[CHAR] Mass Effect: The Word of Icarus

[Crossfire]

Not quite finished yet.

The Spectre

Name: Tarrin Karvik

Race: Turian

Gender/Age: Male / 52

Appearance:

Spectre Karvik

Class/Specialization: Turian Agent

Weapons: M-96 Mattock Semi-Auto Rifle, M-3 Predator Heavy Pistol, M-9 Tempest SMG

Powers: Overload, Concussive Blast, Neural Shock

Affiliation/Occupation: Spectre

Background: Raised in a family with deep military roots, Tarrin knew from childhood what kind of road life would bring him down. He enlisted when he reached legal age and never looked back.

Personality: The toughest son-of-a-bitch this side of Palaven, who exudes a 'take-no-bullshit, give-no-quarter' attitude of ruthlessness and savagery. Exactly why he was chosen for this mission.

Other:

The Soldier

Name: Commander Richard Fisher

Race: Human

Gender/Age: Male / 40

Appearance:

Commander Fisher

Class/Specialization: Soldier

Weapons: M-8 Avenger Assault Rifle, M-6 Carnifex Heavy Pistol

Powers: Adrenaline Burst, Armor-Piercing Ammo, Fortification, Inferno Grenade

Affiliation/Occupation: Alliance Deep Cover Operative. Head of ARC.

Background: Born on Earth, but raised on Demeter, Richard was lucky enough to witness humanity's rapid growth as a spacefaring race first-hand as the son of one of humankind's chief researchers into the newly-discovered mass effect technology. He was overjoyed to learn that his family would be among the first colonists to make a life for themselves off of Earth. To this day, looking out at the vastness of space fills him with a sense of wonder. At 18, he joined Alliance military and began a long, illustrious career as a soldier, blazing through the front lines. 12 years ago, Richard founded the Private Mercenary Company ARC alongside a turian friend of his named Jarek Arterian. That career path has led him here, suddenly enlisted in the battle against Icarus.

Personality: Among his men, he was always known as tough but fair. Underneath his rough exterior is a kindhearted man who prefers to seek diplomatic solutions rather than going in guns blazing.

Other:

The Merc

Name: Sergeant Major Dan Hawke

Race: Human

Gender/Age: Male / 31

Appearance:

Vanguard Merc

Class/Specialization: Vanguard

Weapons: M-23 Katana Shotgun, M-4 Shuriken SMG

Powers: Charge, Throw, Lift, Barrier, Singularity

Affiliation/Occupation: Troop Garrison for ARC

Background: Earthborn

Personality:

Other:

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Reezan'Tarak/Infiltrator

Name: Reezan'Tarak nar Voruuk

Race: Quarian

Gender/Age: Male, 23

Appearance: Usually wearing an outfit of all black and gray covered by as light of an armor as he will allow for maximum mobility. He of course wears his mask but the lights are a deep red.

Class: Infiltrator

Weapons: M-98 Widow, M-6 Carnifex

Powers: Hacking, Invisibility, Disruptor rounds

Occupation: Former assassin

Background: Reezan couldn't stand the notion of the flotilla nor his people's custom of the Pilgrimage. Once his people decided to send him off, he knew he would never come back. He eventually found his way onto Omega and living with the scum that infest the place. He rolled into the Blue Suns in order to feed himself and found mercenary work to be the joy in life he had been missing. Throughout his short life he began to learn how to live in firefights and evaded death many more times than he should have, after one particularly close encounter with one of the Krogans of the Blood Pack Reezan decided taking a far-away approach would have him live longer so then he developed a fondness for sniper rifles. As he honed his craft of long range dispatching he eventually got a call from the higher ups of the Blue Suns and began to take on specialized missions to eliminate high value targets for other people. The only thing he hated about these jobs is that one was required to have a spotter, his spotter was a Turian named Fauslius Gaidos. Reezan never liked working with anyone, but Faulius was someone that always rubbed him the wrong way, but he got paid being around him so he tolerated him. One day a mission was to take out a C-sec officer that had evidence on the one of the Blue Suns higher ups that needed "erasing". Reevan took his position and began the search for the target; which he found almost instantly, just standing in the open seemingly waiting for a taxi. This....seemed too easy, but easy money was his favorite money so he began to slowly squeeze the trigger and instead of the normal recoil and firing of his rifle, the gun jammed up, someone sabotaged his rifle. He turned to tell his spotter but instead of his spotter he was looking down the barrel of a heavy pistol, Fauslius revealed himself to be an undercover C-sec and then Reevan was to spend the rest of his days behind bars, which is more of a pleasure than it sounded considering the Blue Suns blame him for one of their higher ups getting put in the slammer for life as well. Now with the Blue Suns after his head if he ever got out, he longed for the safety of the Flotilla, but this was his life now, how it goes from here will be the rest of his new Pilgrimage.

