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Mass Effect: Insurrection

Tiberius 'Tye' Adarian

Name:

Tiberius 'Tye' Adarian

Race:

Turian

Class:

Cabal Vanguard

Age:

36

Sex:

Male

Appearance:

75% 35%

Eye Color

Left: Blue
Right: Green

Height

7'6"

Body type and Weight

Muscular, roughly 258 LBS

Vocational Code

I4 / N5 / T5.
Intelligence / Turian Cabal / Biotics

Tattoo

His facial tattoo resembles one close to the one often seen on Palaven, it is two toned with Cyan and a dark blue. It goes across his nose, cheeks and mandibles.

Scar

Tiberius has a shrapnel burn on the left side of his face, near his left eye and on his left mandible and left cheek crest.

Piercing

Tiberius has three cyan glow metal plates along his cheek crest.

Backstory:

Born and raised on Palavan, Tiberius grew up living a relatively normal life. He had a great education, a good number of friends and loving parents. Life was all he could have hoped for as he grew up alongside his older brother, Arlius, who was only a year older than him and right from the get go the two were inseparable. Both of the kids showed early signs of biotics which in-turn put them on the radar of the Hierarchy and turned their world upside down. Tiberius completed boot camp with flying color but not without getting many glares by his peers.

Both he and his brother were thrown into a Cabal together. It was strange for Tiberius who quite quickly seemed to fit right in. Over the years his skill only increased as he grew into a tank of a Turian. Tiberius seemed to eventually outgrow his brother in size and some skill, if the two even went head to head the only advantage he would have on his older brother was sheer size. As the two climbed through the ranks being sent on tougher and tougher missions, it became apparent to the Hierarchy that the pair were a inseparable team and soon both became Kabalimes and were put into a team called a Headhunter, which consisted only of two Kabalimes and a handler. The pairs main goal was to go after rogue biotics that had abandoned the Hierarchy or anyone who was deemed a major threat inside or outside of it. Tiberius dominated at what he did and with his own brother as his teammate, it meant the less chance of something going wrong. The pair quickly took the Cabal motto to heart and for the most part it seemed true to them; the intangible is unstoppable.

That was until a mission a few years ago while Tiberius and Arlius were out tracking down a rogue Cabal who from the file was a high risk to the Hierarchy and a threat a number of people in the galaxy. The pair got the drop on the individual, which normally would give them the advantage, but quickly they learned that they had just walked right into a trap. During the engagement that took about and hour and a half as the two parties fought, the rogue Cabal ended up getting the upper hand on Arlius and killing him. Tiberius was forced to retreat but not before getting heavily injured across his face and recovering the body of his teammate and brother.

The years after were rough on Tiberius as he tried to get ahold of himself both physically and mentally. In order to deal with the stress and grief he was given a prescription for Eximo to help out with the stress, but he would unfortunately later get addicted to and use at the first sign of stress build up. In turn this led to his right hand starting to twitch uncontrollably when becoming stressed. Supposedly since then he has gotten help for his addiction, but still has a standing prescription to take it only as a last resort. Once he got back into the swing of things he began search for the rogue biotic that he had been sent after into order to avenge his brother and get the justice that is deserved, as well as get rid of another unnecessary individual in the galaxy.

He has yet to be paired up with another Kabalim or put into Cabal unit since the incident with his brother’s death.

Psyche Profile:

Violent. Headstrong. Ruthless.
Calculating. Sly.
A Vengeful Protector.
An Unstoppable Monster.

Walking Hand Grenade

The universe is dark. When you see its darkest depths, its dark underbelly... once you understand someone's capacity for horrors, you can never truly look away. Though raised strong and free from danger, the world is dark no matter where you hide. Horror and chaos has never been far from Tiberius. Consider for a moment you have two people before you; a broken, dark, world-weary turian who has seen more than any person ever should... and a defense mechanism mask that the world is privy to, one that laughs and smiles, one that makes friends and shares easily. The duality is what keeps him whole.
But underneath everything on all sides, is a quiet, smoldering rage. Make no mistake; Tiberius is a very dangerous individual.

