The low glow of an omni-tool could be seen by anyone who walked passed an alley on baker street as Tiberius stood leaning against one of the walls, He was armored up in his light Phantom armor which was primarily a dark cobalt blue with a jet back trim, on his shoulder plates he had his units emblem and there given name underneath it 'Pouncer', he helmet was similar in color and even had a small external real time holo-net camera on the left side it for when he was synced up with friendly units so they could see what he could see, while on the right he had a flashlight attachment.
Tiberius had followed the message coordinates to a location near to where he was, but now he waited and watched the entrance to the subway, while simultaneously watching the news though a side feed on the HUD of his helmet. Hearing some of what was said he could help but scoff, some of these people had not where else to go and where just trying to start over, now someone was trying to kick them out of what some might call home.
"Give me a break, stop trying to take away maybe the one hope these individual's have" he muttered under his breath. Glancing around the empty streets Tiberius couldn't help but get the feeling he was in a ghost town, not a single soul of any kind, no sound this place made him slightly on edge "Spirits, Where is everyone" he whispered himself before getting the answer he was looking for in the form of someone in black "Well well, what do we have here?" he watched from a distance as the individual broke open the gate, what the actual damage was he couldn't tell from this range.
Tiberius waited for a moment after the individual disappeared down into the subway before stepping out of the alley and moving across the street towards the subway entrance, and once he was at the gate he knelled down and picked up the chain that had kept the gate open and picked it up to examine in for a moment before standing and walking though, but not before closing the gate behind him and placing the broken chain over the gate "Some people seem to have been born in a barn as the humans would say" he whispered then started walking down the steps, his left talon went for the M-3 Predetor on his waist but didn't draw it just rested near it.
It didn't take him long to reach the bottom of the staircase, stopping for a moment he listened carefully and could hear the faint sound so something being moved around, what that something was he couldn't identify. As he started down the tunnel in the direction of the sound he had heard moments ago he began to hum to himself which echoed quietly around. As he neared the location he stopped and leaned against the wall, out in the open "You know your not as quiet as you think" he called out and waited for a reply.
His facial tattoo resembles one close to the one often seen on Palaven, it is two toned with Cyan and a dark blue, it goes across his nose, cheeks and mandibles.
Tiberius has a shrapnel burn on the left side of his face, near his left eye and on his left mandible and left cheek crest.
Tiberius has three cyan glow metal plates along his cheek crest.
Unless on assignment you'll often find Tiberius in some form of casual or light formal clothing. While nothing he wears screams 'designer', he does his best to maintain a clean professional image for both himself and his employer, whether acting as a liaison off the ship or setting an example for others aboard it.
However... this rule does not apply, for obvious reasons when tasked with a mission. Depending on the mission at hand he'll be wearing his armor, or dressed down to fit in. Leather jackets, dusters, windbreakers - his closet is full of an array of random articles of clothing suited for various purposes. Sometimes brute force isn't always the best way to get things done, as he's learned over the years... as of late he's been working no a more... subtle methods. Misdirection, disguise etc; to get close to a target and apprehend them. Of course when the chips are down, he'll armor up with no reservations.
Backstory:
Born and raised on Palaven Tiberius is the twin brother of Vepius, when at a young age the two could only be told apart by there eyes, Tiberius has little to no memory of his mother as she passed away just when he and is brother where learning to walk. But that did not stop the two from having a relatively normal life up until the age of 15 where the two where immediately drafted into the ranks of being a soldier, for a year everything seemed fine he and his brother where in the same unit that was until Tiberius started showing signs of being a biotic.
The Hierarchy immediately took notice and Tiberius was shipped off into a Cabal group. The bond between him, his teammates and Kabalim was slow, the small unit only consisted off eleven members and he was the newest, but over time their bond grew until they where a dangerous tight-knit group, they would spend the rest of there lives together, day in and day out, isolated form the rest of the main unit and called on for the most dangerous tasks, whether it be talking down a enemy high ranking officer or someone with in the hierarchy itself. As the years went by Tiberius learned how to pilot, sabotage, explosives and infiltration. He pushed himself to the limits, never backing down from a challenge, being the newest member in the unit he felt the need to push himself to keep up with everyone else and taking the Cabal motto to heart 'The intangible is unstoppable'.
