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The Black Delta

Kjetil Svendsen

Kjetil's mind was the first to awaken as he slowly felt two sensations. One was annoying, was it pain that he has grown used to? Maybe and this annoying sensation, he could feel it on his back. The second sensation was an odd one, warmth he felt, and that one was the one that he wondered about the most. "What," he said softly as he opened his eyes and was greeted by the blinding sun. He put his right hand over his face so he could see, and the first thing he noticed was several cuts on his arm. Like one cut over an old scar, Kjetil looked carefully at his arm. "Is that... yeah, that is blood."

Then he looked at his other arm, and it was the same, cuts all over it but small ones. However, the amount meant that something had happened to him last night. "The ship," he said as he tried to remember what had happened the night before. There was laughter and dance, and everyone was in high spirits as they cleared the Peninsula and then... Kjetil remembers feeling a sense of weightlessness and then some odd but terrible sounds that he did not understand what could have caused them. That was it, the rest was fuzzy, and now he is in an unknown place and with who knows who else.

He slowly got halfway up into a sitting position and used his left arm to prop himself up. Now Kjetil had a better view of the bench, and what he saw did not help with the situation. Wreckage, bodies, and it just left him wondering what in the gods' name happened last night. They were home free, now they were wrecked on a bench, and who knows who else survived.

True Kjetil is made of sterner stuff and can handle wounds that would make others bedridden. The pain he feels is just annoying. Bearable but annoying. But there is still a chance that some others survived. Though from what bodies he could see, they did not look like they would be getting up any time soon, especially that one with no legs.

Either way, Kjetil had to try to find someone that was still alive. There is strength and safety in numbers. That and he needs someone to help clean his wounds, bandage them, and see how bad his back is. That is where the annoying sensation is coming from. The last thing he needs is to die of a infection after getting this far in life and surviving what happened to the ship. Such an end is not fitting for a warrior and not one he wishes to die by.

So after getting his bearings and getting up. Kjetil walked down the bench, looking for anything to use to bandage his wounds and for any sign that someone was alive. He can't be the only one that survived, he thought. Otherwise, he would be alone in an unknown land with no direction of where to go. Kjetil simply calmly sighed at the thought and continued on his search. There was bound to be something of use to him. Either makeshift bandages, people, or preferably both.

Vlario: A Colony Alone

Vlario: A Colony Alone

It has been two years since the once grand Mitkir Empire that dominated much of the old world continent of Aislira collapsed under internal strife. Leaving its sole colony of Vlario alone on the distant Muur continent alone. Having to adjust to now being on its own in a hostile land now that the natives are taking advantage of the lack of imperial support to raid Vlario, it has become increasingly hazardous to venture outside of the colony without outside help from Aislira. Under the capable rule of the former imperial governor Lycaon Katsaros, Vlario had managed to stay stave off the natives and survive so far despite the increased raids made by the natives. Unfortunately for Vlario, crime has started to become a problem for Vlario, and the colony's security force is stretched thin as it is. So far, Vlario is stable despite its problems, but for how much longer is a guess. Unbeknownst to Vlario, something is stirring in the jungle. Something the natives fear, something long thought to be gone, is returning to Muur, and whether Vlario can survive, it is up to fate.

Rules:
1. Expected to follow standard site rules
2. No godmodding or powergaming or etc...
3. No OP characters
4. A max of two characters
5. Minimum of one paragraphs

Overview

This is a character rp set in the fantasy world of Iomia during the equivalent of the early 16th century. Meaning that while firearms are allowed, they are primitive enough that bows, crossbows, swords, etc, are still viable weapons, and firearms are not widespread. So only an arquebus and wheellock pistols, if you need an example of what kinds of weapons or armor are allowed, look up what early conquistadors had, what they had, you can have within reason. Also, Muur is this world's equivalent of South America so expect jungles, heat, and unique wildlife.

In this rp you will be playing either a local colonist, a refugee or someone with a reason to come to Vlario, that has come under the employment of Nicusor Mihnea. A local noble that has taken it upon himself, with the reluctant blessings of the governor to aid the colony and is making a team for this task. So while most of the rp will be taking place within Vlario, there will be times to venture outside of the colony and into the Muur interior.

Since this rp is focused on Vlario and Muur. You have the liberty to make up what you want for Aislira as long it fits with what I have for the Mitkir Empire. Magic is considered a myth, and if it did exist, it has long since died out. Also, I am looking for a co-gm, so if you want to do it, just say something.

History of Vlario

Vlario was founded fifty years ago by imperial colonists after an Imperial expedition secured a site in the Aziota Bay in the ruins of an ancient city. The first clue that someone lived on the continent at one point and while settling a ruin was not the first option for a colony. The ancient city was built on a natural harbor and was on the banks of the Valmark River that supplied fresh water to the city. Once the city was properly examined and when no better site was found. It was decided that the colony would be built upon the ruins of the city. Named Vlario by Jakob Kuhn, the explorer that first discovered Muur. Vlario would make steady process over the years. Building over the ruins and establishing a foothold on Muur.

Five years had passed since the colonists first encountered the natives while exploring inland. The natives chose to keep their distance from the colonists, and rarely was there a chance for the colonists to understand their language, let alone begin an open dialogue. Only the persistent attempts by Vlario's governor did the colonists finally managed to get on friendly terms with some of the tribes, and talks between the two started. However, as the colonists discovered and as they expanded into the interior. They found that some of the tribes did not like their presence in Muur and wanted to kick the colonists out of Muur. Initial attempts were laughable, and the colony's superior weapons and armor sent the tribes back into the thick jungle.

