Aʟᴏɴɢ Cᴀᴍᴇ ᴀ Sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ
INVENTORY
Equipment
- A set of armor cobbled from various pieces of plastoid, durasteel, and betaplast
- A cutlass-like blade made from electro-bisento, complete with plasma filament
- A BARM-ST12 scattergun
- A bandolier of various pistols, but seems to favor his ZV2 compact heavy blaster pistol
Vehicle(s)
- The Black Ember, his flagship Vakbeor-class frigate modified for piracy
STRENGTHS
Raider Commander: Between his years with the Maw and his own pirate career, Raa'khem has mastered the tactics of plunder.
Arachnid: As a Harch, Raa'khem is afforded many natural abilities, namely deadly ability to use six, arm-like limbs in combat. Additionally, should it come to a last resort, Raa'khem has a nasty, venomous bite.
WEAKNESSES
Selective Loyalty: Since the death of his original commander, he has shown an ideology of respecting strength over institutions. If he believes an ally is weak, his instinct is to either challenge them or abandon them.
Arachnophobia: His physiology is that of a predatory arachnid. Many can find this unsettling, and it makes him not the best face to interact with....even among his fellow Mawsworn.
HISTORY
Raa’khem never speaks of his life before the Brotherhood of the Maw - even to him it is dead history. He stepped into the Maw through the chieftain known as Maweth, whose tribe prized survival and cold brutality above wild faith. A Harch by birth, Raa’khem found the Maw's violence natural. He won fame not by berserk rage but by systematic cruelty - he sealed corridors, poisoned air plus let dread weaken victims before he struck. He was soon put among the many in the Brotherhood's buccaneers.
Maweth died in glory when Csilla burned, and thus released Raa’khem from his first oath. He voiced no grief and sought no revenge - he took the event as proof of a belief he already held: leaders are fuel to spark the flames of others. Maweth had burned as intended. When the Brotherhood split, and its banners dropped - Raa’khem slipped into open space. He kept the Buccaneer tactics but served no lost cause. In that void his flagship, the Black Ember, turned into the core of a fresh tribe - a wandering band of raiders, pressed spacers and ruined pirates held together by plain law, shared loot or unending threat.
Across those years Raa’khem studied the old tales of Tak Rennod: the evidence that piracy can outlast empires. He nursed dread, urged survivors to carry his name and built each raid into a tale built to last. Now fragments of the Maw cluster again beneath
St. Thomas Barran
and Raa’khem senses a familiar pull. The enigmatic Khan may be a chieftain worth following, a flag to challenge or only another flame to burn as Maweth once did. Nevertheless, the Black Ember has begun its turn toward the assembling dark....
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