During a training exercise on Illium, down in the hot jungles Tiberius's drop-ship came under attack by an unknown force that where hiding out, what was meant to be training exercise became a fight for survival as there drop-ship was hit critically and crashed landed, with the pilot and three Cabals injured upon touchdown the Kabalim order Tiberius and the other Cabals to take up a defensive perimeter. As the held there ground, it didn't take them long to figure out what was going on, they had stumbled upon a large group of heavily armed merc's, a distress call was made out while the Tiberius and the remaining Cabals defended the crash site until aid arrived in the form of another Cabal unit, once the two units where grouped up and the injured shuttled off world the two units spit up and made a two pronged attack on the merc's, any who where not killed during the four hour long fight, gave up and where apprehended. Once back on the Turian cruiser Tiberius checked up on the injured before moving to get information from some of the merc's, who at first where reluctant on giving any information, but over time Tiberius continued to pry at them until they gave him everything he needed, the information would then be delivered to the Hierarchy about the situation that had occurred.
Over the years Tiberius seemed to lose someone is his unit every few missions that they where sent on, all of them where brothers and sisters in arms, a family almost, it was not until he suffered a major loss, before grief and stress started to take its toll on him, and unfortunately as a result he was put on a perception of Eximo just to calm his nerves, Eximo only helped with the stress not the grief he felt, so it was offered that he go talk to some one just to clear his mind in a attempt to help him, but Tiberius refused and eventually with the help of Durso his Kalabim found his own way to deal with it, a way that would be able to still be fit for duty, a way to honor the ones he lost, and that was to visit them every so often.
When the Reaper war broke out Tiberius was 35 of age, he was considered old for a Cabal, while he had seen some of his squad mates get shipped off to desk work because of injury, Tiberius continued to push forward, he lived to be a Cabal he enjoyed the destruction that came with it. and when the reapers came he only saw it as another challenge for himself, however this challenge came with a cost while down on Palaven Tiberius witnessed the death of his father as the first few Reapers touched down, this left his with a dark pit in him as he then began to worry about his brother which in-turn only made his fight harder. During the Reaper war Tiberius's Cabal unit got the nickname Pouncer as they seemed to get the jump on the enemy and a lot of there engagements, but that is not to say that the Pouncer unit didn't take its own loses, several members of the unit where killed and the Kabalim was severely injured by the time the war ended, Tiberius came out of the war with his own scars both mentally and physically.
One the war was over, Tiberius's unit was temperately disbanded in order to help out with the reconstruction and aid processes, Tiberius new role would be that of a heavy lifter given his size, moving the larger objects into those harder to reach areas, or helping move or all together get rid of larger pieces of rubble, having basic aid training he was also able to help out with the injured around the aid stations on Palaven. Soon the work slowed and the hierarchy had not contacted him for reassignment but instead let him off on paid leave for the time being, so gathering up the credits he had he took a shuttle to the Crucible. It didn't take him long before he found himself work there as yet again a heavy lifter moving equipment around, it paid decent and with the average pay from the hierarchy Tiberius managed to get himself a decent apartment, but like all good things, it came to an end, and now with no work he has taken the time to actually see what it is like not to be a Cabal. However long that might last.
Psyche Profile:
Violent. Headstrong. Ruthless. Calculating. Sly. A Vengeful Protector. An Unstoppable Monster.
Walking Hand Grenade
The universe is dark. When you see its darkest depths; its dark underbelly... once you understand someone's capacity for horrors, you can never truly look away. Though raised strong and free from danger, the world is dark no matter where you hide, and horror, chaos, has never been far from Tiberius. Consider for a moment you have two people before you; a broken, dark, world-weary turian who has seen more than any person ever should... and a defense mechanism mask that the world is privy to, one that laughs and smiles, one that makes friends and shares easily. The duality is what keeps him whole. But underneath everything, on all sides, is a quiet, smoldering rage. Make no mistake, Tiberius is a very dangerous individual.
