[hider=Tarak][b]Name:[/b] Tarak (Tear-ek)
[b]Codename:[/b] Baal or Hunter Wolf
[b]Age:[/b] 19 Almost 20
[b]Physical Description:[/b] Standing at 6'5 and weighing 250 pounds this man is a tower of a man who has very dense muscles and strong frame, Tarak was born an imposing man, even at the ripe age of 11 he was at eye level with many adults' and could fight most to the ground with ease.

[Hider=Big Brother]
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[b]Important items:[/b] 
[hider=Equipment]
[hider=Spinal Cybernetics][img] https://i.pinimg.com/564x/73/cb/75/73cb7547a614fd25aa133eb88100a33c.jpg [/img][/hider]- Used to interface with his Power armor and has a few other nifty features such as his Omni tool, a connection to his vitals, and a power source. Is made of these tough yet flexible metal plates that allow for a full range of motion without hindrance, and almost invisible while being underneath a thick shirt/jacket.

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Wolf Armor: A powerful suit of armor that is virtually impervious to most conventional small arms fire, as a square hit is the only thing that will actually damage the suit, if at all. The suit comes with many nifty features that make Tarak more combat effective: H.U.D, micro thrusters, powered exoskeleton, life support, Adaptive Camo shroud, and mag boots.

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Adaptive Camo Shroud[/url]: A Large detachable shroud that can be placed around the armor, objects, or using the nanite skeleton inside, creates an invisible cover that stands about 3 feet tall and covers a 7-foot length. This shroud disrupts both thermal signatures and electromagnetic signatures to track the suit and to hide that this shroud is made of electronics.

Advanced H.U.D: The head of the suit contains thermal vision, night vision, a connection to his vitals, his ammunition counter, and a direct connection to his Omni-tool.

Micro Thrusters- The suit has micro thrusters put onto the pack on the back of the suit and on the legs. These were designed for use in vacuum of space so that you don't get stranded in space. If you're creative enough you can find a few more uses out of them as well.

Powered Exoskeleton- The suit has a powered exoskeleton that keeps it moving, as it is too heavy carrying all of its natural weight. This allows for Tarak to move as fast as he normally would without the armor, and not to feel encumbered at all.

Life Support- A life support system integrated directly into the suits pack, that can sustain Tarak 4 hours at a time before needing to resupply. It also includes heating, cooling, pressurization stabilizer, and has an adaptive oxygen filtration system, that can kill off airborne living organisms through heated emissions. When a hole is made in the suit that would destroy its integrity a durable see-through gel will fill the area. There is enough gel to fill up to a 3 square foot area hole. The helmet is sealed off from the rest of the suit, to allow for probable survival if the lower bodysuit is compromised.

Magboots- Powerful electromagnets that are placed at the bottom of the feet of the suit. When these magnets are activated, Tarak is able to control them with normal steps, as the magnets turn on and off with his leg movements.[/hider]

[Hider=Angel's Lyre]

[Hider=Angel's Lyre][img] https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9f/e7/f0/9fe7f07c3bcac24ef47ab3654fe9b84e.jpg [/img][/hider]

A Slug thrower Assault rifle that holds 40 rounds in the main rifle. The rifle fires large rounds that are covered in plasma to allow deep penetration into all targets.

The weapon has an underslung 30 mm gun/launcher. As the gun has many different rounds that can be shot through the gun, as these are his favorites: 

	- Phosphorus rounds, these burn in a 5-foot area that burns in the air and destroyed filtration systems. 
	- High explosive rounds, these explode at the same level of a hand grenade and sends shrapnel and a concussive blast to those near it.
	- Stun grenades, an explosive round that impacts and explodes as it creates a loud sound and a flash of bright light that blinds people for a few seconds.
	- Rifle Round, a large rifle round can be fired through the lower gun as it can punch through most armor, however needs to be manually loaded with the second bolt for the lower gun.[/hider][/hider]

[hider=inventory]
Galactic Credits - 10 thousand credits in digital form given by the former Rau've warden.