Vlario with support from the empire, would expand to include five settlements within its borders. The last one was Caurat and after founding it, the natives came back with better weapons and armor and something new. Large reptilian war beasts that only repulsed by taking heavy casualties. Now knowing what the natives were truly capable of, the governor ordered that all further expansion was to be suspended and the colony to be reinforced. A great wall was constructed to enclose the colony and to make sure that any natives could not sneak through the border. Only then did the raids lessen, but the danger was still there, more so if the natives unveil something new to attack the colony with.

About two years ago, there was talk of trying to expand once more with more imperial support, and the current governor was against the notion. For he dared not wish to further antagonize the natives further. Before the Emperor could enforce this order, a rebellion had started in Aislira, and he switched his attention to quelling the rebellion. That was the last time any imperial message was heard and only 2 months after the empire collapsed did Vlario hear of the empire's fate.

Now forcefully independent and spared the upheavals of Aislira which wars were being fought over the remains of the empire. The now-former imperial governor was focused on keeping Vlario stable while the natives continue to raid the colony. To add to the colony's problems, a rise in crime has put the colony's security force wondering what caused the sudden uptake in crimes. Most blamed it on the collapse of the empire and the refugees that have come over to escape the wars of control over Aislira. Combined together make living in Vlario harder than it was without imperial support. For now, things are stable though for how much longer, that is up to the wind.

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Colony Locations:

Vlario

The founding city of the colony and the Empire's first foothold on Muur. Located on the eastern coast of Muur and in the Aziota Bay. Built upon the ruins of an ancient city, Vlario is the crown jewel of the colony and its beating heart. For it is the only port city on Muur and is the first stop for anyone visiting or settling in Muur. Much of the old ruins have been removed or built over in order to make way for buildings, to the dismay of antiquarians who wished to study the ruins. Though while the surface ruins are mostly gone, there is a lower level that extends under Vlario and is filled with tunnels. The lower level remains vastly unexplored and is believed to be used by criminal elements in the city to get around without being seen.

Talmatei

The first settlement to be founded after Vlario and located to the southwest is Talmatei. On the banks of the Valmark river that flows to Vlario. Talmatei started as a farming community and became the main source of food for the colony. Diverting some of the river's water for irrigation and cutting down the nearby jungle to make way for crops and livestock. Before the walls were built, Talmatei would get raided by native tribes and was one of the first settlements to be reinforced. Since the wall was built, Talmatei has been quiet though there is still a risk of natives crossing the Valmark River in boats. Vlario security forces regularly patrol the colony's side of the river in riverboats to deter native raids. Most of the crops grown are imported from Aislira, there are some native crops that the colonists found to be edible. The most popular being the Coa bean which can be made into a sweet delight.

Rozryn

Founded on the base of the nearby Gauldown Mountains to the northwest of Vlario. Rozryn is the site of Vlario's mining operations. After prospectors found that the mountains were rich in valuable minerals such as copper and iron. Mines were set soon up after, and Rozyn grew into a mining town. It was among the first settlements to be raided by the natives and was fortified after Talmatei. Since the wall was built, Rozryn has been deemed safe from native raids and had expanded its mining operations since.

Luvaci

Founded a short time after Rozryn between Vlario and Rozryn, Luvaci would come to be the home of many craftsmen seeking to settle in Muur. Enough had settled in Luvaci, and the settlement came to be a major source of manufacturing in the colony. With a steady supply of raw minerals from Rozryn, Luvaci tends to be busy as the craftsmen built whatever is needed by the colony. Unfortunately, the rise of crime and lack of guards in the colony has made it so that goods meant for other settlements sometimes wind up in criminal hands. Despite, attempts by the governor to stop this stealing, goods still are being stolen without an end in sight.

Nanris

Nanris is located west of Vlario, Nanris is the site of Fort György named after a prominent war hero Halász György. Fort György would serve as the colony's security force's secondary headquarters and has the highest number of guards in the colony outside of the wall. It was here that the security forces regrouped after losing the battle of Caurat when the natives returned with better weapons, armor, and war beasts. After rallying and taking back Caurat, Nanris would be well protected during the native incursions and by the time the wall was built. Fort Halász had been reinforced, and now most of its guards have been transferred to the wall.

Caurat

The last settlement to be founded and closest to the wall. Caurat initially served as a staging area for imperial expeditions into the interior. The first place to be attacked when the natives came back with steel weapons and war beasts. Overrunning the area until reinforcements came to retake Caurat and forced the natives out. Caurat was reinforced afterward, and several battles were fought over it. Once the wall was built and the suspension of any further expeditions. A fort was built in case the natives ever got past the wall. Also, Caurat is the home to many refugees and religious groups that have come over to Vlario seeking a new life and to escape from persecution back in Aislira.

The Wall

Simply called the Wall, it was constructed a time after the recapturing of Caurat and the several battles for it. The Wall is a long wooden wall reinforced with steel with watchtowers that extends from the Gauldown Mountains to the Valmark River. A lengthy and costly project in both time and resources. The Wall has proved to be able to resist the native's raids though parts of the Wall have been damaged by the large beasts that the natives use. The jungle in front of the wall was cut down to help the security force spot natives as they approach the wall and denied them cover in the jungle foliage. Most of the guard is deployed to the wall due to its size and face repeating probing attacks by the natives. For now, the Wall can hold, and it is fully manned.

