Uriel
I Shall Know No Fear
Uriel of House Tyrae
NAME: Uriel
FACTION: Omega Protectorate
RANK: Master at Arms
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 31
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'4"
WEIGHT: 210 lbs
EYES: Steel grey
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: Mildly tanned
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
(+) Paragon of the Inquisition: Stoic to a fault, tactically minded, a keen shot with his bolter, at home in Crusader armour - he is a defining man of the Inquisition, loyal to their charge of wiping the face of the enemy off the Galaxy. Tactically minded and intelligent, Uriel is a soldier's soldier.
(+) Favoured Son: As a commander of a squad, he is charged with nothing short of excellence. He knows how to lead men through a battlefield, knows the art of war. He inspires loyalty and skill in those around him like a natural aura.
(+) Weaponmaster - When it comes to bolter-class weaponry and force technology, there are few equals in the Galaxy to Uriel's implacable might. Being so specifically trained in the Inquisition's tools of war, Uriel is a credit to his service.
(-) There Is Only War: He knows only the nature of war, with the Inquisition's training regimen. He is conditioned to fight. If he isn't fighting, he isn't happy. He can barely function if he is not in combat. Warfare and its surrounds
(-) Purge the Unclean: His hatred of those deemed unworthy of the Inquisition - the Sith, specifically - is legendary. He will kill Sith. It is what he was born to do - at all costs, including himself. Mercy is never an option. He carries a general distrust for Force-users; he is heavily biased against them, with a single exception (that of the Lord Inquisitor, Sarge Potteiger).
HISTORY: Nobody knows about the Inquisition or its true history; it is a secretive unit, designed only for purposes above and beyond that which mere mortals understand. However, all many can truly trace is this: a man named Uriel once lived on the world of Fondor, grew up, was a soldier - and then vanished without a trace. Months later, a man named Uriel entered the shadowy realm of the Inquisition, trained and ready for war as a sergeant in the ranks, commanding a squad of his own.
Who is he? Where did he come from? The Inquisition cares not. His commanding officer cares not.
Only that he wins.
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The Lord's Arsenal
Equipment
Mk.1 Crusader armour
Mk. 1 Dreadwalker
Primary Weapons
Mk.1 Bolter
Cylix Bolt Pistol
Force Sword
Optional Weaponry
Heavy bolter
Assault cannon
Disruptor rifle
Disruptor cannon
Rotary blaster cannon
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Mission Log
NAME: Uriel
FACTION: Omega Protectorate
RANK: Master at Arms
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 31
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'4"
WEIGHT: 210 lbs
EYES: Steel grey
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: Mildly tanned
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
(+) Paragon of the Inquisition: Stoic to a fault, tactically minded, a keen shot with his bolter, at home in Crusader armour - he is a defining man of the Inquisition, loyal to their charge of wiping the face of the enemy off the Galaxy. Tactically minded and intelligent, Uriel is a soldier's soldier.
(+) Favoured Son: As a commander of a squad, he is charged with nothing short of excellence. He knows how to lead men through a battlefield, knows the art of war. He inspires loyalty and skill in those around him like a natural aura.
(+) Weaponmaster - When it comes to bolter-class weaponry and force technology, there are few equals in the Galaxy to Uriel's implacable might. Being so specifically trained in the Inquisition's tools of war, Uriel is a credit to his service.
(-) There Is Only War: He knows only the nature of war, with the Inquisition's training regimen. He is conditioned to fight. If he isn't fighting, he isn't happy. He can barely function if he is not in combat. Warfare and its surrounds
(-) Purge the Unclean: His hatred of those deemed unworthy of the Inquisition - the Sith, specifically - is legendary. He will kill Sith. It is what he was born to do - at all costs, including himself. Mercy is never an option. He carries a general distrust for Force-users; he is heavily biased against them, with a single exception (that of the Lord Inquisitor, Sarge Potteiger).
HISTORY: Nobody knows about the Inquisition or its true history; it is a secretive unit, designed only for purposes above and beyond that which mere mortals understand. However, all many can truly trace is this: a man named Uriel once lived on the world of Fondor, grew up, was a soldier - and then vanished without a trace. Months later, a man named Uriel entered the shadowy realm of the Inquisition, trained and ready for war as a sergeant in the ranks, commanding a squad of his own.
Who is he? Where did he come from? The Inquisition cares not. His commanding officer cares not.
Only that he wins.
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The Lord's Arsenal
Equipment
Mk.1 Crusader armour
Mk. 1 Dreadwalker
Primary Weapons
Mk.1 Bolter
Cylix Bolt Pistol
Force Sword
Optional Weaponry
Heavy bolter
Assault cannon
Disruptor rifle
Disruptor cannon
Rotary blaster cannon
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Mission Log
- Rapture (Extermination of Kaltes) [Complete]
- Operation: Centurion (OP vs OS) [Complete]
- It's Hammer Time! [Abandoned]
- In Too Deep [Abandoned]
- Back to Belsavis [Complete]
- I Don't Trust Droids [Complete]
- Golden Sun [Complete]
- Backwater Hunting
- Protectorate Dominion of Duro [Complete]
- Satellite Mind
- Two Sides to the Credchit
- Kessel Run
- A Personal Favour