Arc lighter- An old arc lighter that seems to be used to be far beyond its year. Yet it still has used in it, as it seems very well maintained.
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[b]Short Bio:[/b]
[Hider=A Tough Life Breeds a Strong man]
[hider=The Den of Thieves]
Tarak was born on a backwater slum planet too far from any of the main traffic ways for the Ascendancy to really do much policing there. Making the Galirus System a den of thieves, crooks, and criminals, the perfect place for a child. 

Tarak was born to a prostitute mother who died during his birth because of complications, and a Spacer father who left Tarak's mother after a one night stand. Tarak was given to an orphanage, where most kids were treated like shit. Fed 1/4 rations, normally kids were starved to near death and then forced to work and panhandle just to be allowed to eat. Tarak hated life here, many of these kids came here because they had nothing, Tarak treated them like siblings, as most here were no older than 4-5 years old, he, 6, was like a big brother as he was the one to steal for them, work harder for them, and even bleed for them when one of them was caught stealing. 

Yet news of everyone keeping a bit of money to get away spread, and you know what they say when you steal from a Den of Thieves. Many of the kids were beaten to literal death by the 'caretakers', while others were sold off. Leaving Tarak one option when they left him for last, that night the orphanage burned. Tarek did save money, just enough to get an arc lighter, as he smoked the entire orphanage and blocked off all the doors. He killed his tormentors as he walked away, now with no family, no place to go, and nothing to eat, he took to the streets. After all, those same streets he worked never changed, they always have their jaws open, waiting.

As Tarak grew he took many different jobs, ranging from morally proper jobs such as delivering packages and being an errand boy, to the more morally diluted jobs. Some of the most noteworthy jobs include his smuggling, his prostitution, and his work with Mercenaries.  His most consistent job was when he was taken in by the Incubus Mercenary Company, for his hunting and killing of the Hunter, a murderer and a target who had killed hundreds who had chased him down.

The Incubus took him in, a kid who is no older than 10 and standing at 5'8, with a hardened heart and combat skill is more than an asset, after all, a child is malleable. As Galirus was a horrid place in this Galaxy, it either eats you alive, or you become like a hungry demon. Tarak had confirmed over 100 jobs completed and over 200 confirmed kills within his 3 years of his employment with the Incubus Mercenary Group, all of this death under the name of Hunter Pawn. Being given all the gear he would even need, any weapon he wanted, any armor he chose, and any transportation that could be asked, as he was tasked to be the long arm of any client, never able to outrun them, as no matter how deep you may go, Hunter Pawn will dig you out, dead or alive.

During his time as a mercenary, he got a set of power armor for himself, to really feel apart of the whole mercenary group feel. The group even gave the armor a nifty paint job and did it up to the specifications he wanted, to really feel like apart of the family. This armor never really left Tarak as he felt safe in it, not because it was impervious to all forms of conventional injury, but for the reason, it is the first thing he was proud of, that and his arc lighter that he keeps on a chain, just in case. 

However during one of these missions, he was caught out in a trap, set specifically for him. He was supposed to go on a simple mission to grab and bag a wanted fugitive, simple stuff. Yet, the mission felt weird, as Tarak has a sick sense, something was off, like someone was looking at the back of his head, as he kept patient watch as he was waiting for his mark, that sixth sense flared as he lurched his upper body out of the way as he saw a bullet smash through the concrete wall, as it was aiming for his center back. He let out a click of the tongue as he wiped around and let off a heavy burst of rounds towards the assailant, but found he was facing around 10 men with guns aimed at him, this had to be a trap. As the men let loose onto Tarak, his armor was more than a match for this level of firepower, after all, it was rated to stop a Coil rifle, but the sheer amount of fire slammed Tarak into a wall as he saw multiple men run-in with concussion rifles and continually fire off round after round, keeping him pinned to the wall as another group of men restrained him to the ground. Tarak bucked and kicked to get out of their hold, yet to no avail. As someone came over and took off Tarak's helmet and injected him with a sedative and knocked him out.[/hider]

[hider=A Prison Like Any Other]
Tarak awoke in a small grey cell far bigger than most prison's the Galmar sector ever had. He scoffed as he paced the room and looked around and scanned the area for a way out, none. Tarak laid back down and waited for whoever was here to talk to him. As this was Tarak's first taste like in the care of the Ascendancy.