Personality: He is an uncouth person, hardly caring for the other person's feelings. He will always say what is on his mind, in the bluntest way possible. But, once you flip his switch with a contract he becomes all business, following any order you have down to the letter. He rarely has time to make friends, they either slow you down or stab you in the back.

[Arcarius]

The Rogue Cabal - Arlus Vulcan

Name: Arlus 'Pouncer' Vulcan

Race: Turian

Gender/Age: Male, 31

Appearance: Arlus is larger than most Turians and stands at Eight foot two inches in height. He has light gray colored skin and has Cyan colored face paint, he has three piercings on his lower left mandable that go over a scar. His left eye is blue while his right is green, he is usually seen wearing Heavy Armor but does not seem to have a mobility problem. On rare occasions Arlus can be seen wearing a verity of mix matched civilian clothing.

Class/Specialization: Vanguard

Weapons: M-92 Mantis Sniper Rifle, M-3 Predator, Venom Gauntlets, M-96 Mattock.

Powers: Throw, ShockWave, Barrier, Lift, Warp

Affiliation/Occupation: Ex-Cabal, Smuggler, Underground Pouncer Intel Unit - The Unnamed

Background: Born and raised on Palaven Arlus was to be the oldest of two other siblings all of which would show signs of biotic abilities later down the road, at the age of 15 he joined the Turian military, but by this time was already showing signs of being a biotic and thus was separated and put into a Cabal unit. His unit only consisted of 14 other Turians, land by a Turian by the name of Rayen Vezor This particular got the nickname of Pouncer Squad for there eagerness to take a mission. Arlus traveled all over the galaxy with his unit, moving from base to base, ship to ship. Most of the Cabals in his units where primarily CQC specialists, but Arlus wanted more then just that, he wanted to be able to maintain, fix and build things such as weapons, armor and field logistics equipment, he also wanted to be able to reach out an touch a target if need be so be began to practice with an assortment if rifles, everything from assault rifles to sniper rifles which in turn he grew fond of both and became the squads long range specialist and field maintenance specialist. From there he would use this to conduct long range recon and over-watch when on missions.

It was not till later around the age of 28 that he wanted to be more and do something else. He found his chance to do that when a firefight broke out between his small squad and a large group of Eclipse Mercs, As he was making his escape to get off the grid from the turian military and out of the firefight he was stopped by Rayen and would be forced to attack so he could be free, but upon getting to upper hand on Rayen after an intense hand to hand fight, Arlus subdued Rayen and let him live before leaving.
A year later Arlus would reach-out to Rayen and apologize and explain why he did what he did, and was shocked to find out that Rayen and the rest of his squad had later also decided to leave and go off the grid, a few months later Arlus meet with Rayen and his squad mates on the Citadel for a small reunion, the group traded contact information and anything that might help one another before parting ways but not before Rayen offers him and the rest of the squad a proposal to create a underground intelligence unit who are willing to work with just about anyone for a price, the only people that they refuse to work for are any known large military groups and groups that they have had conflict with, later the group would be know as The Unnamed.

Now Arlus spends his time still traveling around taking odd jobs when he can find them such as a gun for hire, personal pilot or if someone need something or someone smuggled, he is not afraid to take on any of the Merc groups if asked but he will always want information and will get it any way he sees fit even if he needs to rough someone up here or there. From time to time he passes information to Rayen and the rest of the squad to keep them up-to-date on his where about's and to keep tabs on the on his squad-mates in-case for some reason he or any of them is ever looked for by the Turian military that he constantly monitors.