Ruins

There are various ruins scattered throughout Vlario. The biggest of them being located on the base of the Gauldown Mountains to the east of Rozryn. From what has been gathered from antiquarians, an advanced civilization used to exist around Vlario. It is guessed that the natives of Muur belonged to this ancient civilization though others are not sure, given how primitive the natives are. However, it appears that several tribes consider the ruins to be sacred as they worship the ancients that built these structures. Also, access to these ruins has proved to be troublesome as most are sealed. Which antiquarians have made little progress with opening them and remain unexplored. While antiquarians and other interested citizens have asked the governor about helping them to open and study the ruins. He has denied them, saying that there are bigger priorities than dealing with old ruins. The main supporter of studying and trying to open these ruins is the wealthy merchant Vedran Kuhar. A self-proclaimed antiquarian, and until a way can be found to get into the ruins, they will remain a mystery to Vlario.

Muur Continent

Vlario outskirts

Beyond the colony lies the vastly unexplored Muur interior. Several imperial expeditions have been carried out over the years, and they have given valuable insight into the land. As the thick jungle contains large beasts, predatory plants, and various tribes. Some expeditions even found ruins that seem to be similar to the ones found in Vlario and are considered sacred to some of the natives. They were driven off by the natives before they could explore the ruins in earnest, however. Since the construction of the wall and the increased native raids, there have been no further imperial expeditions into the interior due to the increased danger. This has not stopped certain wealthy individuals from funding their own expeditions to the dismay of the governor. These expeditions had mixed results, and the last expedition to be sent out never returned. No further expeditions have been made since then, and it would take quite the courage and charisma to launch another expedition into the interior.

Muurian Natives

The Muurians or the Natives are a blanket name for any of the Muurian humans encountered by the Vlario colonists. Most that have been encountered are tribal are use primitive weapons made out of obsidian and stone. It thought that natives when Vlario was still new that the natives would not become a problem for future expansions of the colony. However, over time, as the colonists explored into the interior that the natives are not so primitive as thought. Inland tribes were found to be using copper or iron and even had tamed the large beasts that roam Muur. It is unknown where they acquired their new steel weapons and armor. What is certain is that the tribes further inland are stronger and more advanced than the tribes encountered on the coast. Efforts have been made not to antagonize these tribes and to keep away from them.

There are tribes that are friendly to Vlario however, though small in number. They often trade with Vlario for supplies and some were guides for the colonists during their expeditions. Some of even allowed to enter the colony and meet with the governor. However, since the increased raids, it has become dangerous for them to approach Vlario and became a target for the raiders. So most have stopped trading with Vlario and try to stay away from the colony. Only a few trade with Vlario now, and the governor is set on keeping what few native allies Vlario has left.

Wildlife

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Cursed- The Cursed is a title given to some of the animals found in Muur by the natives. Believing that these animals are cursed in some way and try to avoid or kill them whenever they are spotted. They tend to be more aggressive than most animals and can be rather cruel to their victims.

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Major Factions

Heirs of the Commonwealth

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The Heirs started in the declining decades of the empire by a group of merchants and commoners who were tired of the weak and increasingly corrupt leadership of the empire. Realizing that the system of the eldest of a family will inherit a position of power no matter how incompetent is a badly flawed system. They were driven to replace the monarchy with a fairer, meritocratic form of government. Taking inspiration from the long-conquered Qedria Commonwealth, which is remembered for having been the only kingdom that elected its kings and queens. The group called their new form of government a republic where the people, not blood, decide who sits in positions of power. They called themselves the Heirs of the Commonwealth as a homage to the old kingdom’s elective ways.

At first, there were able to get a strong following, and they were planning to launch their revolution. Hopes were high, and during their planning, another group launched their revolution against the Mitkir Empire. Then another and another group added their weight to the growing fire. So the Heirs were drowned out by other groups and when they started their revolution. They were one of the few rebels that were defeated by Imperial forces. With most of their powerbase gone and few members left, they realized that their plan for the empire was no longer possible. While they argued and debated on what to do next, one of the Heirs, a young man, spoke up. He said that instead of forming their republic out of Aislira, they should do it at Vlario. The man pointed out that Vlario was not being contested by other groups and was far away from those that could strike down their republic if they were successful. The rest agreed, and plans were set to move to Vlario.

Two months later and the Heirs had successfully relocated to Vlario. Setting up their base somewhere hidden somewhere in Vlario and have started to gain followers within the colony. They sustained themselves by turning to criminal ventures. The Heirs, when they became known to the governor, they were declared a criminal group and were soon highly wanted by the colony's security force. Despite this setback, the Heirs are determined on their goal of creating a republic and hope that Vlario can be their republic one day.

House Váradi

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House Váradi is an old noble house whose history dates back centuries and was once one of the major houses of the empire. From their beginnings as a lowly knight turned war hero and granted a major duchy near the heart of the empire for his efforts. House Váradi had enjoyed a steady climb in influence and power since then. At that height of its power, House Váradi was one of the few houses known throughout the empire, and even some emperors had ties to the house. However, by the time for Zsolt Váradi became head of the house. They had become blinded by hubris and fell prey to the empire’s growing descent into greed and decadence. Zsolt's foolish decisions would spark the end of his house's influence and power.

By the time Zsolt was dead, and his son took over the house. The damage was done, and House Váradi had been reduced to a minor house with barely a fortune to sustain themselves. It was impossible for Zsolt’s son to regain his house power with the corruption in the empire and their rivals that made sure that the Váradi could never regain their former power. Zsófia Váradi, Zsolt’s granddaughter, realized that the only way to regain their house's past power lay not in Aislira but in the new world of Muur, away from the corruption and the other houses. It took every bit of coin the house had to relocate to Vlario, and when they were finally settled in their new home. The Mitkir Empire finally collapsed under its weight, and wars were started to fight over its remains.

