Major GM-controlled characters


[hider=General Leopoldo Cortes, Leader of the Anti-Government Forces]
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Name: Leopoldo Cortes

Age: 47

Gender: Male

Nationality: Valverdan

Occupation/ Employer/ Rank: General, anti-government forces

Psyche: Cortes is a man of immense pride, even arrogance. He believes greatly in discipline, self-sacrifice, and clean living- he never drinks, smokes, or swears, though he will tolerate this behavior in others. He is something of a conservative stick in the mud, unwilling to accept new ideas or "unmanly" behavior. Despite his impatient attitude, Cortes takes the responsibilities of leadership very seriously and treats the troops under his command with great respect.

History: Cortes was born into a well-off landowning family in the rural areas, operating a fairly successful plantain farm. With his older brothers set to inherit the farm, Leopoldo was free to choose a different road. He was the first Cortes to attend a university, and from there accepted a commission in the military- a respectable career path for a man of good conservative family. He took to the rigors of military life extremely well, and his serious-mindedness and sobriety were held up as examples to other officers. In the mid-90s, Cortes was among the young up-and-comers of the Valverdan military to be sent to the United States for special anti-narcotics training at the controversial School of the Americas. 

Extremely popular with his men and well-liked by the establishment, Cortes was the first name on the officer rolls to receive promotion when Ochoa was elected in a landslide. Jumping from Colonel to General overnight, Cortes was the logical choice to be placed in charge of the President's new Army Anti-Narcotics Division, a move that received massive acclaim.

It was a meaningless, hollow title. Cortes found that his job had become mostly to give interviews on television and crack down on El Presidente's enemies under the flimsy guise of "drug-related offenses". Cortes grew more and more embittered with the deceit as the years dragged on, but continued to keep his mouth shut and do his duty.

Cortes finally lost his temper six months when ordered to apologize to a cartel capo who had killed several of his men. Cortes turned on El Presidente, his men loyally following him. His reputation alone has brought many other military figures around, and the cash (and sale of cocaine) has allowed him to purchase the services of several others, along with foreign mercenaries. Now, victory is within his grasp. Cortes' main goal to expose Ochoa for the hypocrite and liar he is, and international law is only a slight boundary in his mind.
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[hider=Marten Loos, gangster and mercenary]
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Name: Marten Loos

Age: 44

Gender: Male

Nationality: Dutch

Occupation/ Employer/ Rank: Mercenary, anti-government forces. Former Captain, Netherlands Marine Corps.

Psyche: Marten Loos has lived his life according to the principle of unmitigated and unapologetic self-interest. Accordingly, Loos is both greedy and something of a coward, though he feels deep shame about the latter. His experiences in Afghanistan have left him with a mild case of PTSD, which he self-medicates with alcohol.

History: Born in Rotterdam, Loos was something of a drifter early in life, unable to decide exactly what he wanted to do. He muddled his way through college, earning a degree in Russian Literature while mostly keeping himself in excellent condition. Loos passed the rigorous tests to join the Netherlands Marine Corps after graduating, mostly because he figured a few years of service in a respected force would look good on a resume and help him land a cushy job in London or Paris, somewhere cool.

Despite his lack of pure motives, he was still selected to ship out to Afghanistan and join the Dutch forces in Uruzgan. There, finally, Loos was confronted with the reality of his decision. Men under his command were dismembered and killed by IEDs. While he led his troops with a sort of minimum competence, in reality Loos was barely holding himself together. 

Finally, after seeing one too many legs blown off, he cracked under the pressure and confined his men to the relative safety of their camp, refusing to go out on routine patrols. While he soon came to his senses and realized the magnitude of his mistake, the damage had been done.

His superior officer was surprisingly sympathetic, arguing to a disciplinary board that Loos had acted only out of concern for his men's safety. In the end, the higher-ups were unwilling to compromise the reputation of the Marines in front of their American and British allies. Rather than receiving a court-martial, Loos was promoted to Captain and quietly dismissed from service with a full pension.

Even Loos saw the injustice of it. The shame forced him out of Holland, and he ended up settling an ocean away, on the Dutch island of Curacao just off the coast of Venezuela. A tropical paradise full of rum and beautiful women, just what he had dreamed of. And yet it seemed so hollow. He took to drinking in a futile attempt to erase the guilt and the sight of bombing victims. 

In his self-imposed exile, Loos fell in with the No Limit Soldiers, a group that fell somewhere between street thugs and sophisticated and organized gangsters. They were one of the primary links in the chain between the cocaine cartels in Valverde and the massive demand for crack in Amsterdam. Loos' military past, checkered as it was, saw him take the role of training the young thugs who made up the muscle for the No Limit Soldiers.

When Cortes took over the cocaine trade and began putting out feelers for mercenaries to swell his army, Loos jumped at the chance. Not only was the man paying top dollar, this represented a chance for the No Limit Soldiers to get in good with the new power. And maybe, just maybe, he could do things right this time.

Loos, in the guise of a Dutch businessman, was stationed within the city of Esmarcion itself and placed in command of several other foreign mercenaries in the employ of Cortes. When the time was right, they were to retrieve their hidden weapons and commit acts of sabotage and ambush that would aid the advance into Esmarcion. 
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