Personality: Arlus has a natural affinity with machinery, logistics and gear maintenance. Often he is able to discern the mechanical workings of almost any device he can observe for a short while. He's also been noted to treat machinery and drones with uncommon respect, and has been caught thanking the machines he works with politely, regardless of their non-sentience. Interestingly, his equipment rarely, if ever, fails on him, and the armors, weapons and machines he's produced have shown similar reliability. Arlus has spent many long years tempering himself to be incredibly patient and understanding, with an optimistic and altruistic attitude. Experience has made him rather pragmatic with regards to most things, though he does understand and enjoy the more artistic things in life when he's more relaxed. He also has developed a confrontational attitude with regards to authority figures he feels have not earned their position or have lost sight of their purpose.

In a social situation Arlus would rather take a step back and observe than go head first into a conversation, though he is not afraid to speak up if he feels the need to, he does give off a lone wolf vibe, wanting to keep his distance and not wanting to get attached to someone, but underneath the quiet shell is someone who cares and will have your back at a moments notice, gain Arlus as a close friend and you have a friend for life.

It is highly advisable not to get on Arlus's bad side or betray his trust. Though he is rather slow to anger, understanding of people's flaws, and easy to get along with, shows of blatant, inexplicable malicious intent are often met with an incredibly hostile response. Arlus's reaction to high levels of frustration is often very hot and emotional, but his true anger is as cold as the void, and he is very patient and can be tremendously sadistic, and very forgiving of himself for whatever he does if he truly feels justified.

[Spud]

Name: Sena'Raan vas Alarei
Race: Quarian
Gender/Age: F 22
Appearance:
Sena wears a typical Quarian envirosuit. Her visor and some of the accents of her suit have a gold/copper toned colour and the overall scheme is a neutral grey/beige and gold combination. She wears long robes and capes over her suit.
Class/Specialization: Quarian Machinist
Weapons: Modified Omni-tool, Tornado Shotgun, Stiletto Pistol.
Powers: First Aid, Hacking/Sabotage, Damping, Combat Drone, Decryption
Affiliation/Occupation: Pirate
Background: Sena'Raan was a curious child and showed great potential from an early age. Her father was heavily invested in researching the Geth and he sought to disable/destroy them. His work studying Geth movements and behaviours largely ate into his time and he had little time for his daughter. Sena's mother was a very active rolemodel to her. Her fathers distant nature made it hard for the family unit to flourish and they became estranged as Sena's mother raised her alone on another ship. WHile Sena's father was part of the Quarian Special Projects division, she and her mother lived and worked in the Patrol Division of the Migrant Fleet. It was here that Sena learned a great deal about combat and other races, studying reports from the Heavy Fleet and occasionally reading her fathers files from his projects.

Unlike her old friend, Reezan, Sena held the Pilgrimage and her life on the Flotilla in high regard and sought to complete her Pilgrimage diligently and promptly return to the Migrant Fleet and continue her fathers work researching the Geth, however by this time her fascination and own studies had veered off on their own course. She kept it a dark secret, but she'd become a Geth sympathiser, believing that the Geth, who had become sentient and attacked their creators, could be reasoned with. If they were truly sentient then they had the capacity to make a choice. They had no choice when they first attacked the Quarian's and unless the Quarian's tried to negotiate and reconcile, they would continue to have no choice but to attack. She kept her opinions largely to herself as she knew it was unpopular. When Reezan left on his Pilgrimage she knew it would be difficult to get him to return but she held out the hope he would come back once he'd found a suitable gift.

She tried to stay close but his involvement in dangerous gangs on Omega made it difficult and her desire to complete her own Pilgrimage also got in the way. Sena did not believe Omega was the place she would find a suitable gift for the Fleet and reluctantly, she left Reezan on Omega to continue her Pilgrimage, hoping she would return and convince him to return to the Fleet at a later date.

This didn't go according to plan and the vessel she boarded, bound for Ilium, was captured by Batarian pirates. These Batarian's weren't particularly well travelled and hadn't seen a Quarian before. Fascinated, they took her to their ringleader who saw potential in her. With her engineering experience, she would be a valuable asset building up their arms and repairing ships. She was a terrified prisoner and doubted her crude training on Eden Prime would get her out of a Batarian pirate gang and thus she resorted to intrigue and sabotage. She subtly hacked systems to send out a distress beacon, hoping the right person would pick it up, failing that, she set a number of traps so that should her beacon be intercepted by a Batarian or should her captors become aware, their equipment would hopefully malfunction long enough to allow her to escape or die trying.