Zsófia's aim in Vlario seems to be to regain her house's lost prestige and influence. In that, she has been making progress to increase her standing in Vlario by investing in local businesses and even helping the colony guard by bolstering them with her men. Though she has come to butt heads with governer Lycaon over her increasing influence in Vlario. Still, it seems her interest in restoring her house's power seems to be helping Vlario even if she is not trusted by some of the citizens and Lycaon himself.

Followers of Voi

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The Followers of Voi are a group with a complicated past with ties to an ancient Aisliran religion that managed to survive to the modern day. For they follow the fallen god Voi or, as he is more known, the Exiled One. Ancient texts and oral traditions say that Voi was one of the more benevolent gods until something happened that caused the other gods to exile him from the heavens. Curiously after Voi was exiled, any information that can be found about Voi are often contradictory. Which oddly can describe the followers since their emergence 500 years ago. They have done horrible acts like human sacrifice to legitimately helping those in need during a crisis. These changes are unexplained, and the Followers are rather a mixed bag to the people of Aislira over the centuries.

Currently, the latest version of the Followers has proven to be a humanitarian group that has helped refugees after the collapse of the Mitkir Empire. Ironic enough to become refugees themselves as they were forced out from their holdings and were being persecuted by various leaders. The Followers, in order to escape religious persecution in Aislira, they have fled to Vlario and have established themselves there. Now they serve to help ease the burden of dealing with the refugees and other domestic problems. Most of the colonists were wary of the Followers but have accepted their aid. Though they are rumors that have started to circulate about the Followers that they have a dark intent for Vlario. Whether the rumors are true so far have been only baseless talk, but who knows for sure with the Follower's checkered past.

Muurian Pact

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No one knows when the Pact was formed, and no one knows much about them. What is known is they are a native group with seemly unknown intentions that is rumored to have a presence in Vlario. There are even rumors that some of the colonists are apart of this group, but so far, nothing has been confirmed by Vlario authorities. For why they may be in Vlario is a mystery, and more so the potential that they are involved with Vlario's increased crime. The knowledge that the Pact exists is limited to high government officials in Vlario and some higher-ups in the security forces. Despite efforts made by the governor to find out more about this mysterious group, no progress has been made in uncovering this group.

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The Black Delta

Kjetil Svendsen

Kjetil Svendsen

Norgardian | 32 | Male

Appearance

Standing at 6'2 and having a muscular build due to training and years of fighting. He has long red hair that almost extends to his chest, along with a full red beard, and has in both his hair and beard braids in them. Mainly at the end points of his hair and beard. He has a pale complexion, and while his face does not have scars, his arms, chest, and back have several. He carries himself like a warrior, there is no mistaking it. Tends to have a serious look on his face most of the time.

Personality

Kjetil can be described as a stoic and, at times, an emotionless person, along with being a religious person. This is due to years of being a warrior in service of a religious warrior cult and despite leaving the cult. He can still be a religious and passionate person, especially when it is not rage, and can be a reliable ally and friend. Though only if you win his trust, and he is slow to trust others. Though once that trust is broken, then it is hard to regain his trust. As a result of his training, he uses his anger in combat. It is actually hard to make him angry outside of combat since he can control it and only will get angry if someone really tries or said something happens that he takes personally. And he can be rather cold to someone that he dislikes.

Background

• Profession: Warrior
• Class: Barbarian
• Heritage: Noble

History Kjetil was born the youngest of four to a noble family in Norgard and from early on. He had shown he had a warrior spirit in him. Always wanting to spar with his older siblings and pick fights with others of his age. He was given a noble education and when he was fourteen. His parents knowing full well of his warrior spirit and knowing that he as little chance of inheriting anything of note. They wanted him to have a good life regardless. It was then that his parents decided to give him to the Wolves of Ulfric. A religious warrior cult that being apart of it was considered a great honor to both Kjetil and his family, even if he had no choice in the matter.

For years Kjetil trained under the Wolves. Under strict training and learning their ways, praying exclusively to their patron deity, Ulfric, God of Wolves, Winter, and Battle. Kjetil was taught to tap into his anger and channel it into a primal fury. Becoming a warrior that by the time he was eighteen, Kjetil was almost a Wolf, but he still had one last test to see if he would truly join the cult. That test was going on a raid and prove that he had truly become one of them and earned his place among them by surviving his first battle.

He was sent along with a Norgardian raiding party that was heading to the lands of the Banians. There Kjetil, using his training and tapping into his anger. Kjetil entered into a primal fury and killed several Banians during the raid despite the injuries to his body. In the end, he would survive his first battle and come out with several kills and loot. The Wolves, upon his return, welcomed him and was officially made a member of the cult. It was one of the happiest days of his life and one he would not forget.

For ten years, he was in the cult and went on many raids. Kjetil did not just become a strong warrior but considered his fellow Wolves as family. Growing close to them and would grow close to one in particular. Ingunn was her name, a former commoner and one of the several women in the cult. The pair worked and did well together, and the two fell in love. While he knew the cult had no problems with Wolves getting together as long as it did not stop them from their duties. It started to make him think about things, and now he was with Ingunn. The life he started to want would not be possible within the cult. So after a deal of courage from both of them, the two ask the cult's leader Aslak for permission to leave the cult. Aslak noted how long they have been with them and how well they have served under Ulfric. So after much time, he finally decided not to allow them to leave the cult and that the two should be separated from each other.

Kjetil did not take this well, and the two were punished by Aslak. But this did not stop the two, and eventually, they were able to escape from the cult and flee to Thaegoradrim. There they tried to live a normal life in a village and hide from the cult as best they could. For a few years, this worked, and the couple lived happily there. However, it was hard for Kjetil to adjust to living there because of his warrior and noble background, but he tried his best and seemed to be getting the hang of it. More so once he learned that Ingunn was pregnant with their child. Then their happiness turned to tragedy.