Long story short, Tiberius Adarian is a good guy. He tries to do the right thing, for the right reasons, and play things as diplomatic as possible. He wants to live in a world where his job does not exist - though understands that that day will not be seen in his lifetime. On the other side of that coin however, he does not mind getting his hands dirty and, though he may not always admit it, he enjoys the thrill of the chase. The hunt in taking down his prey. Getting inside their head, understanding what drives them, and having a comprehensive and workable knowledge of the awesome, destructive powers of a biotic drives Tiberius both mentally and physically.

Duty, Honor, Loyalty

Within the Cabal ranks Tiberius is a modal example of a Soldier - to a fault. Rarely has he disobeyed orders, but now and again, waiting for backup or standing down just didn't seem like the correct strategy. As a Cabal, he does get the occasional leering glance from his coworkers, but he often assures them - if they're doing their jobs, they have no reason to be wary of him. More than once he's had to take down a close associate, even a friend, who was over the line and it never gets any easier, but it is what the job entails. There is a rumor that three years ago, Tiberius was sent to recover a rogue biotic whom he was close to, though the trail supposedly "went cold" while he was on Omega. As no one has seen or heard from the aforementioned biotic since, it is relatively likely, though there are some who feel that Tiberius falsified his report and helped the biotic criminal hide, disobeying direct orders - though there was never proof, or an investigation in the matter.

The Vendetta

Above all Tiberius wants to see a world free from crime, harm, and violence - but knows it's a pipedream. Tiberius has proven time and again to have fantastic faith towards all races that was instilled by his parents. Tiberius's rage, his need for vengeance for those deserve it, is twisted only with his greater ideal of justice. He understands what it's like to lose someone; that a murder is more than just a singular act. He sees the ripples, the people it affects. However, he's also aware that there are dangerous individuals in the world who just what to watch the world burn - and in those situation, his trigger finger only gets itchier.

He's funny, rash, sarcastic, horribly bitter, manipulative, crude and boisterous - but one of the best friends you'll ever have. Let's make it simple. From day to day, situation to situation, moment to moment you never know who's going to be at your side. The masks of Tiberius Adarian are many.

Specialty:

• As a Cabal, Tiberius excels in infiltration, information and biotics, He is considered a danger at long range, but up close he is extremely deadly given his shear size, ability and training with close quarter combat. He is a strategist and is one to get the results that are called for.

Powers/Skills:

• Throw

• Barrier

• Shockwave

• Pull

• Biotic Mastery

Equipment and Resources:

Armor

• Medium Havoc Armor (Heavily customized, primary color: Smoke Gray. Secondary color: Jet Black. Tertiary color: Lava Orange )
  

Assault Rifles

• Phaeston Rifle: Ultralight Materials.

Shotguns

• M-22 Eviscerator: High-Velocity Barrel, Smart Choke.

Sidearms

• M-3 Predator: Ultralight Pistol Materials, Heavy Pistol Scope Upgrade.

Misc.

• He carries two combat knives, One attached to his right shoulder piece, one holstered along his lower back that is mainly used for when he runs out of ammo.

• Omni-Tool

• Personal Propulsion Unit

• Modified Nightshade Gauntlets (Retractable blades)

Notes

Merits:

• Charismatic

• Educated

• Quick learner

• Strategist

• Combat Proficiency

Flaws:

• Scarred, shrapnel burn make people think he's a not so nice guy at first glace.

• Mental Condition: Hallucinations, both auditory and visual.

• Debilitating Flashbacks: causing painful headaches.

• Addiction: mild smoker, has a standing prescription for Eximo to calm his nerves.

• Often isolates himself only due to the face that, he himself as a Cabal was isolated from almost the rest of the military.

Mass Effect: Insurrection

I'll have my character posted when I get off work

Mass Effect: Insurrection

Question: Is there still room here to join?

Forgotten Realms

Profile updated.

Forgotten Realms

Arthos

Height: 6'8" (1.82m)

Weight: 223Lbs (101kg)

Age: 41

Race/Species: Wolfkind

Group(s): The Platinum Enclave.

Appearance: imgur.com/XSe3NIw

Personality: Arthos has a high sense of justice, he wishes that there could be right in everything, but deep down he knows that not to be true. However, that will not stop him from trying to get through to someone if he has the chance to. He is loyal to the ones he calls his family, but that does not mean he won't rush to the aid of someone in need. Around large groups, he prefers to keep quiet, but once trusted he opens up quite quickly, however, when challenged he prefers to let his skill and actions speak for him.