Here is one of the Ascendancy's Black sites, Tarak was experimented on humiliated, and tormented like he was nothing more than a piece of meat to a dog. Tarak never lashed out, as he knew from doing time in prison, even a peep means you get reprimanded. So he kept his head down, as the words the trainers put into him just pass through. Yet around a few months into the meat grinder, they call hell, Tarak started looking at the little kids around him. His eyes opened as he started to find these kids truly just kids, not child soldiers who went through his same pain, just kids taken from their families. With this revelation, Tarak started to take care of them like they were his own siblings. 

He was almost 13 now, and all he wished to do was help all those around him. Kind of like this big brother instinct that was inside of him since the orphanage never died. He started to take care of the kids around him the best he could, carrying them when he needed to, encouraging them when he needed to, and giving some of the parts of his ration when they began to feel starved. The staff noticed the performance of the group increase, to the point where they found the kids here had strange quirks about them, this was probably something intended by the head scientist upon acquisition of these first batch of children. All candidates taken for this super soldier project seemed to have had some strange extraordinary talent. Some had great skills in strength, speed, or intelligence. Others were more intangible in nature, such as uncanny understanding of the battlefield, or, what Tarak would put into practice, his unnatural ability to defy the odds, and an uncanny ability to bring people together and lead.

After a year into the training of these soldiers, the scientists need to produce a working batch of super-soldiers, so they injected the children with the miracle liquid to have the kids be able to do magic. Each child seemed to have an attribute with magic, except Tarak. His abilities with magic were nil, as he was unable to manifest any conjuration of mana. They were to do tests on him to understand what is with him, yet the war started before they were able to. They decided to send out this batch of subjects as they sent Tarak off to another station to be tested on.

When he was moved to site Zeta Prime, he was introduced to the children there quickly. Knowing full well of Tarak's abilities as a calming agent to the kids, they did not test on Tarak immediately, knowing once they figure out his magic then they will be sent him out to fight in the front lines. Yet till then, Tarak took to tending with the kids there immediately, many of them have had terrible times here as he had started taking to tending to each one. Many seemed to have different struggles, some were near breaking because of the pressure while others have hardened themselves to stone. Tarak knew how to break every one of them out of their pains as he made sure each knew he was there. The worst had passed, and that it would be all okay, as big brother is here. Many different children clung to him like a sturdy pillar, as they found something to keep them going. Many times Tarak had taken the abuse for children, got them sweets by 'persuading' the scientists, and even had learned habits to help each kid there to cope with what is happening. He started to help others to learn how to help others, how to become stronger, and then eventually they wouldn't need him to keep them okay, they would be able to help each other, just like the twins.