One day the cult found them while Kjetil was in the fields and Ingunn was at their home. A group of five Wolves disguised as guards appeared at the village, and once they spotted Ingunn, they threw off their disguises and charged her. Roaring the cult's battle cry and Kjetil was able to hear the battle cry and instantly knew that the cult had found them. Rushing back home, he found Ingunn bloody and in the middle of fighting the Wolves. Rushing to her side and unleashed his primal fury on the Wolves. In the end, the Wolves were slain with help from the local guards, and while it left Kjetil wounded but alive. Ingunn was not so lucky and would die a short time after the fight from her wounds. With one last breath, she made Kjetil promise one thing, that he should live, and he knew what she meant by that. That he should not take revenge against the cult since it would be suicide, and she did not want him to die in a fruitless fight.

So after burying her body and knowing that the cult would be after him until he was dead. Kjetil, with the last of his coin, ventured far south to escape the cult and start a new life for himself. If he could, that is.

Reason for Travel
With a religious warrior cult wanting his head, Kjetil needed someplace where the cult could not find them, so he ventured far south on board the Skirmisher to escape from the Wolves of Ulfric and for a new beginning if he could manage that.

Motivation/Goal
Keeping his promise to his late wife that he will live and not throw his life away for a fruitless fight. Also, seeking a new life away from the reach and eyes of the Wolves of Ulfric.

Capabilities

Years spent as a warrior in the Wolves of Ulfric had made Kjetil a strong warrior, and knows his way around several weapons, including his fists. He personally favored axes and shields. Often using his anger to unleash a fury of strong but quick blows and relies on brute force in battle. Due to his training, he has survived blows that would greatly wound others and has developed a high pain tolerance, along with being a skilled sailor from his years on raids with his fellow Norgardians.

Equipment

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Money

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Languages

Grim Northern

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Mass Effect: Harpocrates

Tahen Niol

_______________________________________________ Personal Data D A T A Full Name - Tahen Niol Designation - Outsider Species - Drell Age - 23 (b. 2160) Origin - Kahje Classification - Vanguard Unique Specialization - Drell Assassin - Psyche Analysis P S Y C H E Stubbornness Like his mother before him, Tahen can be a stubborn person. Sticking to his gut and not relenting. While he can see reason and compromise with others. Especially when on a mission and working with others. Once he is set on something, then it is hard to dissuade him. A trait that he knows can cause problems but also likes. Since it is this trait that allows him to keep holding on to native Drell ideas that his fellow young Drell would mostly give up. Spiritual Like his parents, Tahen is a deeply spiritual person that follows the native Drell religion. Often praying in private and sometimes before a mission. It calms him when during a time of distress or crisis and has helped him get through some of the low points of his life. And stubbornly sticks it to, unlike other Drells who have shifted to other faiths. However, he does not have any problems with the diffident faiths of the galaxy and is tolerant of them. Just do not ask Tahen to change faiths, and you will be okay. Focused When on a mission, Tahen is focused and tends to only talk when needed. Cool under pressure and brave when needed. Years of working alone as an assassin have made their mark on him. Rarely does he stray from his target and keeps to the plan unless plans go wrong. Which has the tendency to happen and more so when working with others. Either way, Tahen is focused on his task and rarely is distracted when on a mission. Equipment E Q U I P M E N T M-27 Scimitar shotgun Manufactured by Ariake Technologies, the Scimitar features twin mass effect generators, giving it a more rapid rate of fire than a traditional shotgun. This weapon was created for the Eclipse mercenary band, but is rapidly becoming popular with Blood Pack mercs, as well. M-6 Carnifex pistol A highly accurate and lethal pistol. The Carnifex is a favored sidearm of mercenary leaders and Eclipse mercenary tech specialists. An expensive but powerful weapon, its marketing materials feature a charging krogan with the slogan "Don't you wish Carnifex was at your side? Cluster Grenade Lob this biotic grenade cluster at your enemies and watch them fly. Record R E C O R D Colonist Rescue Tahen with support from a team of mercs who provided a distraction. He infiltrated a slaver compound and killed most of the Batarian slavers inside before liberating the captured human colonists. Killing of Jayrdok Bax Jayrdok Bax a Krogan crimelord who finally crossed someone he should not have. Tahen when tracking down the krogan to a remote base. While it was not a easy or a clean kill, after silently taking down the guards. Tahen ultimately managed to kill Bax and his men all by himself. Capture of Teanshi Vaava A Ununsal job for Tahen and he tracked down the Asari Teanshi Vaava, a known pirate leader to Omega. Tahen after stealthy infiltrating her compound. He managed to capture Teanshi after killing her guards and delivered her to the client. Connections C O N N E C T I O N S Jiersa Beeri A Asari merc that Tahen met during his starting years as a merc and would later befriend. Working on several jobs together and became close friends. Druri Niol Tahen's younger brother who, unlike Tahen, did not take up the Compact and moved to the Citadel. The two are in regular contact. Okasu Niol Tahen's younger sister, who, like Druri has not taken up the Compact and currently lives with Druri on the Citadel. She is in regular contact with Tahen and She wishes that he would stop being a merc.

