Post by Narek Goloar on Apr 13, 2009 0:49:15 GMT
Name: Narek Goloar
Age: 24
Designation:
Height: 6'10"
Hair Color: Blonde
Physical Description:
Standing just under 7 feet and weighing almost 200 pounds, Narek is a disturbing sight. His skin is pale with a patchwork of burns on his upper body. He has large hands and stubby fingers, several of which are cybernetic replacements.Narek's face sports a large burn on his forehead and a small scar above his misshapen nose. He is missing a few teeth in the lower front of his mouth.
Personality:
Narek is stolid, dour, and very zealous. He takes all situations seriously and keeps a stern look on his face. This doesn't mean he's incapable of other emotions. As long as he is not in combat or debriefing, he'll risk a wisecrack. Most of the time, however, he appears as if he is in deep thought.
He has strong convictions in his duties and his faith. Entirely faithful to the Emperor, he can often be seen in the chapel praying, reading, or keeping the place clean. He gives every challenge he's best and weighs his choices quickly and effectively. This has made him a brutally efficient warrior.
Equipment:
Armour:
Scout Armour
- Left/Right Eye-HUD w/ Image Enhancement
- Live-Feed Tactical Pict-Caster
- InterSquad Vox Link
- Orbital Data Feed
- In-Field First-Aid System (Antiseptic/Liquid Painkiller Delivery)
- Waste Reclamation and Hydration System
Gear:
Standard Scout Equipment
- Personal Dataslate
- Rebreather Mask w/ 6 Hour Air Supply
- Dust Goggles / UV Protected, Non-Reflective Surface
- Position Marking Vox Beacons
- ChemLights
- Combat Rations
- FlexSteel Cord (100 ft) w/ Arrestor Gear and Mag-Grapple
- Grenade Bandolier
* 4x Frag
* 4x Krak
- Ammunition Pouches
* 12x Pistol magazines or 10x Straight/Sickle magazines or 6x Drum/Duplus magazines
Weapons:
Mk. 5b 'Godwyn' Pattern Bolter
Combat Knife
Frag Grenades
Krak Grenades
History:
Narek was born on Armageddon to a family of lowly forge workers and only twelve years before the Third War for Armageddon.
Ever since he could walk, he worked in a factory assembling grenades and upon the age of 9 he was granted the privelage of working on a lasgun assembly line. For the rest of his childhood he went through the day in a ceaseless routine of work and little rest. He knew his place, and hoped to one day become a foreman.
Due to the hazardous and often deadly environment Narek grew up in, he is missing a few fingers from metal presses. The most noticeable marks are the burns on his upper torso. While working in the factory, a fire broke out and the workers rushed out. Narek was heading for the exit when a cache of las cartridges blew and covered his torso with burning slag. Thankfully the other workers were able to clean most of it off and save him, but it still took four months to recover.
The Third War for Armageddon started shortly after his twelf birthday and Narek was separated from his family. He boarded a transport for evacuation, but the ship was shot down in transit. Narek and several other survivors scavenged the supplies and took shelter in a small cathedral. Here, Narek and the others held out for five days against ork raiders. On the last day, only Narek and three others were rescued from the church.
Luckily, their rescuers were the Adeptus Astartes, and upon seeing his resolute stand, he was invited to become an initiate in the Omega Marines.
Narek is a fresh recruit and hasn't seen that much action, but is ready to show that he is a strong and faithful servant of the Emperor.
Sample RP:
Narek finished the last of his prayers and opened his eyes. He was staring down the sights of his scavenged lasgun and awaiting the greenskins attack. He, like the other survivors, was tired and starving but for five days they had held this sacred place in hope of rescue and he wasn't about to give up yet.
The doors burst open in a display of fire and debris, and a horrific Waaaagh! filled the air. At least 20 orks came through the opening, much less than last time, and he opened fire. Quickly and precisely he executed two orks, singeing the flesh off their skulls. The others, not as lucky to have found a las weapon, used stubbers, autopistols, even rocks, to halt the advancing orks.
Next to him, Pasius Ortios' face folded inwards and a stream of blood leapt out. Through sheer firepower, the survivors were able to cull the greenskins. Seven orks were still closing, one was a Nob, carrying a huge axe, still covered in gore. The orks swarmed over their poorly built barricade and brought their choppas to bear. Narek swung his rifle-butt in the face of the closest ork. It stumbled backwards and Narek plunged his bayonet deep into the ork's throat. He looked around and saw that the others were losing the fight. The Nob and an ork were attacking some ganger. Narek fired and hit the ork square in the back. It crumbled in a burning heap. The Nob swung his axe and amputated the ganger's arm and turned on Narek. Narek aimed for the behemoth's head but it charged into him and knocked him to the floor. He rolled over, but the Nob picked him up and smashed his face with his fist. Narek was thrown into a saint's statue and fell to the floor. The Nob raised its axe. Narek moved just in time. He rushed the Nob and stuck his bayonet into its heart. The Nob tried to pull the blade out but crumpled to the floor and expired. Suddenly bolter fire filled the air and the remainder of the orks were slaughtered. Narek looked at the doorway and smiled. " The Emperor truly protects..."