Once the injections began again, they took Tarak off to test on him and found out he had this exceptional healing factor and an exceptional body. As they tested further they finally pinpointed his true magic, as he had a strange quirk with his magic, he had passive magic already innate to him, a rare breed. It was the ability to mitigate magic that affected him, as the scientists found his magic less than thrilling, and his aptitude to try and make magic is so abysmal, they decided to use him anyways, as a Vanguard. Tarak was given free rein with RND to enhance his old gear from Incubus to his specifications. He already had plenty of things he used with it, his main concern was his deployment as a Vanguard, so he had them up its armor, giving and exoskeleton, and extra thrusters, he had them modify the life-support to kill off microorganisms that could enter through the filtration system. As he was given a weapon of his own design and was sent off to war. Tarak wished he could say goodbye to the kids, but they will be asleep for too long, and they were rushing him out, all he could do was give a slight prayer, as they gave him the gear he required, plus some of his personal belongings he still had and was sent off.
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[hider=Home Sweet Home]
Once Tarak was released and sent out to war, his feet never stopped moving. He was sent to rush into battle. Battle after battler, like a machine, he never let up, not for the fact he wished to be here, nor the fact the big wigs were telling him to do so, no, he was here for the children beside him and behind him. He rushed forward to spare those who had been with him at the start and had been fighting for this year or so. He missed the kids he met at the Black site, he missed the twins and their strange behavior, yet where ever Tarak went he wasn't missing family, as many of the kids warmed up to him and treated him as a big brother. He helped them learn how to fight well in this battlefield, he made sure they were alright, and even in the end, he pulled strings with old colleges in his old days he saw to get candy for the kids.  As the number of the kids grew, they started getting split up into smaller groups,  Tarak was quick on the upkeep, as he started teaching other children how to lead, how to make sure they keep others okay, and who to talk to for candy. As many of the kids left, Tarak was also one who had to leave, as he was going to be the captain of a new group of super-soldiers that had been just sent out.

And so the Ascendancy started to use Tarak as a tool to keep their other toys from breaking. Tarak had spent his time fighting with these kids, and acting as a big brother while also being a tool of the Ascendancy of Man in this war. Tarak never minded it though, as long as he could keep as many of them safe as he could, he didn't care, no matter how long it took, he was here for the long haul, after all, the hope is that when this war is over they will let the kids go, yet Tarak knew that wouldn't be the case. During one of his deployments, he met some old friends, the twins. He hadn't seen them in almost a year now, as the first thing he noticed was that they grew, but also the fact they didn't recognize him, he was off-put until he realized he was wearing his armor. He forgot about it, now it just feels like his skin to him, so he pulls off his helmet and introduces himself again. As a small reunion happened between Tarak and the children of Site Zeta Prime.

Soon after he had started to take people into his little army of 'demons'. Stating combat effectiveness of all are raised in this case, rather than sending him around to 'babysit' them and leave them after a few months. So it started with the kids from Zeta Prime then slowly as kids were introduced to the project and released to war, many had met the little army of kids known by the soldiers as, "The Army of Demons". As the army grew Tarak had started to take more of a Big Brother/Father role, as he was quite literally the oldest her, he had even taken it to the point of persuading requisition officers to start gaining the recourses for the kids. Sweets, ammo, replacement gear, and upgrades when the kids needed it for their growing bodies. Other than this, life was 'pleasant', as pleasant as Tarak's life has ever been. During this war he had grown a little shining to the Iris and Samuel, they seemed so genuine to who they were, and they seemed like extra special kids who every now and again forgot he wasn't their real Big Brother. All the kids he had been with made him genuinely happy, he wished to at least give them more. Yet, good dreams don't last forever, as he had to watch many kids die, many of which hurt him deeply, yet for the others he never showed it, always smiling, giving them the big brother they need.

Near the end of the war, Samuel had heard from some soldiers there was going to be this large joint operation to finish off the Alien forces at the star system Proxima. Tarak didn't think finish off was ever the right word here, Tarak knew for a long time the Ascendancy was losing, this had to be a last-ditch effort to try and turn the war around. Tarak spent this time before helping the kids, getting them ready, and giving them a bit of extra candy, make sure they are happy, as he allowed Samuel to spread the news this might be it. Tarak couldn't break their excitement like that, even though he knew he should like Monarch would have told him to do. Tarak threw himself into the fray as far as he could, taking the heat for the kids, after all, a big brother needs to protect don't they? 

