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Name: Kilyn Von Renette
Age: 34
Height: 6'1
Profession: Priestess
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Age: 34
Height: 6'1
Profession: Priestess
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NAME: Rose Aelind Morlock
CLASS: Oyuban
APPEARANCE:
Rose mostly wears a black uniform and cape designed for her, reminiscent of older styles. She’s got brown eyes, red hair and a couple of facial piercings. The majority of her body is covered in extravagant tattoos, but the uniform hides them when she wears it.
CLASS FEATURES:
Criminal Network: Rose has a number of contacts for different things, such as traffickers and dealers for example. Her most trusted are well-armed men and women clad in black uniforms.
Criminal Den: Rose is the manager of a place called the pleasure palace located in Landfall. The main building is a bar and nightclub that anyone is allowed to come too if they dare. There’s a network of basements and tunnels underneath the palace itself, where separate areas are used as gambling hall, drug den, bordello, and strip club for those willing to pay. A private area exists that Rose uses for business dealings and the like.
STATS: Power: 2, charm: 2, influence: 4, production: 2, assets: 4
INFO: Rose and her elite started out as hired muscle for an old Oyuban. A man who’d grown too lazy and confident in his old age. Others were planning to take over what he owned, and an attack eventually happened. The Oyuban who’d made the first move promised he’d let the old man live if he surrendered to them. Rose blew her boss’s brains across a wall before the offer could be declined or accepted, seizing leadership and killing any intruders that didn’t flee. Rose went on to expand what the old man had left her, and the muscle who followed her became known for being well disciplined and organized.
CLASS: Oyuban
APPEARANCE:
Rose mostly wears a black uniform and cape designed for her, reminiscent of older styles. She’s got brown eyes, red hair and a couple of facial piercings. The majority of her body is covered in extravagant tattoos, but the uniform hides them when she wears it.
CLASS FEATURES:
Criminal Network: Rose has a number of contacts for different things, such as traffickers and dealers for example. Her most trusted are well-armed men and women clad in black uniforms.
Criminal Den: Rose is the manager of a place called the pleasure palace located in Landfall. The main building is a bar and nightclub that anyone is allowed to come too if they dare. There’s a network of basements and tunnels underneath the palace itself, where separate areas are used as gambling hall, drug den, bordello, and strip club for those willing to pay. A private area exists that Rose uses for business dealings and the like.
STATS: Power: 2, charm: 2, influence: 4, production: 2, assets: 4
INFO: Rose and her elite started out as hired muscle for an old Oyuban. A man who’d grown too lazy and confident in his old age. Others were planning to take over what he owned, and an attack eventually happened. The Oyuban who’d made the first move promised he’d let the old man live if he surrendered to them. Rose blew her boss’s brains across a wall before the offer could be declined or accepted, seizing leadership and killing any intruders that didn’t flee. Rose went on to expand what the old man had left her, and the muscle who followed her became known for being well disciplined and organized.
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Chynn suddenly found herself the target of one of the crude mechs, apparently she must have angered the creature inside of it for some reason.They couldn’t just surrender and be done with it already.They stood no chance of winning, not after losing half of their small force, yet they never gave up. She was about to break off the engagement that the earth crawler was trying to drag her into when another pilot signaled her to deal with the threat. All of the slugs Chynn had evaded had to end up somewhere after all, and her allies had been in the way of a few.
She reluctantly did as she was commanded, and engaged the enemy. The crude mech increased its speed and flew in the direction of the nearby planet. Chynn figured it was no threat to the rest of her squad by then, but if she didn’t destroy it the pilot would probably just follow her back to the others. The earth crawlers should take the whole fleeing concept further than they were if they wanted to continue as a species.
Chynn skillfully evaded the slugs that were aimed at her, amused by the fact that the earth crawler was slowly backing into the planet behind her. If she could push the enemy far enough the mech would likely get caught by the gravitational pull, and she wouldn’t need to waste energy trying to punch through its armor at the range that separated them. It was the plan with the least risk and effort, so she kept up the charade. She’d never met anyone who’d been able to escape after crashing on an unexplored planet, assuming they even survived for more than a few hours. There were stories about it though.
She should have realized that it wouldn’t be that easy, that she was being overconfident. The maggots had a knack for finding ways to bring their betters down with them. Chynn had seen it before, done to pilots that were way more skilled than herself. Yet the overcharged rifle came as a surprise. She attempted to evade the slug, even though she couldn’t see it, but had no such luck. Her lower thrusters were torn off, leaving her with very few ways to control the direction of her mech. If they’d been further from a planetary body it wouldn’t have been a problem, but she’d been flying towards it. Now she feared that she’d get pulled in by gravity as well.
Chynn tried using her comms to call for help, but there was no response. Unusual as that may be, she didn’t know how they could have helped her even if they’d responded. There probably wasn’t enough time for them to catch her, and she doubted they’d risk their lives for her by following her to the surface of the planet. Better to count their losses and move on at that point.
She decided to do the same, but if she was going to die like this she’d make sure to destroy the enemy before she succumbed. She increased her speed, switched weapon to close combat and went after the crude mech. Normally she wasn’t a reckless or emotion driven individual, but losing what small chance she had at returning to her home one day unleashed a burning rage within. A rage she took out on the other mech with her weapons as they entered the atmosphere of the nearby planet, both heading for death when they crashed.