Physical Details ◢ Muscular build for a Drell and standing at 6'1. Blue and black skin with several scars on his face and neck and bright blue lips. Tends to wear light Guardian armor in combat. While wearing the standard uniform on duty and off duty. He wears a grey or dark blue collar shirt with black pants. Personal History ◢ Tahen was born like most Drell on the Hanar homeworld of Kahje. The eldest of three and living in one of the several climate-controlled dome cities. Growing up, Tahen was raised mainly by his father as his mother was still serving the Compact. A drive to honor the Hanar that saved their people was something that his father would remind him often. However, Tahen wished that he could see his mother more often and not on missions. Regardless, Tahen and his siblings often played with each other in the meantime and were raised in traditional Drell ways. Something that left a strong impression on him. When Tahen was ten was when the horrible news came to light, for his mother had developed Kepral's Syndrome. A well-known Drell and an incurable illness that left the family devastated. Which despite the news and protests from Tahen and his siblings, Tahen's mother still chose to honor the Compact and would go on more missions until she was too ill to continue. She would die soon after, and Tahen would never understand why her mother chose to do this. To serve and honor the Compact instead of being with her family during her final days, starting to view the Compact and honoring it as unfavorable. Years later, when he was fourteen did, tragedy strike his family again when his father developed Kepral's Syndrome. On his father's deathbed, did he wish for Tahen to take up the Compact like his mother before him. Tahen had reservations about it but ultimately decided on honoring his father's last wish. It helped that Tahen knew that his siblings would be well cared for without him, and he quickly took up the Compact. Being trained as an assassin, Tahen spent seven years serving the Hanar. Hunting and killing those the Hanar deemed to be killed. It was during this time that he started to question the Compact. Sure helping the Hanar with tasks that were difficult for them was one thing. But being used as a weapon for them to do their dirty work. It did not feel right to Tahen felt more like this was a mistake. Which finally, Tahen convinced the Hanar to release him from the Compact. Now free from his binds, Tahen started to think about what to do with his newfound freedom. With few skills outside of killing, Tahen chose to become a mercenary and spent the next three years doing mercenary work. It was just after a job that, while was completed, it left Tagen badly injured to the point that he had to use most of his money to cover the medical costs. Now very low on funds, he needed to earn money fast and started to have second thoughts about being a mercenary, and that was when a message come to him about an offer from ExoGeni. After thinking about it, despite some reservations, he chose to accept the offer and headed to Eden Prime to see what awaited him. Combat Analysis ◢ Having taken up the Compact and been trained as a deadly assassin by the Hanar from a young age. Tahen prefers to engage his targets from close range if possible. Using a combination of stealth, biotics, martial arts, and firearms to kill his targets. Making him a deadly close combat specialist. Reason for Vacating Previous Situation ◢ Tahen needed money quickly after a nearly disastrous job that while was completed. It left him badly injured, and he had to use most of his funds to afford the costs of medical treatment. So he chose to accept the offer from ExoGeni, despite him having some reservations about it. Now waiting to see what awaits him on Eden Prime.

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The Black Delta

Kjetil Svendsen

Kjetil Svendsen

Norgardian | 32 | Male

Appearance

Standing at 6'2 and having a muscular build due to training and years of fighting. He has long red hair that almost extends to his chest, along with a full red beard, and has in both his hair and beard braids in them. Mainly at the end points of his hair and beard. He has a pale complexion, and while his face does not have scars, his arms, chest, and back have several. He carries himself like a warrior, there is no mistaking it. Tends to have a serious look on his face most of the time.

Personality

Kjetil can be described as a stoic and, at times, an emotionless person, along with being a religious person. This is due to years of being a warrior in service of a religious warrior cult and despite leaving the cult. He can still be a religious and passionate person, especially when it is not rage, and can be a reliable ally and friend. Though only if you win his trust, and he is slow to trust others. Though once that trust is broken, then it is hard to regain his trust. As a result of his training, he uses his anger in combat. It is actually hard to make him angry outside of combat since he can control it and only will get angry if someone really tries or said something happens that he takes personally. And he can be rather cold to someone that he dislikes.

Background

• Profession: Warrior
• Class: Barbarian
• Heritage: Noble

History Kjetil was born the youngest of four to a noble family in Norgard and from early on. He had shown he had a warrior spirit in him. Always wanting to spar with his older siblings and pick fights with others of his age. He was given a noble education and when he was fourteen. His parents knowing full well of his warrior spirit and knowing that he as little chance of inheriting anything of note. They wanted him to have a good life regardless. It was then that his parents decided to give him to the Wolves of Ulfric. A religious warrior cult that being apart of it was considered a great honor to both Kjetil and his family, even if he had no choice in the matter.

For years Kjetil trained under the Wolves. Under strict training and learning their ways, praying exclusively to their patron deity, Ulfric, God of Wolves, Winter, and Battle. Kjetil was taught to tap into his anger and channel it into a primal fury. Becoming a warrior that by the time he was eighteen, Kjetil was almost a Wolf, but he still had one last test to see if he would truly join the cult. That test was going on a raid and prove that he had truly become one of them and earned his place among them by surviving his first battle.

He was sent along with a Norgardian raiding party that was heading to the lands of the Banians. There Kjetil, using his training and tapping into his anger. Kjetil entered into a primal fury and killed several Banians during the raid despite the injuries to his body. In the end, he would survive his first battle and come out with several kills and loot. The Wolves, upon his return, welcomed him and was officially made a member of the cult. It was one of the happiest days of his life and one he would not forget.

For ten years, he was in the cult and went on many raids. Kjetil did not just become a strong warrior but considered his fellow Wolves as family. Growing close to them and would grow close to one in particular. Ingunn was her name, a former commoner and one of the several women in the cult. The pair worked and did well together, and the two fell in love. While he knew the cult had no problems with Wolves getting together as long as it did not stop them from their duties. It started to make him think about things, and now he was with Ingunn. The life he started to want would not be possible within the cult. So after a deal of courage from both of them, the two ask the cult's leader Aslak for permission to leave the cult. Aslak noted how long they have been with them and how well they have served under Ulfric. So after much time, he finally decided not to allow them to leave the cult and that the two should be separated from each other.

