Name: Rakavet Kaldaria
Homeworld: Forgeworld Opus Macharius
Imperial Divination: 85 - “Thought begets Heresy; Heresy begets Retribution.” Increase Strength by +3
Fit For Purpose - Add +3 to Will.
Stranger to the Cult - Take a -10 regardin the Imperial Creed, and a -5 on any Fellowship tests involving the Ecclesiarchy.
Credo Omnissiah - Start play the Technical Knock Talent.
Opus Macharius - Add the Bulging Biceps and Light Sleeper Talents at the cost of -5 to Perception..
- Electro-Graft: Allows access to data ports and certain types of data nets.
- Electoo Inductors: Can be used to emit or siphon power in many ways.
- Respirator Unit: Grants a +20% bonus to resist airborn toxins and gas, contains a vox-synthesiser.
- Cyber-Mantle: Acts as a sub-dermal anchorage point.
- Potentia Coil: Powers the various cybernetic implants of the TechPriest
- Cranial Circuitry: Upgrade to the brain itself.
Outsider Looking In - Treat the disposition of all members of the Mechanicus as two steps lower than usual.
Soul of Iron - All Interaction Tests against a Magos suffer a -30 penalty. Gains an additional success with Forbidden Lore (Archeotech) or Tech-Use.
Armour Monger - Increases all armour worn by +2 points each day so long as he has an hour to prepare it.
Heightened Senses (Eyes) - Gain +10 on sight based checks
Unnatural Intelligence x2 - Double Intelligence bonus, add two successes.
Weapon Skill: 45
Ballistic Skill: 48
Intelligence: 54 (Unnatural Intelligence x 2)
All skills marked in Italics are trained.
Awareness - Perception (24) - 24% - 34% for eyes
Common Lore (Machine Cult) - Intelligence (54) - +10 - + 20 - 74%
Tech Priest Talents
Backpack - Allows the carrying of stuff
Medi-Kit - +20 Medicae Tests
Weapons and Armour
Las carbine and 2 charge packs,
Best Quality Cybernetic Arms - +10 to Agility tests using the limb and +10 to Strength checks with it.
Rank 1 - 0 - 499 - Technographer
Rank 2 - 500 - 999 - Mech-Wright
Rank 3 - 1000 - 1999 - Electro-Priest
Rank 4 - 2000 - 2999 - Secutor
Rank 5 - 3000 - 4999 - Myrimidon
Rank 6 - 5000 - 6999 - Centurius
Rank 7 - 7000 - 9999 - Magnus - Malatek
Rank 8 - 10,000 - 12,999 - Magos Militant
Rank 9 - 13,000 - 16,999 - Magos
Strikingly tall, Rakavet often towers over normal humans, and has a heavy, muscular physique usually hidden beneath his robes. His dark skin is slightly sallow from too many hours indoors, working away at various experiments and theories. His head is clean shaven and his eyes a glowing, almost luminous green. He also has, when needed, aple white Electoo Inductors that appear in patterns across his face, body and limbs, forming arcane equations and prayers to the Omnissian in machine cant and binary.
Rakavet is heavily augmented, as befits a Tech-Priest of his station. However, he has taken some pains to retain at least the majority of his human appearance. His face is currently unaugmented, bar his eyes, and his limbs are formed to look similar to human ones in shape and colour. Despite this they are obviously augmetics when seen up close. He also has sub-dermal armour plating, creating bulges beneath his skin.
Most notably, Rakavet has the cyber mantle all member of the Mechanicus has, his taking the form of a heavy set of metal and machinery running down his spine. From this there are various data ports and sockets, as well as the three mechadendrites he currently uses, arranged in a triangular fashion.
Rakavet will often wear the dragonscale armour of his order, the fine silver set covered in his red robes of office and bearing the Opus Mechanicus. The helmet is unusually smooth, with a single sensor in it’s centre. Rakavet also keeps a well made and maintained set of carapace armour for more subtle missions.
It often surprises people how personable Rakavet is. Although certainly not the most friendly of humans, he certainly isn’t as cold or socially awkward as most Tech-Priests, having made some effort to retain his humanity despite his augmetics. He refuses to undergo the Rite of Pure Thought, and has only allowed a Cortex Implant to keep his brain truly working.
Still, Rakavet is fanatically devoted to the Omnissiah, and views both alien technology and that tainted by the warp as abominable. His personal belief is that the Omnissiah intended to Mechanicus to show the future of mankind via the merging of flesh and machine, not the supplantation of flesh by machine, citing the various, disastrous attempts to make artificial life and the fact that the pinacles of technology require both as evidence.
He is also vaguely heretikal in his belief that the Mechanicus should serve more as doctors that priests to machines, understanding their function and how to make them run most efficiently rather than simply tending to their spirits with prayers and performing maintenance as ritual.
Currently cut off from the bulk of the Mechanicus and considered a borderline Heretek by some within his own order, Rakavet has only become more dogged in his personal beliefs.
Born among the Facotrums and Titan Bays of Opus Macharius, it was no great shock to anyone when Rakavet Kaldaria was discovered to be Fit For Purpose and inducted into the ranks of the Machine Cult. A strong body combined with a superior mind meant that he was an ideal candidate. Within due course he received the first of the Omnissiah’s gifts, the basic augmentation common to all Tech-Priests, and was assigned to the service of the Legio Venetor, providing maintenance and blessings to the ground forces of the Skiitari.
Rakavet therefore grew up in the shadow of the greatest of the Omnissiah’s bounty, his mightiest avatars of war. Even if too junior to service the great machines he had the privilege of watching the mightiest engines of war take life and walk, heard the talk of their crews and Enginseers; He hoped, one day, to serve on one himself.
