Charter

The Lamentaion of Corillia (Warhammer 40k space marine RP)

Name: Ferrum Unguis

Appearance:

Armoured Apperance

Without Helmet

Age: 307
Rank: Tech Marine

Personality: Ferrum is known to be an isolated individual, many consider its because of his dual role as both a battle-brother and a tech-priest. He would argue it's because he's never been fully accepted back into the chapter by many of his battle-brothers. He's quiet and obedient but will speak up if he feels an avenue of thought hasn't been thought through. Inspite of his position, Ferrum's known to allow minor alterations for anything under his care, primarily because he acknowledges combat requires some adaptability. However, he is particularly caring about the warmachines of the company, to the point of scolding fellow battle-brothers over minor scratches when not in combat. When in conflict, Ferrum will obey his superiors orders to the letter, even if it means the regretful destruction of such precious machines. However, when not bound by orders, he has been found fighting tooth and nail to regain a mechanical weapon of war, as one fighting to recover a wounded brother. Inspite of his scolding, he cares much for his brothers and has earned the trust of some of the brother-captains within the chapter.

Bio: Ferrum is a well known techmarine within the chapter, primarily for his, 'undiscovered', leniency with modifications but unbridled wrath for those who fail to show proper care for equipment. He is known for an occasional moment of bravery here and there, though that is common-place for many a space marine. Within the chapter, he's presumed to have scolded everyone, with exception to his brothers in more superior positions. For the time being, he's been assigned to watch the dreadnought Vergil of the 4th company. He's also to help the company captain in anyway nessesary.

Gear:

Full mech-harness
Power axe
wrist-mounted storm-bolter

3 servitors: 1 armed with a heavy bolter, 2 armed with servo-arms

The Lamentaion of Corillia (Warhammer 40k space marine RP)

Name: Ferrum Unguis

Appearance:

Armoured Apperance

Without Helmet

Age: 307
Rank: Tech Marine

Personality: Ferrum is known to be an isolated individual, many consider its because of his dual role as both a battle-brother and a tech-priest. He would argue it's because he's never been fully accepted back into the chapter by many of his battle-brothers. He's quiet and obedient but will speak up if he feels an avenue of thought hasn't been thought through. Inspite of his position, Ferrum's known to allow minor alterations for anything under his care, primarily because he acknowledges combat requires some adaptability. However, he is particularly caring about the warmachines of the company, to the point of scolding fellow battle-brothers over minor scratches when not in combat. When in conflict, Ferrum will obey his superiors orders to the letter, even if it means the regretful destruction of such precious machines. However, when not bound by orders, he has been found fighting tooth and nail to regain a mechanical weapon of war, as one fighting to recover a wounded brother. Inspite of his scolding, he cares much for his brothers and has earned the trust of some of the brother-captains within the chapter.

Bio: Ferrum is a well known techmarine within the chapter, primarily for his, 'undiscovered', leniency with modifications but unbridled wrath for those who fail to show proper care for equipment. He is known for an occasional moment of bravery here and there, though that is common-place for many a space marine. Within the chapter, he's presumed to have scolded everyone, with exception to his brothers in more superior positions. For the time being, he's been assigned to watch the dreadnought Vergil of the 4th company. He's also to help the company captain in anyway nessesary.

Gear:

Full mech-harness
Power axe
wrist-mounted storm-bolter

3 servitors: 1 armed with a heavy bolter, 2 armed with servo-arms (I plan to have them die quickly, but figured they might add a bit more as simple fodder for a particular situation. I can remove them if you wish.)

Note: I do not have my space marine codex to fully apply the correct wargear for a techmarine (Simply put, it is on the other side of the world). If someone could give me the correct information that is relevant to the model I've chosen as Ferrum's appearance, that would be greatly appreciated.

The Lamentaion of Corillia (Warhammer 40k space marine RP)

I can do captain.

@caliban22

Then I'll do the techmarine.

The Lamentaion of Corillia (Warhammer 40k space marine RP)

@agentmanatee
I'll start working on a character and see what Caliban serves up. I'll wait till he posts or claims a spot.

The Lamentaion of Corillia (Warhammer 40k space marine RP)

Seems you need/want more people. I'm in. I'll take up any position nessesary on your 'required' chart. Just let me know which you like to have filled first.

A Toy Story

I'm also up for this. Are real-world toys required or can we completely make up a toy? Just want to know what options are available for character creation.