Kjetil did not take this well, and the two were punished by Aslak. But this did not stop the two, and eventually, they were able to escape from the cult and flee to Thaegoradrim. There they tried to live a normal life in a village and hide from the cult as best they could. For a few years, this worked, and the couple lived happily there. However, it was hard for Kjetil to adjust to living there because of his warrior and noble background, but he tried his best and seemed to be getting the hang of it. More so once he learned that Ingunn was pregnant with their child. Then their happiness turned to tragedy.

One day the cult found them while Kjetil was in the fields and Ingunn was at their home. A group of five Wolves disguised as guards appeared at the village, and once they spotted Ingunn, they threw off their disguises and charged her. Roaring the cult's battle cry and Kjetil was able to hear the battle cry and instantly knew that the cult had found them. Rushing back home, he found Ingunn bloody and in the middle of fighting the Wolves. Rushing to her side and unleashed his primal fury on the Wolves. In the end, the Wolves were slain with help from the local guards, and while it left Kjetil wounded but alive. Ingunn was not so lucky and would die a short time after the fight from her wounds. With one last breath, she made Kjetil promise one thing, that he should live, and he knew what she meant by that. That he should not take revenge against the cult since it would be suicide, and she did not want him to die in a fruitless fight.

So after burying her body and knowing that the cult would be after him until he was dead. Kjetil, with the last of his coin, ventured far south to escape the cult and start a new life for himself. If he could, that is.

Reason for Travel
With a religious warrior cult wanting his head, Kjetil needed someplace where the cult could not find them, so he ventured far south on board the Skirmisher to escape from the Wolves of Ulfric and for a new beginning if he could manage that.

Motivation/Goal
Keeping his promise to his late wife that he will live and not throw his life away for a fruitless fight. Also, seeking a new life away from the reach and eyes of the Wolves of Ulfric.

Capabilities

Years spent as a warrior in the Wolves of Ulfric had made Kjetil a strong warrior, and knows his way around several weapons, including his fists. He personally favored axes and shields. Often using his anger to unleash a fury of strong but quick blows and relies on brute force in battle. Due to his training, he has survived blows that would greatly wound others and has developed a high pain tolerance, along with being a skilled sailor from his years on raids with his fellow Norgardians.