( Rp is of Narek's time in the Third War for Armageddon.)
Age: 24
Designation:
Height: 6'10"
Hair Color: Blonde
Physical Description:
Standing just under 7 feet and weighing almost 200 pounds, Narek is a disturbing sight. His skin is pale with a patchwork of burns on his upper body. He has large hands and stubby fingers, several of which are cybernetic replacements.Narek's face sports a large burn on his forehead and a small scar above his misshapen nose. He is missing a few teeth in the lower front of his mouth.
Personality:
Narek is stolid, dour, and very zealous. He takes all situations seriously and keeps a stern look on his face. This doesn't mean he's incapable of other emotions. As long as he is not in combat or debriefing, he'll risk a wisecrack. Most of the time, however, he appears as if he is in deep thought.
He has strong convictions in his duties and his faith. Entirely faithful to the Emperor, he can often be seen in the chapel praying, reading, or keeping the place clean. He gives every challenge he's best and weighs his choices quickly and effectively. This has made him a brutally efficient warrior.
Equipment:
Armour:
Scout Armour
- Left/Right Eye-HUD w/ Image Enhancement
- Live-Feed Tactical Pict-Caster
- InterSquad Vox Link
- Orbital Data Feed
- In-Field First-Aid System (Antiseptic/Liquid Painkiller Delivery)
- Waste Reclamation and Hydration System
Gear:
Standard Scout Equipment
- Personal Dataslate
- Rebreather Mask w/ 6 Hour Air Supply
- Dust Goggles / UV Protected, Non-Reflective Surface
- Position Marking Vox Beacons
- ChemLights
- Combat Rations
- FlexSteel Cord (100 ft) w/ Arrestor Gear and Mag-Grapple
- Grenade Bandolier
* 4x Frag
* 4x Krak
- Ammunition Pouches
* 12x Pistol magazines or 10x Straight/Sickle magazines or 6x Drum/Duplus magazines
Weapons:
Mk. 5b 'Godwyn' Pattern Bolter
Combat Knife
Frag Grenades
Krak Grenades
History:
Narek was born on Armageddon to a family of lowly forge workers and only twelve years before the Third War for Armageddon.
Ever since he could walk, he worked in a factory assembling grenades and upon the age of 9 he was granted the privelage of working on a lasgun assembly line. For the rest of his childhood he went through the day in a ceaseless routine of work and little rest. He knew his place, and hoped to one day become a foreman.
Due to the hazardous and often deadly environment Narek grew up in, he is missing a few fingers from metal presses. The most noticeable marks are the burns on his upper torso. While working in the factory, a fire broke out and the workers rushed out. Narek was heading for the exit when a cache of las cartridges blew and covered his torso with burning slag. Thankfully the other workers were able to clean most of it off and save him, but it still took four months to recover.
The Third War for Armageddon started shortly after his twelf birthday and Narek was separated from his family. He boarded a transport for evacuation, but the ship was shot down in transit. Narek and several other survivors scavenged the supplies and took shelter in a small cathedral. Here, Narek and the others held out for five days against ork raiders. On the last day, only Narek and three others were rescued from the church.
Luckily, their rescuers were the Adeptus Astartes, and upon seeing his resolute stand, he was invited to become an initiate in the Omega Marines.
Narek is a fresh recruit and hasn't seen that much action, but is ready to show that he is a strong and faithful servant of the Emperor.
Sample RP:
Narek finished the last of his prayers and opened his eyes. He was staring down the sights of his scavenged lasgun and awaiting the greenskins attack. He, like the other survivors, was tired and starving but for five days they had held this sacred place in hope of rescue and he wasn't about to give up yet.
The doors burst open in a display of fire and debris, and a horrific Waaaagh! filled the air. At least 20 orks came through the opening, much less than last time, and he opened fire. Quickly and precisely he executed two orks, singeing the flesh off their skulls. The others, not as lucky to have found a las weapon, used stubbers, autopistols, even rocks, to halt the advancing orks.
Next to him, Pasius Ortios' face folded inwards and a stream of blood leapt out. Through sheer firepower, the survivors were able to cull the greenskins. Seven orks were still closing, one was a Nob, carrying a huge axe, still covered in gore. The orks swarmed over their poorly built barricade and brought their choppas to bear. Narek swung his rifle-butt in the face of the closest ork. It stumbled backwards and Narek plunged his bayonet deep into the ork's throat. He looked around and saw that the others were losing the fight. The Nob and an ork were attacking some ganger. Narek fired and hit the ork square in the back. It crumbled in a burning heap. The Nob swung his axe and amputated the ganger's arm and turned on Narek. Narek aimed for the behemoth's head but it charged into him and knocked him to the floor. He rolled over, but the Nob picked him up and smashed his face with his fist. Narek was thrown into a saint's statue and fell to the floor. The Nob raised its axe. Narek moved just in time. He rushed the Nob and stuck his bayonet into its heart. The Nob tried to pull the blade out but crumpled to the floor and expired. Suddenly bolter fire filled the air and the remainder of the orks were slaughtered. Narek looked at the doorway and smiled. " The Emperor truly protects..."
( Rp is of Narek's time in the Third War for Armageddon.)