McDougal "Shadow of Luna"

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Born to the moon colonies and having lived there most of his life, young McDougal found out that living in space is hard work enough without all the rules and regulations that the monarchy so intensely imposed upon them. Within the free men he found a home to himself, like minded individuals each doing for the cause what they see as best course of action. And when the war picked up pace, he was naturally drawn to the ranks of Beacons. McDougal starts his battles long before enemy is in sights, a natural trapper and saboteur, he uses explosives and on planet surface even more heinous contraptions, to funnel his enemies into specifically designed kill zones where escape is nearly impossible once McDougal opens fire from the shadows, lobbing grenades and directing the fire of his comrades in arms. Often times tough he is loathe to abandon his lovingly crafted creations even if enemy is bringing the heavy ordnance to rain death upon him. So going to missions with this freeroaming commando, one can expect radio silence and disobeyed orders. The only guy in Beacons known to have pried McDougal from his carefully setup ambush site, when mission went awry, is one Isaac Bellhan.

**Arsenal** 

Basic rifle without anything noteworthy about it except the ridiculous killrank etched on its side.
While the rifle itself is standard issue, the extras are anything but, scope almost the lenght of gun itself can spot and track floating objects even in the vast darkness of space. And the sound suppressing system that largely helped McDougal earn his nickname.

Caught offguard close up, McDougal resorts to his combat knife, in witch use he is quite deadly, tough seen enough comrades cleaved in twain he has developed his own philosophy "Never cross swords with a templar!"

Almost always carries with him enough hightech explosives to turn a warship into pile of molten slag.

**Armor**

McDougal has sacrificed much of his armors protective qualities for speed and sound suppression, befitting his indirect style of warfare. He believes strongly that caught behind enemy lines is a death sentence that no amount of fibers and plates can undo.

**AI**

In ambush sites days before enemy arrival McDougal can be heard chatting happily with his AI "Jenny" An invaluable ally to McDougal constantly calculating blast radius and shot trajectories for her master. The way he grins, laughs and looks to horizon during these conversations has spawned rumors that Jenny has been named and programmed after a dead loved one, McDougal has never confirmed these rumors tough he has never denied them either.