Weeks passed by and she gave up hope on being rescued when suddenly one of the Batarian's deals went south. A Turian group kicked off a fire fight, seeing her chance of escape, she turned the tides of the rather evenly matched battle in favour of the Turian's and luckily, as the Turians escaped and blew the ship to hell, they took her too.

She was introduced to the pirate leader, Octavus Galnian, who asked her what she wanted, a reward for her assistance in their escape. She was caught off guard by his generosity but saw it as a perfect opportunity to get what she needed to complete her Pilgrimage. The pair travelled the Terminus Systems where she collected more data on the Geth and other information to send back to the Migrant Fleet. She asked Octavus to give her the best ship he could find so that she could return home and he admitted he was reluctant to let her leave as he'd grown fond of her company. Conflicted, Sena decided to think for a time about what to do and where to go. She was enjoying her life with the rag-tag group of pirates and finally beginning to understand Reezan's views on the Pilgrimage, she debated her own return but at the same time still felt obligated to help the Flotilla. It was then that she learned of Reezan's imprisonment when she sought to find him on Omega and discovered a C-Sec assassination attempt gone-wrong had landed him in high-security prison. She begged Octavus to free him, that freeing Reezan would be her reward and she'd find another way to complete her Pilgrimage.

On the way to bail Reezan out of prison, Octavus was propositioned to join a certain mission but declined because he "wasn't for sale", in an odd turn of events, Reezan was being recruited for that same mission Octavus rejected and Sena volunteered to go in Ocatvus' stea, claiming that she was the best alternative as she'd learned a great deal under his tutelage. Now she is preparing to reunite with Reezan and figure out her conflicted feelings about the Geth, the Pilgrimage and going back home ... There is just one other hiccup ... Octavus isn't fond of losing his toys and he was growing quite attached to his little Quarian friend ... Reezan could have more to worry about than the Blue Suns and Icarus ...

Personality: Crafty and compassionate ... She tries to see the best in people and situations and tends to be a real "thinker". She is aware she has great power and capability and is wary how she uses it. Despite her role in a pirate gang, she tended to hold back the firepower she could employ in weapons, more of a pacifist than a fighter she is aware that sometimes people need to be killed for the greater good, though she fears she may be involved in hurting the wrong people she tries to do whats best for the greater good and hopes she's doing the right thing. Even though she is confident in her abilities, she lacks courage in her decisions and convictions, it is here that Octavus and Reezan greatly aided her during her time with the pirates (Octavus) and during her time on the Flotilla and early days in her Pilgrimage (Reezan).
Other: She is best suited for a support role rather than the frontlines however she has just enough knowledge from her limited combat experience to know how to lob a grenade and fire a gun. She's also a talented bomb maker and pilot.

[NecroKnight]

Name: Thax Varok

Race: Krogan

Gender/Age: Male; 351

Appearance:

Class/Specialization: Soldier

Weapons: M-8 Avenger, M-5 Phalanx, Omni-Blade

Powers: (Biotics/Tech/etc) Carnage, Cryo Ammo, Frag Grenade, Overload, Marksman

Affiliation/Occupation: Mercenary

Background: Varok had been born to Clan Thax - a smaller, but more intelligent clan during that time. While they were smaller than the clans of Weyloc or Urdnot, they made up for having more level-headed people than most clans. Making sure, to raise the few children they had to use their brain and brawn against their foes. They mostly stayed neutral during the various clan-wars that raged over the Tuchanka landscape.

Varok was the result of the usual policies of Clan Thax. Going as a mercenary into the world, once he was old enough. He has made himself a name, for being a good-enough mercenary in his works. Able in his job, fair in his payment and smart in his dealings.

Personality: Despite his brutish looking nature, Varok is actually quite intelligent. If he is treated with respect, he will return the same. Unless he is treated like a brute then he would reply in kind.

Other: Likes human chocolate.