Long story short, Tiberius Adarian is a good guy. He tries to do the right thing, for the right reasons, and play things as diplomatic as possible, He wants to live in a world where his job does not exist - though understands that that day will not be seen in his lifetime. On the other side of that coin however, he does not mind getting his hands dirty and, though he may not always admit it, enjoys the thrill of the chase, the hunt, in taking down his prey. Getting inside their head, understanding what drives them, and having a comprehensive and workable knowledge of the awesome, destruction powers of a biotic drives Tiberius both intelligently and physically.
Duty, Honor, Loyalty
Within the Cabal ranks Tiberius is a modal example of a Soldier - to a fault. Rarely has he disobeyed orders, but now and again, waiting for backup or standing down just didn't seem like the correct strategy. As Cabal he does get the occasional leering glance from his coworkers, but he often assures them - if they're doing their jobs, they have no reason to be wary of him. More than once he's had to take down a close associate, even a friend, who was over the line and it never gets any easier, but it is what the job entails. There is a rumor that, three years ago, Tiberius was sent to recover a rogue biotic whom he was close to, though the trail supposedly "went cold" while he was on Omega. As no one has seen or heard from the aforementioned biotic since, it is relatively likely, though there are some who feel that Tiberius falsified his report and helped the biotic criminal hide, disobeying direct orders - though there was never proof, or an investigation in the matter.
The Vendetta
Above all Tiberius want to see a world free from crime, harm, and violence - but knows it's a pipedream. Tiberius has proven time and again to have fantastic faith towards all races, instilled by his parents. Tiberius's rage, his need for vengeace, is twisted only with his greater ideal of justice. He understands what it's like to lose someone; that a murder is more than just a singular act. He sees the ripples. The people it affects. However, he's also aware that there are dangerous individuals in the world who just what to watch the world burn - and in those situation, his trigger finger only gets itchier.
He's funny, rash, sarcastic, horribly bitter, manipulative, crude and boisterous - but one of the best friends you'll ever have. Let's make it simple. From day to day, situation to situation, moment to moment you never know who's going to be at your side. The masks of Tiberius Adarian are many.
Specialty:
In the Field
As a Cabal Tiberius excels in infiltration and biotics, His is considered a danger at long range, but up close he is extremely deadly given his shear size, ability and training with close quarter combat, he is a strategist and is one to get the results that are called for.
Off the Field
While off the field Cabals are given training in data handling and piloting, for his Cabal group he also acts as a liaison to ensure everything off the field goes just as planned while in the field, whether it is talking down as stressful situation, negotiating for lives or simply being a distraction.
He carries two combat knifes, One attached to his boot, One holstered along his lower back. Mainly used for when he runs out of ammo.
Omni-Tool
Sample Post:
The low hum of the drop-ships engines is all that could be heard within the cabin as a group of Turians sat while three more stood and held onto the ships ceiling handles, no one spoke a word that was until a small female Turian who sat to Tiberius's right lean forward and looked over at Tiberius, her skin was a charcoal color with the same face paint style as Tiberius but hers was white, reaching over she poked at his shoulder as he sat with his head down and his arms crossed. Opening his eyes slightly he glanced over at her and grinned. Across from him sat their Kabalim who quietly watched the interaction between the two.
"You two should go find a room when this is all over" he joked before standing and walking to the front of the ship where he grabbed a data-pad and quickly went over it before looking back at his team.
"Alright everyone as you know we have been tasked to scout an area just north of the drop point, once there we will secure a holding point then discuss if we will break into two teams or not. Volio, Kaus and Aullus you three are on point. Tupia, Veleus and Melea you three are rear secrity. Ruia, Tiberius your with me we will be in the middle and covering the sides" Druso said before transferring the data onto everyone's omni-tool
Nodding at Druso he nudged the small female Turian beside him as the two had been paired together yet again, she looked over at him and reached up and pushed the side of his head. He and Ruia had been with each other for a while the two at this point where two out of four of the longest serving members on the team besides Druso.