The mission they would be sent on is one of the most important mission anyone here was ever given, as they were sent in with a battalion of other Child soldiers to take over the Rau've Flagship 'Indignation'. However, Tarak realized this mission was doomed from the start before they even boarded as he felt his spine tingle like mad. They were captured quickly after the initial boarding, as many of them taken down quickly in the ensuing firefight. Many of the kids went down, one by one, Tarak did his best to protect everyone he could, the Twins, Ashton, Flame, and many others fell, as the Rau've let loose onto Tarak, as he had to hold his ground if he moved then the kids behind him would be caught in the onslaught of fire. As soon he started to overwhelmed by all the angles of fire, as they beat him down, he never bent a knee, as they continued to charge him as they finally wrestled Tarak to the ground and inject him with a sedative…just like last time.
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[hider=A Brother's Duty]
Tarak Awoke, again in a prison. Except this place is different, lots of plants and stuff must be Rau've. They treated them well, as Tarak actually talked to their captors and took in the situation, as he asked them to provide entertainment and playtime with the others, as most will not actually do anything. The requests seemed to have been well received, as they were already planning to do that anyway. As when they were allowed to meet with the others, Tarak took immediately to looking after everyone and guiding others to people they know. Iris soon found him as she started to bawl into his chest like many already have, yet she seemed weak as he set her down gently to help the others cope as well. Up until his eyes landed on Samuel and he saw the literal pain in his eyes as Tarak made his way over to Samuel. Tarak started to bring him over to Iris as he sees her nearly crying her eyes out as he leads both Samuel and Iris to each other and let them reunite. AS he let them go as he continued off onto his own to help the others.

Tarak spent this time talking to the Rau've and learning their language more fluently and spoke to them as soldiers would. Learning that soon a treaty will be struck and that the kids will be left to fend for themselves. Tarak was worried at first until the Rau've promised them new homes. Many of the kids originally didn't want to go, many for different reasons, however, one of the most powerful ones is the want to see the Ascendancy pay for them taking their futures away. Tarak knew he wouldn't be able to convince them to take the Rau've up on their offer, so he decided to go with them. After all, what kind of big brother would leave their younger siblings to do the fighting. So Tarak pulled some old connections with some solo mercenaries to get a clue on a resistance movement, Moonstrike. He found the others as he told them of Moonstrike, as that will be their line to follow. A rumor of a rebellion.
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[b]Spell List:[/b]

Hunter's Resilience (High)- 
[hider=Hunter's Resilience]A passive spell that makes Tarak unique.  He has a thin layer of magic constantly surrounding him, this layer of magic is quite unique as it gives him a strange resilience to magic. May it be because of the nature of High magic, or may it be the presence of magic, but anything he wears around his body will be covered in this thin area of warding magic that lessens the impact of magic on him.

Mind magic is slightly less effective, offensive magic is slightly dampened, and healing magic is less potent. Yes, this is two-way magic, both helpful spells and harmful spells are less effective. The effectiveness of the spells are reduced to the point where they are only 80% as effective against him. This does not include illusions cast onto the world like holograms, alterations of physical objects to attack him, and the high magic healing cancelation damage. 

This does include all magics that are affecting his physical being specifically, so gravity manipulation of the area still includes him and will be dampened, and him stepping through a portal will cut around 1/5 of its time away from it's time it can be up, if there is one.[/hider]

[B]Exceptional Skill List:[/b] 
[hider=Skills]
[u]Wisdom of Solomon (Exceptional Leadership, Luck, & Insight)[/u]

Exceptional Leadership, Unnatural charisma, and the strange charisma to lead others even when they wish not to follow, may they be either too afraid or too stubborn.

Exceptional Luck, Unnatural luck in all things from small gambles to becoming lucky enough to make the right call in a life or death situation.

Exceptional Insight, Unnatural insight and instincts, able to read deeper into most things, as his very intuition and understanding can be seen to almost onto the same level as detectives.

[u]Demonic Resilience (Exceptional Will power & Natural Healing (Augmented))[/u]

Exceptional Will power, Unnatural resistance to magical mind-altering effects, and the mental fortitude to push through anything that is set before him, no matter the odds.

Exceptional Natural Healing (Augmented), Unnatural regenerative powers that far exceed the known human body, making were stabs and bullet wounds will heal after a few moments, and the body will quickly stabilize things like missing organs and limbs rather than them being immediately lethal, however, he can have only one thing being stabilized at a time.[/hider][/hider]