During a campaign to retake the War World of Protasia the Legio Venetor was dispatched, in the hope that the Titans would quell any further notions of rebellion through their sheer dominance of the battlefield. With no Titans to face them the only danger lay in the larger defenses. It should have been a simple campaign with no losses.
It therefore came as a shock when rumours reached the main force that the Warlord Titan Sanctus Espiritus had been felled. But the leaders of the expedition didn’t confirm the news. No one was sure what was happening. Until Rakavet and several of his fellows were called into service.
It turned out the Titan had been badly damaged, one leg stuck within a simple enough trap. Essentially Sanctus Espiritus had been lured onto a mineshaft large enough to enclose it’s foot rigged with a huge quantity of explosives on top functioning as a massive mine. The charge was detonated and the Titan’s leg was noc trapped and damaged, unable to pulled out. Skiitari forces guarding the God-Machine were besieged.
And most worryingly, the expedition has been placed in the hands of an Ordo Malleus Inquistor named Copain rather than being left in the hands of the Mechanicus. It was he who had ordered a small cadre of field-ready Tech-Priests to be gathered. He didn’t say why.
A small fleet of Valkyrie transports guarded by Vulture Gunships was dispatched to rescue the downed machine. As they approached it soon became obvious that the defenders had been forced to withdraw into the God-Machine itself. The Titan’s weapons were functional, but ineffective at such close ranges. And around it were the rebel forces and...something else. Writing that made organic eyes weep and cybernetic ones show static. Something horrible.
As they approached, Inquisitor Copain explained what he needed of the Tech-Priests. What was happening below, he claimed, was a summoning ritual. The rebels were attempting to call into being a daemon within the blessed Titan. Worse, they wanted to modify it’s Void Sheilds into the opposite of a Geller Field, creating a patch of the Immaterium in the real world. Copain claimed it was insane, with no chance of success...but Chaos, as he called the enemy, sometimes thrived on the impossible.
If the Titan was tainted, there would be no way to bring it back into Imperial service. It would be lost. And it had to be ensured that the enemy didn’t get it’s might, either - such a Daemon Engine would be a terrible weapon.
Either the Tech=Priests saved Sanctus Espiritus, or they would kill it.
It was because of this that Rakavet was spared when the Rebels finally broke through and began to board Sanctus Espiritus. He heard across the Vox as his fellow Tech-Priests tried to fight back or finish the final repairs to bring the leg back online. He heard there screams and there prayers. And he heard, with a sickening finality, the voice of the Princeps as he calmly announced that the cockpit was under attack at that moment.
The explosives set and his task complete, Rakavet attempted to fight his way to continue the repairs, but was wounded and dragged back to a Valkyrie by a retreating defender. In a dazed, pain fuelled nightmare he watched as the transport departed. And therefore saw what rose when the ritual was completed. Sanctus Espiritus stood with a groan of metal and the sickening sound of ripping flesh. The voices of her crew screamed out one last time as the corrupted Titan rose, and that scream kept going, refusing to stop.
Rakavet looked down at the remote in his hand. And he pushed the trigger.
Deep within a core pulsing now with the energies of Chaos the charges detonated. Machine and Daemon-flesh alike were incinerated by a blast as hot as many suns as raw plasma errupted into the machine. And in a flash Sanctus Espiritus, the rebel army and the imperial forces were gone.
Copain was one of the few other survivors of the ordeal. Most of the survivors were Mind-Cleansed, but Rakavet was allowed to retain his knowledge in exchange for service with the Inquisitor. Shaken, he accepted. The encounter had left him questioning much of what he knew. The Inquisition would have answers, although Rakavet doubted they would be pleasant ones.
During his services, Rakavet chose to follow the Omnissiah as an Engine of War, joining the Elite ranks of the Secutors and forging himself into a destroyer. But he kept his mind clear of further augmentation. He had started to question the superiority of the machine over flesh in all things.
As he studied and learned from forbidden archives and strange places, Rakavet came to the conclusion that all past attempts to rid the machine of the weakness of flesh had ended in disaster. Indeed, wasn’t the Omnissiah in his manifestation as the Imperial Emperor considered one of the great heroes? Yet the Iron Men, pure machine beings, had nearly ended humankind.
Equally, the greatest of the machines built now - the vast warships and the Titans - required humans as much as the humans needed them. Rakavet began to conclude that it was not the removal of flesh that made a Tech-Priest closer to understanding, but rather the balance of mortal and eternal machine in one form.
Equally, he began to conclude that acting as priests to Machines wasn’t the only way. Instead of acting like a preacher, begging the machine-spirits for help, was it not wiser to make sure there physical form was perfect? Didn’t the Credo Mechanicus teach that all machine-spirits were the Machine God’s children? Then why were some so stubborn and unwilling to help? Rakavet came to a radical conclusion - that just like an ill patient, in pain and suffering, was often irritable and difficult, so too would a machine whose physical form was not in balance behave improperly.
Therefore, by tending more to the physical condition of the machine the spirit would better serve. Obviously, it would be insane to ignore the machine spirit completely, but the time spent of difficult ritual would be better spent on making sure everyone was perfect.
Thanks to his work with the Inquisition, Rakavet was now ranked as a Magos. But equally, the Mechanicus distrusted him. They had gotten wind of his research into Archeotech long forbidden, and his strange ideas. Although not declared a heretek, the Mechanicus began to view Rakavet with suspicion. This forced him to turn once again to the Inquisition as one of the few organizations that could, and would, support him.