"Alright everyone get ready we are almost there, check your gear and weapons" Druso said as everyone began checking their equipment.
The drop-ship zoomed though the sky as it flew low and fast towards it's destination, as it slowed down a large open field came into view and the ship started to drift down, as it did dust was kicked up and the tall grass was pushed around by the thrusters as the ship looped around and landed.
"Your ready big guy?" Ruia asked as she looked over at Tiberius and stood. "I Thought you'd never ask" he replied then stood up, as the doors to the ship slid open the group filed out in there respective orders, stepping off the ship Tiberius immediately raised his rifle and remained against the ship as the rest of the team disembarked. Once all of them where off he moved to the left flank before taking a knee with the rest of his group as the shuttle started to lift off, and soon it disappeared over the tree tops and out of sight.
"Alright lets moves team, lets go see what we can discover and eliminate if passable. Remember the intangible is unstoppable." Druso ordered, with that the group got up and moved as one towards the treeline, disappearing into it.
Notes
Merits:
Charismatic
Educated
Quick learner
Strategist
Combat Proficiency
Flaws:
Scarred, shrapnel burn make people think he's a not so nice guy at first glace.
Mental Condition: Hallucinations, both auditory and visual.
Q - You say he has a need for vengeance, but a vengeance against whom?
A - Now that would ruin the secret, all jokes aside if you'd like me to add why he has a vengeance I don't have a problem with that, or we could leave it as a 'loyalty mission' if you'd like to go that route, either or.
Thank you for the feedback, I realise the points you brought up and it has got me thinking as well
Q - He was the largest, and so felt the need to push himself to keep up? That’s a strange thought process. Did you mean to say newest, or was there some kind of bias against him for his size?
A - It was supposed to be newest, thank you for pointing that out. Sometimes I get so into it that i forget to actually read it aloud to see if it makes any actual sense.
Q - Why were Turian separatists hiding out on Illium?
A - Illium, well it's a beautiful planet, and I don't see to many people I guess for a better word 'explore' the non-poplated parts. As for the Turain Separatists, it was the first thing that came to mind, I guess it could be a large band of mercs now that I think of it.
Q - Whats he been doing in the year since the end of the war?
A - Good question, I will add something in, it seem I forgot a step.
Q - You say he has a need for vengeance, but a vengeance against whom?
A - Now that would ruin the secret, all jokes aside if you'd like me to add why he has a vengeance I don't have a problem with that, or we could leave it as a 'loyalty mission' if you'd like to go that route, either or.
Q - A minor gripe would be that he’s a vanguard with a sniper rifle. Would he not be better served by a shotgun? Leave the sniping to someone who doesn’t already specialise in close quarters combat.
@MrDidact@BlackSam3091 Character sheet updated, The Venom gauntlets are not a necessity so of you feel that they are too much I don't mind getting rid of them.
Tattoo: This facial tattoo resembles one close to the one often seen on Palaven, it is two toned with Cyan and a dark blue, it goes across his nose, cheeks and mandibles.
Scar: Has a shrapnel burn on the left side of his face, near his left eye and on his left mandible and left cheek crest.
Piercing: Has three cyan glow metal plates along his cheek crest.
Wardrobe Malfunctions
Unless on assignment you'll often find Tiberius in some form of casual or light formal clothing. While nothing he wears screams 'designer', he does his best to maintain a clean professional image for both himself and his employer, whether acting as a liaison off the ship or setting an example for others aboard it.
However... this rule does not apply, for obvious reasons when tasked with a mission. Depending on the mission at hand he'll be wearing his armor, or dressed down to fit in. Leather jackets, dusters, windbreakers - his closet is full of an array of random articles of clothing suited for various purposes. Sometimes brute force isn't always the best way to get things done, as he's learned over the years... as of late he's been working no a more... subtle methods. Misdirection, disguise etc; to get close to a target and apprehend them. Of course when the chips are down, he'll armor up with no reservations.
