK YOU XENOS SCUM!!!" One of them yelled, shortly before being killed in a hail of their plasma bolts. The last of them made his way along the trench, his breath heavy and daring not to look back. The Commissar would no doubt have him shot for falling back, but, at the very least, this way he would live longer.

Finally, getting towards where his platoon had been, he was horrified to see the sight of a Riptide Battlesuit now stood and firing its burst-cannon as the rest of his platoon fell to the mechanical monstrosity. He took a Frag grenade from his belt and took the pin out before throwing it behind him to deter his pursuers, then took a Krak Grenade and looked at it as the grenade went off behind him. He was about to charge it before he saw in the skyline behind it, black and white cylindars dropping from the skies. "The Steel Rain of his Holiness' Angels" he whispered before crossing his heart. Just behind him, a metal cylindar smashed into the ground, before a ramp dropped and a Dreadnought, wearing the heraldry of [url=https://www.frontlinegaming.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/raven-guard.jpg]The Great Raven[/url] walked out of it, it's assault cannon firing wildly into the Alien horde, but it was soon in trouble as alien attack dogs began to swarm it. Several more looking at the lone guardsman as a quick, easy meal. It was then that a the air in front of him began to glow and flicker. [url=http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/warhammer40k/images/6/64/Deathwatch_1st_Co._Veteran.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/280?cb=20120601041716]Black, metal men appeared as if from no-where[/url] carrying weapons larger than the Guardsman could believe anyone could actually carry. One of them took up a book in his hand.

"THE EMPEROR IS OUR SHEPHARD, HE SHALL NOT FIND US WANTING!!!" the man bellowed.

"LET NONE FIND US WANTING!" The men shouted as their guns roared, shattering the attack dogs. It was at this point that the Riptide turned its attention to the Terminators. The one with the book charged towards it, his armour deflecting the few plasma bolts that managed to hit him. The guardsman could hear something from him... Singing... ((WRITERS NOTE: Sang to the tune of All Creatures Great And Small)) "BLESS YE MIGHTY EMPEROR, YOUR GLORY BE OUR SHIELD!" He took the giant mace with both hands and swung it into the knee of the Riptide, the first strike buckled the armour, before he delivered a second strike, to the back of its knee. "THROUGH OUR DEVOTION AND YOUR MIGHT, HUMANITY WILL BE HEALED!" It completely collapsed to it's other knee. It was at this point that the guardsman decided to assist.

"FOR THE EMPEROR!!!" He roared before firing at the main head of the Riptide. The Riptide's shoulder mounted Smart-missiles locked onto the Guardsman, however and fired. The Astartes at its feet watched as the Guardsman was blasted to peaces in front of him. He gave an almighty bellow of rage before he smashed his mace into it's chest and buckling the door to the cockpit. 3 more swings and the Riptide was busted open. He reached his arm in and his Stormbolter turned the blue-skinned pilot into a mass of gore. He then walked over to the guardsman and looked at the remains of his body.

"Go with his majesty." he said, taking a knee at his corpse and muttering a short prayer "He will welcome you in his presence." he then heard the unmistakable sound of plasma hitting thick Ceramite plates and turned to see that the battle was far from over. "PRESS THE ADVANCE, FOR THE EMPEROR!!!" he roared to his Deathwatch brothers. As he trudged across the battlefield, over the sound of gunfire and death, the sound of the Blackshield's singing could be heard.[/i]

History:

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*RECORDS EXPUNGED BY ORDER OF THE INQUISITION! LET HE WHO HAS SINNED SERVE AS A BLACK SHIELD TO THOSE OF WORTH, SO THEY MAY BE FORGIVEN THEIR TRANSGRESSIONS AND BE REBORN IN THE EMPERORS HOLY LIGHT*[/centre]

After being approved by the Watch Commander, he was forced to scrub the heraldry from his armour. Since then, he has served the Deathwatch with distinction. He served in the Damocles Gulf against the servants of the false good. He personally killed Tau Commander Jademoon in single combat. It was this that caught the eye of Inquisitor [TO BE DECIDED] who asked that he be transfered to his personal retinue.

Philosophy: Puritan. To turn from the Emperor's light, nae, to think of turning from the Emperor's light is unforgivable.

Skills & Abilities: 

Astartes Physiology (Like all Astartes, he is able to lift a ton and survive wounds that would kill a normal human, 5 times over. He is also able to spit acid and gain short term memories from his fallen foes by consuming their flesh)
Terminator Honours (has been implanted with the necessary implants to wear and perfectly operate Terminator Armour)
Melee combatant (Has proven on many battlefields that he is an amazing melee combatant, able to go toe to toe with the champions of Chaos and the even the forces of Xenos Commander Farsight)
Excessive knowledge of prayers and songs about the Emperor.

Equipment: 
Cataphractii-Pattern Terminator Armour
Wrist Mounted Stormbolter (With Special Issue Ammunition, as with all members of the Deathwatch)
Power Maul (Surrendered his Crozius to the Watch Commander, deeming himself unworthy of weilding such a relic)
Copy of the Lectitio Divinitatus.

Miscellaneous: He likes to sing. He will sing loud and proud as he slaughters the enemies of mankind. He knows songs of praise from most chapters, as, when serving with members of the Deathwatch, he will usually ask his squadmates to teach him a song from their culture. One of his favourites is one taught to him by a Space Wolves Iron Priest that he served under.

Relationships with Other Characters: (To be decided)[/hider]

This is the rough build of the character. I will, of course, finish it as soon as I can find an Inquisitor to serve under. I hate leaving the History blank, but nobody is truly to know his backstory and I can't write anything about the feats and events in the time that he has served his Inquisitor until I find one XD. A Blackshields past transgressions are known only by the Watch Commander that he told and was approved by.