She reluctantly did as she was commanded, and engaged the enemy. The crude mech increased its speed and flew in the direction of the nearby planet. Chynn figured it was no threat to the rest of her squad by then, but if she didn’t destroy it the pilot would probably just follow her back to the others. The earth crawlers should take the whole fleeing concept further than they were if they wanted to continue as a species.
Chynn skillfully evaded the slugs that were aimed at her, amused by the fact that the earth crawler was slowly backing into the planet behind her. If she could push the enemy far enough the mech would likely get caught by the gravitational pull, and she wouldn’t need to waste energy trying to punch through its armor at the range that separated them. It was the plan with the least risk and effort, so she kept up the charade. She’d never met anyone who’d been able to escape after crashing on an unexplored planet, assuming they even survived for more than a few hours. There were stories about it though.
She should have realized that it wouldn’t be that easy, that she was being overconfident. The maggots had a knack for finding ways to bring their betters down with them. Chynn had seen it before, done to pilots that were way more skilled than herself. Yet the overcharged rifle came as a surprise. She attempted to evade the slug, even though she couldn’t see it, but had no such luck. Her lower thrusters were torn off, leaving her with very few ways to control the direction of her mech. If they’d been further from a planetary body it wouldn’t have been a problem, but she’d been flying towards it. Now she feared that she’d get pulled in by gravity as well.
Chynn tried using her comms to call for help, but there was no response. Unusual as that may be, she didn’t know how they could have helped her even if they’d responded. There probably wasn’t enough time for them to catch her, and she doubted they’d risk their lives for her by following her to the surface of the planet. Better to count their losses and move on at that point.
She decided to do the same, but if she was going to die like this she’d make sure to destroy the enemy before she succumbed. She increased her speed, switched weapon to close combat and went after the crude mech. Normally she wasn’t a reckless or emotion driven individual, but losing what small chance she had at returning to her home one day unleashed a burning rage within. A rage she took out on the other mech with her weapons as they entered the atmosphere of the nearby planet, both heading for death when they crashed.
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I don't mind longer posts. I do mind the control of my character. It moved the plot along, but don't do it again.
When two of the crude mechs exploded without any reinforcement showing up, Chynn thought it was safe to assume that none would be coming. The earth crawlers usually didn’t deploy a larger number of mechs unless they were attacking one of their fleets. She had to wonder if any thought from the species had gone into this reckless plan to wait for a technologically superior and more numerous enemy. Maybe they’d gotten too close to a fleet and these had been left behind to slow them down. It reminded her of her own fate. Granted, the earth crawlers did manage to kill a few of her fellow soldiers, but those were the reckless ones looking for glory in battle. The strategy behind the vanguard was basically to just throw lives at the enemy until they succumbed anyway, or the Vothani ran out of soldiers.
Chynn watched as one of her allies’ mech had a large chunk ripped out of it, and the soldier within almost certainly perished with it. She rolled out of the way of a slug fired right at her mech before she met the same end. Her quick reflexes had saved her once more. They better end this encounter before too many died though. The next battle would be even worse if they didn’t, and who knew how many they would fight before they could regroup with another force or return to base.
She switched weapon from the long ranged rifle she’d been using to the more powerful cannons, and advanced on the few remaining earth crawlers. Chynn evaded any weapon fire aimed at her with adept and skillful maneuvering while firing away at anyone within her range. Her skills as a pilot was one of the main reasons she’d survived as long as she had. It wasn’t like she could be cautious and in the background of every engagement, not that she’d even done that during the first months. The other Vothani would have had her executed for cowardice if they thought she was deliberately holding back too often. The earth crawler mechs were thankfully slow in comparison to her own mobility.
Chynn shot her first mech of the day to pieces in a blaze of light, which scattered debris everywhere. The battle seemed like it would turn a lot more one-sided once the reckless Vothani had been killed off. They still had a clear numbers advantage, and the few veteran pilots on her own side would be a lot harder to deal with. She had the skills and experience of an experienced pilot, but she hadn’t ended as many earth crawlers lives as the best. It was an area she could stand to improve in.
Chynn watched as one of her allies’ mech had a large chunk ripped out of it, and the soldier within almost certainly perished with it. She rolled out of the way of a slug fired right at her mech before she met the same end. Her quick reflexes had saved her once more. They better end this encounter before too many died though. The next battle would be even worse if they didn’t, and who knew how many they would fight before they could regroup with another force or return to base.
She switched weapon from the long ranged rifle she’d been using to the more powerful cannons, and advanced on the few remaining earth crawlers. Chynn evaded any weapon fire aimed at her with adept and skillful maneuvering while firing away at anyone within her range. Her skills as a pilot was one of the main reasons she’d survived as long as she had. It wasn’t like she could be cautious and in the background of every engagement, not that she’d even done that during the first months. The other Vothani would have had her executed for cowardice if they thought she was deliberately holding back too often. The earth crawler mechs were thankfully slow in comparison to her own mobility.
Chynn shot her first mech of the day to pieces in a blaze of light, which scattered debris everywhere. The battle seemed like it would turn a lot more one-sided once the reckless Vothani had been killed off. They still had a clear numbers advantage, and the few veteran pilots on her own side would be a lot harder to deal with. She had the skills and experience of an experienced pilot, but she hadn’t ended as many earth crawlers lives as the best. It was an area she could stand to improve in.
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