Statistics:

-Strength: 8
-Perception: 6
-Endurance: 5
-Charisma: 3
-Intelligence: 6
-Agility: 4
-Luck: 3

Traits:
Darkvision - Can see in dim light within 60 feet as if it were regular lighting, and in darkness as if it were dim lighting. He can't discern color in darkness, only shades of gray.
Natural Stealth - Even for his size Arthos can move about almost undetected.
Acute Senses - Has a great sense of Hearing and Smell.
Stone Fortitude - With enough focus, he can occasionally shrug off injury for a small period.

Talents:
Weapons - He is proficient in two-handed weapons and one-handed blade.
Martial Arts - He is proficient in hand to hand combat.
Multilingual - Knows Common, Druidic and Wild (Wolfkind)

Spells & Abilities:
Cure Wounds - A concentration spell that can only work he his is touched the individual, the spell gives off a glow that feels warm to the touch and heals the individual's wounds at a fair rate. This spell does not work on decapitated limbs.
Druidcraft - Whispering to the spirits of nature, Arthos can instantly make a flower blossom, a seed pod open, or a leaf bud bloom. Arthos can create an instantaneous, harmless sensory effect, such as falling leaves, a puff of wind, the sound of a small animal. He can instantly light or snuff out a candle, torch, or a small campfire.

Items: Heavy two-handed claymore, a hand axe that can double as a throwing axe, two long-bladed daggers, partial Heavy plate armor. The Platinum Enclave's badge, (imgur.com/qgPIW9o) large travelers backpack that contains a bedroll, spare clothes, blacksmiths hammer, whetstone, Druid spellbook (which he is still deciphering), eight white ritual candles, mortar and pestle, a small pack of incense.

History: Born and raised in a port-town to the far east known as Emberbay, Arthos was like most young Wolfkind, playful and full of life, curious about everything around him. While most of the town consisted of Wolfkind but it was not strange to see other races living there.

Arthos father was in charge of Emberbay and was one of the high druids that lived within the town, and while he expected Arthos to one day take his place, he didn't keep him from his childish adventures. Some years later Arthos found himself following in his father's footsteps as he studied and worked hard to learn everything he could from his father but that is as far as the happy story goes, at the age of eleven Arthos father passed away in what seemed to be an accident. After the funeral, Arthos had just walked into what used to be his father's office upon the second when he confronted by his uncle who told him what happened to his father and how he was to arrogant and foolish to be in a position like he was.

His uncle then drew a sword and turned it on Arthos, telling him that he was now the only thing in his way from getting the position that his father was. He was given a choice that he was to hand over this father's druidic book and be allowed to live or parish where he stood. Arthos was offered a little time to think about it, and not long after he retrieved the book from a locked drawer. Arthos was just about to hand the book over when his uncle lunged for him and swung, the blade cut across into his left shoulder and shortly after Arthos jumped back with the book, crashing through the window out into the streets below where his disappeared into the night.

Several years later after healing and hiding, Arthos traveled south into the Brayweave forest. Where he came across a rather large monastery that was run by a group of monks and paladins who worshiped a Draconic pantheon as a deity of good dragons who went by the name of Bahamut the platinum dragon. Arthos joined them and trained with them for years and during that time he created his unique way of combat as he was taught by both the monks, paladins and what his father had taught him.

He was able to forge his very own armor and weapons during his time at the monastery; it was not until later that he told the enclave of his uncle's doing. Arthos was then accompanied by a small handful of monks and paladins as he traveled back to Emberbay and confronted his uncle who challenged him to a one on one duel to the death. After about two hours of combat, Arthos came out victorious, shortly after the left back to the monastery and given the insignia of the platinum enclave as well as there colors which was a deep blue with a platinum silver trim, with a platinum dragons head as the crest. Staying around for a few more years, Arthos then left to go out and find his place in the world to go out and shape a place for himself. And maybe try and make a change.

Forgotten Realms

I also should have something up at some point today, currently brainstorming between two different Characters

Forgotten Realms

This has caught my interest, if there is still room to join, may I?