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Violent. Headstrong. Ruthless. Calculating. Sly. A Vengeful Protector. An Unstoppable Monster.
Walking Hand Grenade
The universe is dark. When you see its darkest depths; its dark underbelly... once you understand someone's capacity for horrors, you can never truly look away. Though raised strong and free from danger, the world is dark no matter where you hide, and horror, chaos, has never been far from Tiberius. Consider for a moment you have two people before you; a broken, dark, world-weary turian who has seen more than any person ever should... and a defense mechanism mask that the world is privy to, one that laughs and smiles, one that makes friends and shares easily. The duality is what keeps him whole. But underneath everything, on all sides, is a quiet, smoldering rage. Make no mistake, Tiberius is a very dangerous individual.
Long story short, Tiberius Adarian is a good guy. He tries to do the right thing, for the right reasons, and play things as diplomatic as possible, He wants to live in a world where his job does not exist - though understands that that day will not be seen in his lifetime. On the other side of that coin however, he does not mind getting his hands dirty and, though he may not always admit it, enjoys the thrill of the chase, the hunt, in taking down his prey. Getting inside their head, understanding what drives them, and having a comprehensive and workable knowledge of the awesome, destruction powers of a biotic drives Tiberius both intelligently and physically.
Duty, Honor, Loyalty
Within the Cabal ranks Tiberius is a modal example of a Soldier - to a fault. Rarely has he disobeyed orders, but now and again, waiting for backup or standing down just didn't seem like the correct strategy. As Cabal he does get the occasional leering glance from his coworkers, but he often assures them - if they're doing their jobs, they have no reason to be wary of him. More than once he's had to take down a close associate, even a friend, who was over the line and it never gets any easier, but it is what the job entails. There is a rumor that, three years ago, Arlus was sent to recover a rogue biotic whom he was close to, though the trail supposedly "went cold" while he was on Omega. As no one has seen or heard from the aforementioned biotic since, it is relatively likely, though there are some who feel that Arlus falsified his report and helped the biotic criminal hide, disobeying direct orders - though there was never proof, or an investigation in the matter.
The Vendetta
Above all Tiberius want to see a world free from crime, harm, and violence - but knows it's a pipedream. Tiberius has proven time and again to have fantastic faith towards all races, instilled by his parents. Tiberius's rage, his need for vengeace, is twisted only with his greater ideal of justice. He understands what it's like to lose someone; that a murder is more than just a singular act. He sees the ripples. The people it affects. However, he's also aware that there are dangerous individuals in the world who just what to watch the world burn - and in those situation, his trigger finger only gets itchier.
He's funny, rash, sarcastic, horribly bitter, manipulative, crude and boisterous - but one of the best friends you'll ever have. Let's make it simple. From day to day, situation to situation, moment to moment you never know who's going to be at your side. The masks of Tiberius Adarian are many.
Merits:
Charismatic
Educated
Quick learner
Strategist
Combat Proficiency
Flaws:
Scarred, shrapnel burn make people think he's a not so nice guy at first glace.
Mental Condition: Hallucinations, both auditory and visual.
Addiction: mild smoker, has a standing prescription for Eximo to calm his nerves.
Likes/Interests:
Human Orchestral Music
Feeling the rush of a biotic charge
Puzzles
Being a Cabal
Dislikes:
When plans go wrong.
Running our of ammo.
Getting ambushed whether it be physically or in a conversation.
When Stealth Operations go haywire.
Marital Status: Single
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Vanguard
Abilities
Throw
Barrier
Shockwave
Lift
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Armor(s)
Light Phantom Armor
Armaments
Assulte Rifles
Phaeston
Sniper Rifles
M-92 Mantis I
Sidearms
M-3 Predator
Misc.
He carries two combat knifes, One attached to his boot, One holstered along his lower back. Mainly used for when he runs out of ammo.
Cabal Venom Gauntlets, Modified to have one singular retractable blade per gauntlet, mainly used for a quick defensive reaction or a quick offensive move.
