Crevix is a pragmatic, unfeeling and uncaring person, seeing most of what goes on around him as pointless. He does however know when it's better to help rather than stay back. He is very intelligent, and relies on his intelligence for many of his battles and disputes. He is poor mannered and often seen as rude and oafish because of this, but he doesn't see it that way. In his eyes, he was simply doing something he either needed to do, or that someone else failed to. He has been known to have a minor obsession with human culture. The only emotion most people see is a sadistic rage towards the Shard.

Crevix has lived on stations most of his life. Most Argolt do, since they do well in harsh and unforgiving environments. He spent much of his time as an engineer and mechanic, doing maintenance on stations systems and improving old ones. This satisfied him for a while till the station was attacked and destroyed, and in that said event he had to fight for his life. He quickly learned to use a gun when that happened, and managed to get to a shuttle before the station was torn apart.
After that, he longed for that rush of battle again. When his shuttle landed on the planet he orbited for so long, the first time he had ever been on any planet since his birth. He went and immediately signed up to become a pilot, wishing the rush of fighter combat. After years learning how to fly and dogfight, he was graduated and stationed on a mining outpost in an asteroid belt. There he had his first encounter with the Shard. After years of only minor skirmishes, the Shard ruined that peace by devouring his squad and the outpost. He managed to flee before they got to him, but he finally knew what anger felt like. And he wanted more.
He signed up for the pilot program a year later, and he knew what he was going to do with his rage.



















Langcastor is a dangerous to large groups, but odd in the fact that he plays a more supportive role.

Langcastor uses energy and electricity against his enemies and to help his allies. His main weapon is an E.M.P beam projectile that if an opponent is not killed, is disabled if they rely on technology. As both a weapon and a counter measure, Langcaster can produce a smoke that is electrified, and if this smoke is on an ally, breaks up any enemy locating measures and provides a slight energy barrier that is only good while allies stay in it. The smoke does however decrease visibility to 5 ft, but Langcastor is not effected by this since it relies on a sonar to 'see' everything and know it's surroundings within 1 kilometer, 75% of that if an area is dense such as a forest, and 150% that if large amounts of fluid or humidity is present.
Langcaster's armor is highly conductive, yet this benefits the beast greatly rather than hurt it. With the material being so conductive, Langcastor can evenly disperse energy across his entire body if an attack is energy based, meaning energy based attacks are not very effective against him. However, physical attacks harm him greatly if the impact is strong enough.

The Argolt are another bio-mechanical race in the Origin sector who's origins are a mystery, even to them. They come form a moon surrounding a gas giant orbiting a white star. The moon was quite desolate, but life did find a way to grow and evolve. The moon did have a water based fluid on it, but it was toxic to all but the hardiest of organisms. The theory commonly accepted by people is that geothermal vents at the bottom of these water bodies provided energy and material for said organisms, but they couldn't go to the surface till they evolved enough to stray from the geothermal vents. The basic organisms was metallic with an external skeleton made of an even harder metal. The organisms didn't really evolve much more than that till an event that no one can guess or understand, not even the Argolt themselves, for the flaw with that would be how the Argolt are now. They are strong intelligent and hardy beings that fed off of energy or materials such as coal which were rich in energy, whose internal workings seem similar to machines but to a point that they blur the lines of technology and flesh.
After several millennia of evolving a sort of basic society based around principles and creation, they did become a space fairing race, but they had no central or united body of government. Eventually all of the Argolt, which were not that many, left their harsh home to find life, and many did and serve on human or arx vessels and stations. They continue to provide soldiers and engineers for other races space stations. They are a rare race with many dying before being able to procreate.

Name: Rex Serrano
Callsign: Bastion
Age: 67
Species: Uplift- Wolf/"Retired" Pilot
Appearance: Rex is very physically imposing, even by the standards of other lupine uplifts and Pilots. He has the appearance of a man half his age, nearly unchanged since he volunteered for the Pilot Program at its very inception. Nearly seven feet tall, and three hundred pounds of muscle, implants, and fur. His eyes are bright red and glowing, a stark contrast to the black-and-grey fur that covers his body. His left arm up to the shoulder is entirely sleek black metal, due to an incident involving his Dragon.
Personality: On the surface, Rex is a very serious man. He takes the duty of leading his pack with the utmost responsibility. He's a born leader, seemingly unfazed by anything the war might throw at him. Underneath that facade, however, is a simmering cauldron of conflicting emotions, just waiting to jet forth. Anger at the Shard and the war in general. Fear and apprehension of being so near to his Dragon again. Guilt toward that same Dragon, for blaming it for circumstances beyond its control. Guilt again, for the ones who died while he was safe in the core. And... however small, there is anticipation, even excitement, to finally back in the thick of things once again.
Biography: Rex was once an average fighter pilot, somehow lucky enough to survive engagement after engagement against the Shard, even as he and his fellows were pushed back from the Red Line, time and again. His frustrations with Origin's repeated failures to conquer this new invader is what led him to the first whispers of a project called "Batch One-" a radical new weapon against the Shard. Rex, desperate for a victory against the enemy, volunteered almost immediately. Through the pain and suffering, mental and physical, Rex endured, earning his place in the legendary First Squadron; the first Pilots, the first Dragons, able to be fielded in active combat.

