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Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

Commissar Sulla Dordonnen (inactive)

art by Alexey Kruglov

Name: Sulla Dordonnen

Age: 31

Sex: Male

Position: Commissar, Astra Militarum

Armor: Flak armor

Weapons:
- Bolter pistol
- Sword

Equipment:
- Rations for several days
- Grapnel and line
- Magnoculars
- Bead-comm
- Laud hailer

Personality:

Encouraging yet stern, devoted yet cold-hearted, Sulla Dordonnen is not your typical loud-mouthed fire-breathing Commissar. Though he has done his fair share of service on the battlefield “motivating” many a shell-shocked Guardsman, Sulla has been noticed by his superiors for putting down some of the Imperium’s worst fears: mutiny, and at times outright heresy among the ranks of the Astra Militarum. When the Guard returns from fighting in a Chaos-infected area, Sulla is the first to notice when the men start mumbling in unknown tongues. When rations run low and the men start to grumble, Sulla is the first to find out who amongst his ranks is hoarding them. For this purpose, his form of discipline is subtle and discreet, questioning instead of admonishing, empathizing instead of scolding. Though in the end, heresy meets the same fate under Commissar Dordonnen: the offending parties are dealt with and the unit is whipped into shape yet again for the Emperor. It is for this purpose that Sulla was recruited to be part of the Inquisitorial retinue: because of his way with people, and to an extent his experience with heresy. And at the end of the day, Sulla is also a political animal like the rest of his comrades, seeking and scheming to move up the Imperial hierarchy like everyone else.

Good Ol' Boys- A Different Kind of Organized Crime RP

I was thinking my character was gonna be a snotty, skinny 17-year-old kid that joined the "adult" gang for a sense of belonging, like all teenagers do. Maybe someone could be a mentor/father figure to him as he transforms into a full-fledged enforcer or something?

Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

Commissar Sulla Dordonnen

art by Alexey Kruglov

Name: Sulla Dordonnen

Age: 31

Sex: Male

Position: Commissar, Astra Militarum

Armor: Flak armor

Weapons:
- Bolter pistol
- Sword

Equipment:
- Rations for several days
- Grapnel and line
- Magnoculars
- Bead-comm
- Laud hailer

Personality:

Encouraging yet stern, devoted yet cold-hearted, Sulla Dordonnen is not your typical loud-mouthed fire-breathing Commissar. Though he has done his fair share of service on the battlefield “motivating” many a shell-shocked Guardsman, Sulla has been noticed by his superiors for putting down some of the Imperium’s worst fears: mutiny, and at times outright heresy among the ranks of the Astra Militarum. When the Guard returns from fighting in a Chaos-infected area, Sulla is the first to notice when the men start mumbling in unknown tongues. When rations run low and the men start to grumble, Sulla is the first to find out who amongst his ranks is hoarding them. For this purpose, his form of discipline is subtle and discreet, questioning instead of admonishing, empathizing instead of scolding. Though in the end, heresy meets the same fate under Commissar Dordonnen: the offending parties are dealt with and the unit is whipped into shape yet again for the Emperor. It is for this purpose that Sulla was recruited to be part of the Inquisitorial retinue: because of his way with people, and to an extent his experience with heresy. And at the end of the day, Sulla is also a political animal like the rest of his comrades, seeking and scheming to move up the Imperial hierarchy like everyone else.

Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

y'all think a commissar could work here?

Chronicles of the Crimson Sea

interested!

Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

I was wondering how a Space Marine would work here seeing as they operate in groups.

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"Oh, I'm very sorry miss, very sorry indeed." Taylor slunk back into his seat with a faux sort of schoolboy penitence, learned from many years scamming old ladies not dissimilar to Ms. Krump - though that was often the job of other gang members. Taylor was usually the one to wave a sawed-off in their faces when they weren't buying it. Jesus, I've known nannies with fouler mouths. "It's just that where I'm from, we, uh... we're a lot more stringent with our young'uns." He shoots a fuming glare towards the kid. "No, we are not a posse. And don't yer Aunt Millie got a friend or two to take care of you here?"

Warhammer 40k: Wheels within Wheels, an Inquisitorial RP Interest Thread

hmmmm

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@Kelewen

"Ah, yes, ma'am." Taylor shifted in his seat, slowly sliding back into his usual routine he saved for swindling people. "I collect bounties. It's not a pleasant job, but it keeps food on the table and the good side of the law on me. I do recall a couple of windbags that are just begging to be trussed up and brought back to the sheriff's around these parts," shooting an annoyed glance at whatever goddamned Bible study the rest of the party was cooking up now. "Verrry dangerous parts 'round here, ma'am. I, uh, hope you're bringing protection?"

The boy was running around again, encouraged by whatever the Indian said to him. "Hey kid, pipe your ass!" he yelled. "Where's your damn momma, or papa?" He had also noticed that Petunia was not related to him.

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@Kelewen

"Good!" exclaims the same woman who'd scolded the boy before, smiling with appreciation to Taylor. "Thank you, sir. There's really no need for such shenanigans here." She gets herself settled into a seat, but pays the boy no further mind. In fact, he doesn't seem to be traveling with any adults. "Would you care to sit here?" she asked Taylor, gesturing to the seat across from her.

"Um, well..." Taylor awkwardly fixed his holster. "Uh, sure, miss." He took a seat next to the woman as he glanced across to see Sergio and Finney "practicing". What a right pair of louts. He couldn't wait for the skinny reed to get shot.