His facial tattoo resembles one close to the one often seen on Palaven, it is two toned with Cyan and a dark blue, it goes across his nose, cheeks and mandibles.
Tiberius has a shrapnel burn on the left side of his face, near his left eye and on his left mandible and left cheek crest.
Tiberius has three cyan glow metal plates along his cheek crest.
Unless on assignment you'll often find Tiberius in some form of casual or light formal clothing. While nothing he wears screams 'designer', he does his best to maintain a clean professional image for both himself and his employer, whether acting as a liaison off the ship or setting an example for others aboard it.
However... this rule does not apply, for obvious reasons when tasked with a mission. Depending on the mission at hand he'll be wearing his armor, or dressed down to fit in. Leather jackets, dusters, windbreakers - his closet is full of an array of random articles of clothing suited for various purposes. Sometimes brute force isn't always the best way to get things done, as he's learned over the years... as of late he's been working no a more... subtle methods. Misdirection, disguise etc; to get close to a target and apprehend them. Of course when the chips are down, he'll armor up with no reservations.
Backstory:
Born and raised on Palaven Tiberius is the twin brother of Vepius, when at a young age the two could only be told apart by there eyes, Tiberius has little to no memory of his mother as she passed away just when he and is brother where learning to walk. But that did not stop the two from having a relatively normal life up until the age of 15 where the two where immediately drafted into the ranks of being a soldier, for a year everything seemed fine he and his brother where in the same unit that was until Tiberius started showing signs of being a biotic.
The Hierarchy immediately took notice and Tiberius was shipped off into a Cabal group. The bond between him, his teammates and Kabalim was slow, the small unit only consisted off eleven members and he was the newest, but over time their bond grew until they where a dangerous tight-knit group, they would spend the rest of there lives together, day in and day out, isolated form the rest of the main unit and called on for the most dangerous tasks, whether it be talking down a enemy high ranking officer or someone with in the hierarchy itself. As the years went by Tiberius learned how to pilot, sabotage, explosives and infiltration. He pushed himself to the limits, never backing down from a challenge, being the newest member in the unit he felt the need to push himself to keep up with everyone else and taking the Cabal motto to heart 'The intangible is unstoppable'.
During a training exercise on Illium, down in the hot jungles Tiberius's drop-ship came under attack by an unknown force that where hiding out, what was meant to be training exercise became a fight for survival as there drop-ship was hit critically and crashed landed, with the pilot and three Cabals injured upon touchdown the Kabalim order Tiberius and the other Cabals to take up a defensive perimeter. As the held there ground, it didn't take them long to figure out what was going on, they had stumbled upon a large group of heavily armed merc's, a distress call was made out while the Tiberius and the remaining Cabals defended the crash site until aid arrived in the form of another Cabal unit, once the two units where grouped up and the injured shuttled off world the two units spit up and made a two pronged attack on the merc's, any who where not killed during the four hour long fight, gave up and where apprehended. Once back on the Turian cruiser Tiberius checked up on the injured before moving to get information from some of the merc's, who at first where reluctant on giving any information, but over time Tiberius continued to pry at them until they gave him everything he needed, the information would then be delivered to the Hierarchy about the situation that had occurred.
Over the years Tiberius seemed to lose someone is his unit every few missions that they where sent on, all of them where brothers and sisters in arms, a family almost, it was not until he suffered a major loss, before grief and stress started to take its toll on him, and unfortunately as a result he was put on a perception of Eximo just to calm his nerves, Eximo only helped with the stress not the grief he felt, so it was offered that he go talk to some one just to clear his mind in a attempt to help him, but Tiberius refused and eventually with the help of Durso his Kalabim found his own way to deal with it, a way that would be able to still be fit for duty, a way to honor the ones he lost, and that was to visit them every so often.