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Tu Zin · In collaboration with |@Exit]Tu Zin · In collaboration with @Exit ____________________________________________________________________________. Exit    It was still somewhat early in the day by the time Feyi and Reman had made it to where they were in one of the watchtowers. The desert Reman had just crossed the day before stretched for miles below them and eventually transitioned into more fertile land. Mountains in the distance cut jagged shapes out of the horizon and wrapped around behind them. The air too was cooler and cleaner up here and the crisp breeze carried with it a hint of the taste of the ocean. ”Different from home, isn’t it?” Feyi asked as she leaned out of the side of the tower and let the wind dance in her hair. ”Is it what you expected?” Theyra    Reman was busy looking all around. For most of his life it was only desert that existed beyond the walls and now that he has proven that there is more than just sand and wasteland in the world. It made him happy despite the circumstances that led him here. ”Much different Feyi,” Reman leaned out of the side of the tower with her. Letting the wind brush against his face and hair. ”It is better than what I expect actually,” he let out a relaxed chuckle. “I did not expect to see green on the other end of the Si Wong Desert and a thriving town to boot.” Reman let out another chuckle, “And the most amazing part of it is that you knew of this place and…. and… I mean the oldest information about this place I could find is a century old and it was a guess that this place was still around and yet.” Reman looked around again and could only be amazed that not only is there life beyond the walls but thriving life. “Here I am in Tu Zin and with you all because of a explosion back at the city.” Reman sighed in amazement, it is truely something where life takes you something.” Exit    ”It was only because you also knew of it that I was willing to try. I’m only sorry I didn’t tell you when I left. I wasn’t sure who I could trust but… in a way, you did convince me to leave which saved my sister.” She turned to Reman, smiling warmly at him. ”Thank you for that. But now that you know what I’ve been up to, what about you? Why… I mean I know you wanted to see the world but why’d you leave? How did you end up with all of these people?” Feyi pulled herself back into the tower and turned herself around, leaning against the railing with her back turned to the horizon. Her hands were propped behind her, giving Reman her full attention. There was a well of curiosity in her eyes. Theyra    Reman could only sigh at the thought and lean backwards and stood in front of her. ”Well it started when my family sent me to the Synergy Storage Facility to meet with the Moons for a deal. Basically, they wanted to replace the pipe runners with our drones so I was sent out to test and gauge the conditions the drones will be under. I was supposed to leave the city and travel along the pipe with Jin and Miss Moon. Then the explosion happened while we were still inside but it did not harm us. Jin turned out to be an airbender and I did not want him to die out in the wasteland and well I knew of Tu Zin so I came along to guide him there. And I met up with the others at the outpost and we barely got out alive in Jin’s car and well the rest is history.” Then Reman’s face and tone turned serious. ”But something else happened that day at the storage facility that I do not know why it happened. For some reason two of the people with us at the facility attack us. I mean they tried to strangle me and Sumire. And because Jin wanted out of the city as fast as possible. We did not really have time to figure out why they attacked us and it may be related to the explosion or I do not know really.” Reman shrugged and looked at the horizon for a short time before speaking again. “Just something I have been thinking about since we left the city.” Exit    ”Actually… that sounds very similar to the creatures in Gao Ling.” Feyi replied, crossing her arms and furrowing her brow. ”Actually exactly like them.” Her eyes fixed on Reman’s ”You might know this already but every city that was hit with a bomb is irradiated. We were taught in the city that if anyone enters it, they’ll get sick… and they do, but not in the way they think.” ”There are people in there but not… regular people. They’re violent like the ones that attacked your friends. Mindless. Dead, we think. The running theory is that after the bombs were dropped, any bodies that were not completely destroyed became possessed… with spirits. And we only know this because we’ve sent people in there. They start to lose their minds until whoever is inside is completely taken over and replaced by something that just wants to kill. Not even eat. Just… It’s horrific.” Feyi shook her head. ”But… we also discovered that on rare occasions, someone will return a Bender. That’s how Tu Zin got its first one. Unye.” Theyra    Reman furrowed his brow, “Spirits possessing people… synergy is energy we get from the spirit portal in Republic City but, I have not heard spirits possessing people. That and maybe producing a Bender.” Reman thought for a bit in silence before looking at Feyi and spoke. “So it is tied together and that would explain-ish why the explosion revealed Benders in the city or made them I guess. And then spirits possessed the two people in the room and…” Reman pondered for a moment, “Does that mean more people were possessed that day? I never did know what happened to the spirit possessed person that was not killed. Maybe Ms. Moon has it somewhere or something and…” Sounding a bit annoyed, “Well too late to know now or I could ask the others if they saw something. I did not really talk to them about that day, I was too focused on getting Jin out of dodge and not dying.” So Reman let out a long sigh, ”Some answers and more questions it seems. But, the spirits or synergy or both is at the heart of it and I wonder what it means.” Then he let out a short chuckle, “There goes exploring old ruins and I guess I am at a loss of what to do now.” Reman then looked at Feyi’s eyes and then quickly looked away. “Still at least I am with you, someone that I know and can trust and not with total strangers.” Exit    Feyi smiled. ”Being away from everything you know makes you appreciate the few things you do. My life. My sister.” She looked at Reman. ”Of course, there’s never going to be anyone you trust more than me.” She threw him a wink. ”Which means I’ll be helping you get to the bottom of this Bender business. It is interesting to know that somethings similar happened in the city but it does bring up a good question…” ”Why didn’t you change?” Theyra    ”Change? Why didn't I change….?” Reman thought for a bit, ”Not sure to be honest. Let’s see, it was me, Jin, Sumire, Ms. Moon, her bodyguard and those two people in that room when the explosion went off. Jin was a Air Bender, me, Sumire and Ms. Moon’s bodyguard were not affect and you know what happen to those two people and Ms.Moon….” Reman was thinking if he should tell Feyi that Ms. Moon is a firebender but he can trust her right? ”Well Ms. Moon has her own problems now and either way. I guess maybe it is random? I mean only a small number of people became Benders or maybe there is something else in play?” Reman shook his head annoyed, ”I do not know where to begin to figure out this mystery, you have any ideas?” Exit    ”We could ask Unye. Being the only person to successfully return a Bender from Gao Ling, he might know more about what happened than anyone else if it’s a similar change. Otherwise, I’m not really sure where to look. There aren’t a lot of people questioning what is happening in irradiated zones. They mostly keep away. The crazier ones, or the more desperate ones, are the only people going in there for supplies.” Theyra    ”That sounds like a plan, maybe he saw or felt something that we do not know about. Hmmm,” Reman crossed his arms. “I almost wish I had access to my family’s library but since the city is anti bender so I kinda doubt I could find the information I want about this. So yeah let’s ask Unye about this and see where we can go from there. Who knows maybe the others will help us with this.”

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Of Steel and Hope

Mirko Iskra

So maybe living in the outer colonies had some benefits after all. Mirko thought he would watch the students from Mars get sick during their trip to the moon. A thought he would never ever think of a good thing about living in the outer colonies but seeing the Martian cadets lose their lunch and were sick for a good portion of the trip. It made him glad he is used to zero G, unlike the Martians. However, he did not really try to talk to anyone during the trip. Mainly kept to himself and, like the rest of the outer colony cadets. Plenty of time to talk with his fellow cadets once they have reached the Doppler and not when people are sick and losing their lunch.

Still, Artyom did give him some advice on what to expect, and he was not joking about the strict military procedures. Mirko kinda wished he was joking but either way, he got through it, and the shower at the end was nice. Good showers were a rarity back home at Vesta, despite him staying with Artyom for a bit on Mars and getting great showers there. It was still nice, even for the limited time he had.

Standing for an hour in file doing nothing, waiting for an old man to show up and give a speech. It sucked, but he endured it and only wished that somehow the whole thing was more bearable. Yes, it is probably a military thing or something but did they need to have them stand for an hour just for a speech? Not to him, and still, he understood was the old man said and about the lances.

And now, after all, that was over, he was now in a room with some cadets. No one was talking, and during the silence, Mirko tried to get a feel for his fellow cadets, and he recognized one, an outer colonist like him from the trip. The others, no clue, really, and he was tempted to say something. But he chooses to remain silent and wait for someone to speak up, if anyone at all did that before their instructors arrived. So the other outer colony colonist chose to speak up and break the ice. Aron Krol is his name, after him that Mirko had the confidence to talk. "Mirko Iskra," he said with his right hand slightly raised. "Also, former miner in the outer colonies and maybe Aron. But I feel like we are due to more talking and not getting into our mechs today. So yeah, more jerking around."