His luck did not hold as well, after that success. Even as armed as they were, even with his beloved Sakura Blossom, the fight was far from easy. Death was commonplace, daily even. Even as they finally began to push back, finally started to win, the meat grinder feeling of the front lines did not dissipate. Over a decade, these feelings ate away at Rex, even through his facade of professionalism. Until the unthinkable happened: at the Battle of Sundowner, one of the last, worst failures of the Red Line, the First Squadron's leader, Haruka Koda, was killed in battle along with her Dragon. And something in Rex Serrano snapped- he saw red, and went out for blood. He pushed himself farther than he ever had before. Farther than was considered safe. And even when he and his Dragon were literally dragged back bodily from the carnage, it was too late; he was paying the price for his anger and hubris. His integration rate had reached critical, and was approaching terminal. Try as they might, his support crew could not stop his Dragon from consuming him- he had mere seconds before he was a part of his machine forever.

In a moment of desperation, Rex decided that he'd rather live, and pulled a knife from one of his crew members' belts. And swung.

Rex has never been quite the same since that day, seeming a shell of his former glory. The loss of his beloved commander, and the trauma of his Dragon- intentionally or not- turning on him, let him broken in comparison to how he was before. He allowed himself to be coaxed into a desk job, doing his best to fight from behind the scenes, with strategy rather than his claws and teeth. And for a while, this was enough. But as the years went on, and the war showed no signs of ending, complacency gave way to anger once again. He yearned to do more, feeling guilt for surviving when so many others would never be returning home. Even though he still feared what had happened, he felt worse through his inaction.

With his recent promotion to Admiral, he intends to rectify his previous passiveness. Even if he's still unsure of ever stepping foot in a cockpit again, he feels better about being on the front lines again, with Operation Checkmate, where his actions might actually mean something again.
Favors:

• A good fight
• His Dragon
• His crew
• His ship
• Victory

Disfavors:

• Shard
• His Dragon (it's complicated)
• Losing control
• Death
• Being afraid

Affinities: Rex's strength, both of body and will, is top-notch. His courage is unflinching in most situations, making him ideal for leadership in high-stress scenarios.
Faults: Rex's temper is legendary, and while he usually has a handle on it, once it's unleashed, there's little to no chance of stopping it until it's burnt out. Furthermore, once he's set on something, Rex is extremely stubborn toward changing. He's single-minded and determined, and his strong emotions can make it difficult to shake off a potentially destructive course.
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Name: Sakura Blossom
Appearance: Strangely humanoid, for a Dragon, being taller and more graceful-looking than most of its kind. It is constantly floating, the bladed tips of its feet never touching the ground, even at rest. It has four long, slender arms, ending in three-clawed hands. Its head is the most inhuman part, even then resembling a draconic helmet rather than an actual organism. Its colors are deep, blood-red, except for its six wings, which fade to pale, cherry-blossom pink at the tips, which appear to be flaky and brittle, despite their solidity.
Personality: Nurturing and caring, especially of other Dragons. Has an extremely strong protective instinct in battle. A long period of isolation from its Pilot has left it far more quiet and reserved than before, however.
Classification: Joker
Capabilities: Sakura Blossom is, at its most basic, a healer. Dragon metalflesh regenerates extremely fast in its presence, healing "injuries" in mere hours that would otherwise take days or even weeks to heal. This is only the most basic application of its abilities, however, as its regeneration applies to its wings, as well, giving it an almost unlimited supply of metalflesh shrapnel and flechettes to use as weaponry. With concentration, Sakura Blossom can manipulate Shard units' flesh, as well, twisting and crushing them with their own bodies, though this is very taxing to both Dragon and Pilot.