When the Reaper war broke out Tiberius was 35 of age, he was considered old for a Cabal, while he had seen some of his squad mates get shipped off to desk work because of injury, Tiberius continued to push forward, he lived to be a Cabal he enjoyed the destruction that came with it. and when the reapers came he only saw it as another challenge for himself, however this challenge came with a cost while down on Palaven Tiberius witnessed the death of his father as the first few Reapers touched down, this left his with a dark pit in him as he then began to worry about his brother which in-turn only made his fight harder. During the Reaper war Tiberius's Cabal unit got the nickname Pouncer as they seemed to get the jump on the enemy and a lot of there engagements, but that is not to say that the Pouncer unit didn't take its own loses, several members of the unit where killed and the Kabalim was severely injured by the time the war ended, Tiberius came out of the war with his own scars both mentally and physically.
One the war was over, Tiberius's unit was temperately disbanded in order to help out with the reconstruction and aid processes, Tiberius new role would be that of a heavy lifter given his size, moving the larger objects into those harder to reach areas, or helping move or all together get rid of larger pieces of rubble, having basic aid training he was also able to help out with the injured around the aid stations on Palaven. Soon the work slowed and the hierarchy had not contacted him for reassignment but instead let him off on paid leave for the time being, so gathering up the credits he had he took a shuttle to the Crucible. It didn't take him long before he found himself work there as yet again a heavy lifter moving equipment around, it paid decent and with the average pay from the hierarchy Tiberius managed to get himself a decent apartment, but like all good things, it came to an end, and now with no work he has taken the time to actually see what it is like not to be a Cabal. However long that might last.
Psyche Profile:
Violent. Headstrong. Ruthless. Calculating. Sly. A Vengeful Protector. An Unstoppable Monster.
Walking Hand Grenade
The universe is dark. When you see its darkest depths; its dark underbelly... once you understand someone's capacity for horrors, you can never truly look away. Though raised strong and free from danger, the world is dark no matter where you hide, and horror, chaos, has never been far from Tiberius. Consider for a moment you have two people before you; a broken, dark, world-weary turian who has seen more than any person ever should... and a defense mechanism mask that the world is privy to, one that laughs and smiles, one that makes friends and shares easily. The duality is what keeps him whole. But underneath everything, on all sides, is a quiet, smoldering rage. Make no mistake, Tiberius is a very dangerous individual.
Long story short, Tiberius Adarian is a good guy. He tries to do the right thing, for the right reasons, and play things as diplomatic as possible, He wants to live in a world where his job does not exist - though understands that that day will not be seen in his lifetime. On the other side of that coin however, he does not mind getting his hands dirty and, though he may not always admit it, enjoys the thrill of the chase, the hunt, in taking down his prey. Getting inside their head, understanding what drives them, and having a comprehensive and workable knowledge of the awesome, destruction powers of a biotic drives Tiberius both intelligently and physically.
Duty, Honor, Loyalty
Within the Cabal ranks Tiberius is a modal example of a Soldier - to a fault. Rarely has he disobeyed orders, but now and again, waiting for backup or standing down just didn't seem like the correct strategy. As Cabal he does get the occasional leering glance from his coworkers, but he often assures them - if they're doing their jobs, they have no reason to be wary of him. More than once he's had to take down a close associate, even a friend, who was over the line and it never gets any easier, but it is what the job entails. There is a rumor that, three years ago, Tiberius was sent to recover a rogue biotic whom he was close to, though the trail supposedly "went cold" while he was on Omega. As no one has seen or heard from the aforementioned biotic since, it is relatively likely, though there are some who feel that Tiberius falsified his report and helped the biotic criminal hide, disobeying direct orders - though there was never proof, or an investigation in the matter.
The Vendetta
Above all Tiberius want to see a world free from crime, harm, and violence - but knows it's a pipedream. Tiberius has proven time and again to have fantastic faith towards all races, instilled by his parents. Tiberius's rage, his need for vengeace, is twisted only with his greater ideal of justice. He understands what it's like to lose someone; that a murder is more than just a singular act. He sees the ripples. The people it affects. However, he's also aware that there are dangerous individuals in the world who just what to watch the world burn - and in those situation, his trigger finger only gets itchier.
