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[b]Name:[/b] Gate Kurman

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Age:[/b] 29

[b]Former Occupation:[/b] Adeptus Arbites (Local Planetary Division)

[b]Former Rank/Position:[/b] Enforcer

[b]Mental and Physical Traits:[/b] Overtly, Gate's demeanour carries an unmistakable edge of order that sets him apart from penal legionnaires who led former lives that were less regimented. This is betrayed by occasional uncontrollable bureaucratic obsessions, such as wanting to stick rigorously to an intinerary or a trained routine, or some arbitrary neatness in his possessions, such as enforcing a strict policy of categorizing his baggage or arranging his bedding in a specific way. Inwardly, Gate is a conflicted individual; he despises being mixed amongst the rabble he once hunted and is firmly convinced of his own superiority relative to his fellow penal legionnaires. However, this hate does not arise from any belief in a moral high-ground - Gate is quite comfortable with his identity as a criminal and a cut-throat - but instead arises from the feeling that by losing his status he has lost all his power to do anything worthy with his life, and is instead now no different from the millions of faceless souls that churn in the Imperial machine. He is regularly reminded of this by the many officials that now threaten him, punish him and regiment his life, who have become objects of both admiration and utter resentment for Gate. As a result of the above, he regularly fluctuates between moods of nihilism and despair, and moods of violent cut-throat ambition and determination.

[b]Appearance:[/b] Gate has a stocky build, standing shorter than most but compensating for it with a natural muscular girth. He has dark brown eyes and dark, razor-cropped hair that flows into a bushy and unkempt beard. His overall appearance bears a rough, dirty look unremarkable amongst the hordes of downtrodden scum found amongst the convicted occupants of a penal world.

[b]Wargear:[/b]

Lascarbine 
Explosive Collar
2 Mono Knives 
3 Frag Grenades 
3 Krak Grenades
1 Flak Vest & Flak Helmet 
Imperial Guard Penal Legion Prisoner Uniform
1 Inhaler
1 Gas Mask
Poor Weather Gear
Rucksack
Basic Tool Kit
Mess Kit & Water Canteen
1 Weeks' Rations
Blanket & Sleep Bag
Rechargeable Lamp-Pack
Micro-Bead 
Ident Tags ("Dog Tags")
Imperial Infantryman's Uplifting Primer 

[b]History:[/b] Gate was born on the hive world Taranis, as the son to one of the many multitudes of middle-houses that exist in society between the underhive and the upper houses, which exist mostly to act as a social buffer zone and perform jobs bridging the two economic extremes. The Kurman family line was one of law enforcement, with many generations of sons and daughters finding themselves in the employ of the hive enforcer cadres that maintained order on Taranis under the occasional discretion of the Adeptus Arbites.

Gate was no exception, and upon coming of age joined the enforcer cadres along with this three brothers and two sisters with little other thought. Gate, however, was different from his siblings. He had difficulty adjusting to the idea of a life of selfless duty, concerned only with meeting the details of his superiors. An attitude such as that - within the relatively oversight-free enforcer cadres - meant that Gate was able to avoid his official duties and instead pursue his own agenda. For the most part, his agenda coincided with that of the law; he loved nothing more than satisfying his personal vendettas against criminals and orchestrating their downfall. But his pride and willingness to bend the rules put him at increasing risk and increasingly close to betraying the laws he was intended to enforce.

His fall came as the result of a particularly elaborate sting, in which he began his own smuggling ring in order to attract an affluent black market buyer with a large bounty on his head. However, his plan failed; the black market buyer he had been hoping to attract was captured by another bounty hunter on the day he was planning to make the transaction and perform the sting. As a result, he was left with a large amount of smuggled goods and no bargaining chip to justify his actions in the form of the black market buyer.

His attempts to cover his tracks failed, and he was promptly identified as a smuggler, discharged from the enforcer cadre and a bounty put on his head. Ever proud and ever an optimist, Gate decided that this was for the best; he was getting bored of operating from within the cadre and he was making more hive credits from the smuggling business than he ever did as an enforcer. Robbing everything he could from his poorly supplied office in the neighbourhood, he left to disappear into the shifting lawless crowds of the underhive and make a new life. Unfortunately, Gate found that he had greatly underestimated just how hard it was to operate as a criminal without the benefit of his status as an Enforcer, and it was only two months before a gang of underhive bounty hunters captured him and turned him over to the local authorities. Gate ran the lottery of justice, and - perhaps due to his former status, connections or simply luck - avoided execution, and was instead sent to join the massive pool of convicts billed for relocation to a penal world, and eventual conscription into a penal legion.




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