Zon-Kuthon Sacrifice

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97 posts. Alias of Andrew Van Werkhoven.


Full Name

Devereux 'Shade' Atkinson

Race

Nazzadi

Classes/Levels

Sergeant Major

Gender

Male

Size

5'11"

Age

46

About Devereux Atkinson

Primary Attributes
Agility:8/10
Intellect:4
Perception:8/10
Presence:5
Strength:9/11
Tenacity:9/11

Secondary Attributes
Actions:2/3
Movement:37/9 YPT / 47/11 YPT
Orgone:11/12
Reflex:6/8
Vitality:14/16
Drama Points:10

Skills
Artist - Adept (3)
Athletics - Adept (3)
Culture - Novice (2)
Observation - Adept (3)
Stealth - Adept (3)
Survival - Adept (3)
Fighting - Adept (3)
Dodge - Adept (3)
Marksman - Adept (3)
Persuade - Novice (2)

Assets
Authority 2 (High ranking non-commissioned)
Ally 1 (The Eldritch Society)
Commendation 1 (Medal of Bravery)
Driven 2

Drawbacks
Chronic Pain 2
Code
(I will always avenge an insult against my unit
I cannot fail in my service, I will succeed or die trying
I will avenge the deaths of my loved ones) 2
Depressive 2

Equipment
Sentrytech Mk-V Armor - Hvy, Concealable Armor Vest w/Trauma Plates, +1/+1
CS:40 Defender
Ordinary Clothing
Swiss Army Knife w/Laser Pointer

Background

'...And so, I am asking you to cease the fighting, think through these words I have spoken and ask yourselves, ask ourselves, who are we really.'

With the words of Field Marshal Vreta ringing in his ears, Devereux's whole world came crashing down, his beliefs, his honour at fighting for his god, everything he had ever been taught was a lie. Before, he had been the commander of his own unit, a loyal member of the military, had been awarded a medal of bravery for his role in exterminating the human pests. Now, he was just a copy of the creatures he fought to destroy, created by an alien race to do their dirty work, everything he had fought for was for naught.

For the next week he went through the motions along with the rest of his unit, and then Field Marshall Kyrsa replied and it was if a dam broke, all the pent up emotions broke free. He broadcast too his command that they were a free people, those who weren't with him were against him. Half his unit came forwards, the other half turned on them. The insuing battle was brief and bloody, he was the only survivor, left lying in a pool of his, and his friends blood, before finally passing out...

20 Years later.

Devereux has picked up the pieces of his life, and even though he still suffers from depression, the original feelings of betrayel burning strong in him, the faces of those he was forced to kill forever in his mind, he has reforged himself a place in the NEG Army, taking the fight to his allies enemies, working towards the day he can oneday take revenge on those who created him.

Apperance
Devereux stands 5'11", and has bought fully into the custom of his people of expressing themselves through their tattoes. His skin is covered with intricate white lines, each representing a friend or family member who has died in the never ending war, each marking that is added feeding fuel to the ever burning flame of vengance inside him. His is bald, with a square jaw. But what nobody sees are the scars, his chest is covered in the remnants of that fight all those years ago, and he has a slight pained look everytime he breathes in. His clothes are neatly pressed, and he carries himself with an air of authority.

Personality
Despite loosing everything, who is has stayed the same, his strong sense of loyalty, his sense of duty, and his passionate defense of those he cares about. But through all this he feels empty inside, prone to bouts of depression and anger.

The fight all those years ago left more then just emotional scars, his insides took extensive treatment to patch together, and he is in constant pain, which is managed, but never gone.