The Elder Scrolls: The Collector Chronicles

I've put Reesh on auto-pilot. If someone wants him to be there for a comment or such, take control. You can see his plan in the last post. Hope it works well.

The Elder Scrolls: The Collector Chronicles

Reesh was one of the last to enter into the tavern, of those who entered anyway. He observed the few torches that were being held by guards, wondering why there were so many out at this time of night. He quickly shrugged the thought away, maybe the fat-bandit they killed terrorized the little town and the guards were there to deter said bandits.

Obviously the group had drawn their attention upon walking into town, each guard had his hand on his weapon's hilt. Reesh removed his helmet before politely smiling and giving a nod to one of the guards, who didn't respond back. Reesh hoped that would at least put them at ease. He then entered into the tavern.

Once inside, he noticed the tavern was quiet, all eyes observing his fellows as they stood at the tavern keeper's desk. The woman behind the desk spoke with quite a bit of authority in her voice, "I've got rooms, but only if you clean yourselves up. I won't have you bloody my sheets or floor, either with your's or your enemies'." She seemed unfazed by the heavily armed group in front of her as she placed a few rags on the desk in front of her, "Use these." She then disappeared under her desk and popped back up to place a few bottles of mead and other forms of alcohol beside the rags, "The rags aren't free and neither is the beer. Clean yourselves outside." She gave a glance to Reesh, leaving the lizard-man with the feeling of being scolded.

When those of their party that needed to clean themselves up had taken some of the rags and paid for them and the couple of drinks, they took the items outside with them. As Reesh approached the desk, He opened his mouth to speak when the woman interrupted him with a stern stare. Something about her put him off, he couldn't tell what or why. Pushing the odd feeling aside, he grabbed the rag before leaning on the desk, "Hello keeper, I've got a question about-"

"Clean yourself first, then we'll talk." Reesh gave her a blank stare. Realizing the room was still very quiet for a tavern, he glanced around to see that the patrons were observing them still. The sound of crackling fire was all that pierced the air.

A smile crept across the lizard-man's face as he turned back to look at the woman, "Is that the way to treat someone who's..." he turned to face the tavern patrons, raising his arms to the side and raising his voice, "Who's going to give everyone two drinks this merry night!" A cheer rose up from the patrons, predictable nords.

--

When they had received their promised drinks, the tavern came back to life, noise filling the air. The argonian was a tad bit annoyed that he had spent roughly 320 septims for the lot, but argued with himself that he will be getting much, much more than that with the current job. He turned his attention back to the tavern keeper, "Now. About my question..." She gave a reluctant nod, so he continued, "We passed by Helgen and it was infested with bandits. While I normally wouldn't care about such things but how did they come to hold a fortified town? Ssurely they didn't take it from the imperial forces there... Did they?" He was also bothered by how The Collector must of known about the state of the town, considering the party he has joined up with. But she didn't need to know that.

She cracked a half-smile before lowering her voice, "Are you sure you want to know?" Reesh nodded, leaning in. She spoke almost in a whisper, "A dragon attacked Helgen."

Reesh gave her a stare that spoke of how he didn't believe that one bit, "Rrrriiight..."

Her smile faded as her voice regained its original volume, "Don't believe me? Ask the guards outside, that's why they're here. Now get out and clean off that blood." With that, she turned her attention to other tasks.

Rolling his eyes, Reesh stepped out of the tavern. A dragon, really? What did she expect, that he was a child that would believe such a tale. Maybe she was being smart and meant it metaphorically? That made more sense. Or she was pulling his tail, that could be it as well.

He looked over himself and could see some of his fur clothing had a few red spots here and there. He sighed, it may be better to simply burn this set and buy a new set from the smith in the morning. Then again, if the smith didn't sell fur, it may be best to keep them somewhere else till morning. Taking the fur off of his armour and person, he neatly folded it up and stuffed it under the walkway into the tavern. He then decided to head to the river to clean up what he can before heading back to the tavern to socialize before heading off for a good nights rest.

The Elder Scrolls: The Collector Chronicles

@Charter You gonna be okay? D:

@DJAtomika

Yes, I'll be fine. Was simply a cup of boiling hot water. It's healed up.

It stopped me at the time I would have made said post, so I was incapable for the time being. Should have done a bit more clarification :P

The Elder Scrolls: The Collector Chronicles

Burnt my hand at work yesterday, so a tad bit slow on the posting part. Will get one up today definatly.