He's funny, rash, sarcastic, horribly bitter, manipulative, crude and boisterous - but one of the best friends you'll ever have. Let's make it simple. From day to day, situation to situation, moment to moment you never know who's going to be at your side. The masks of Tiberius Adarian are many.
Specialty:
In the Field
As a Cabal Tiberius excels in infiltration and biotics, His is considered a danger at long range, but up close he is extremely deadly given his shear size, ability and training with close quarter combat, he is a strategist and is one to get the results that are called for.
Off the Field
While off the field Cabals are given training in data handling and piloting, for his Cabal group he also acts as a liaison to ensure everything off the field goes just as planned while in the field, whether it is talking down as stressful situation, negotiating for lives or simply being a distraction.
Powers/Skills:
Throw
Barrier
Shockwave
Lift
Fitness
Biotic grenades
First-Aid
Equipment and Resources:
Armor
Light Phantom Armor
Assulte Rifles
Phaeston Rifle
Shotguns
M-22 Eviscerator
Sidearms
M-3 Predator
Misc.
He carries two combat knifes, One attached to his boot, One holstered along his lower back. Mainly used for when he runs out of ammo.
Omni-Tool
Sample Post:
The low hum of the drop-ships engines is all that could be heard within the cabin as a group of Turians sat while three more stood and held onto the ships ceiling handles, no one spoke a word that was until a small female Turian who sat to Tiberius's right lean forward and looked over at Tiberius, her skin was a charcoal color with the same face paint style as Tiberius but hers was white, reaching over she poked at his shoulder as he sat with his head down and his arms crossed. Opening his eyes slightly he glanced over at her and grinned. Across from him sat their Kabalim who quietly watched the interaction between the two.
"You two should go find a room when this is all over" he joked before standing and walking to the front of the ship where he grabbed a data-pad and quickly went over it before looking back at his team.
"Alright everyone as you know we have been tasked to scout an area just north of the drop point, once there we will secure a holding point then discuss if we will break into two teams or not. Volio, Kaus and Aullus you three are on point. Tupia, Veleus and Melea you three are rear secrity. Ruia, Tiberius your with me we will be in the middle and covering the sides" Druso said before transferring the data onto everyone's omni-tool
Nodding at Druso he nudged the small female Turian beside him as the two had been paired together yet again, she looked over at him and reached up and pushed the side of his head. He and Ruia had been with each other for a while the two at this point where two out of four of the longest serving members on the team besides Druso.
"Alright everyone get ready we are almost there, check your gear and weapons" Druso said as everyone began checking their equipment.
The drop-ship zoomed though the sky as it flew low and fast towards it's destination, as it slowed down a large open field came into view and the ship started to drift down, as it did dust was kicked up and the tall grass was pushed around by the thrusters as the ship looped around and landed.
"Your ready big guy?" Ruia asked as she looked over at Tiberius and stood. "I Thought you'd never ask" he replied then stood up, as the doors to the ship slid open the group filed out in there respective orders, stepping off the ship Tiberius immediately raised his rifle and remained against the ship as the rest of the team disembarked. Once all of them where off he moved to the left flank before taking a knee with the rest of his group as the shuttle started to lift off, and soon it disappeared over the tree tops and out of sight.
"Alright lets moves team, lets go see what we can discover and eliminate if passable. Remember the intangible is unstoppable." Druso ordered, with that the group got up and moved as one towards the treeline, disappearing into it.
Notes
Merits:
Charismatic
Educated
Quick learner
Strategist
Combat Proficiency
Flaws:
Scarred, shrapnel burn make people think he's a not so nice guy at first glace.
Mental Condition: Hallucinations, both auditory and visual.
[url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dzNvk80XY9s[/url]
My interests:
Halo
Mass Effect
Fantasy
Fantasy with a hint of modern
Gears Of War
D&D
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dzNvk80XY9s">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dzNvk80XY9s</a><br><br>My interests:<br>Halo<br>Mass Effect<br>Fantasy<br>Fantasy with a hint of modern<br>Gears Of War<br>D&D <br></div>
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