[hider=By the Will of the Omnisiah, You will Live] [b]Name:[/b] Severus Hierophox [b]Age:[/b] 48 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Race:[/b] Adeptus Mechanicus [b]Appearance:[/b] It is difficult to really call Severus human anymore. No part of him that one sees carries the hint or scrap of human skin, wrapped as he is in the iconic robes of mars, with brown red speckled smock and golden trim. His face looks more like a squid, the dozen tubes that connect into from his skull into the various systems that are attached to his body. In front of the tubes is a plate of five glowing green eyes as his optics. His left hand actually resembles a human hand before the fingers telescopically unfold into various tools. His left hand is a series of clawed cable like tendrils capable of manual manipulations beyond that of weak flesh, and that is before one gets to the mechadendrites, three of them. One is a servo arm holding a massive hydrolic claw and phosphor blow torch for heavy repairs. One holding all the medicae tools needed for knitting and exchanging flesh and the biologus cogitators. The last another limb for more tendrils to carry weapons and other gadgets for appeasing the machine spirits. One can see the various systems hanging from satchels and mechadendrite anchor points. The scanning devices. The data slabs. Entire tool kits, and a charging station for his servo skull Cornelius. He does also carry with him a number of biological specimen jars, just in case he comes across anything particularly interesting. When expecting trouble, his hands usually have a grenade launcher and bangoliers filled with his grenades, but he commonly would switch to his shock maul and web pistol, in order to prevent unnecessary loss of organ integrity. [b]Personality:[/b] The various attachments, wires, tubes, and connectors in his skull has affected his thought process and temperment as it had done with many of the Mechanicus. He speaks with a constant robotic inflection and doesn't appear to have any emotion aside from cold hard logic. However that is where the similarities between him and his other compatriots end. Severus seems to have an unorthodoxly open desire to converse with others. His words while monotone, always carry a playful hint about them. Something cheeky, sarcastic, with a rather morbid sense humor. He doesn't get angry, or sad, or annoyed and seems to take pleasure in doing it to others, as if his advanced state of being makes him above such emotions, and its up to him to show its superior and preferred side. He works on machines, but his passion, his hobby is in the biological form, experimenting on flesh and swapping it with stronger prosthetic components. It doesn't matter the source either, humans, xenos. All are just flesh, waiting to be processed, enhanced. That isn't to say that he is cruel. Despite his macabe fascinations, he has a rather optimistic point of view. All things are alive. Humans, Xenos have souls. Machines have their spirits. The Emperor. The Ominssiah. Their will extends like the Astranomicon across the stars. Even stars burn, live, die. He sees himself as a medicae, preserving life in unrotting metal. His rather unorthodox ideas of xenos does make some question his loyalty to the Imperium. However his faith in the Omnissiah is beyond reproach. They are the great creator. The engine of progress and creation. He believes himself an instrument of his will whenever he lays hands upon something to fix. He plays the litanies by vox cast, burns incense and lays the oils. He is friend to machine spirit as he is to flesh. If there is one thing he does have a profound hatred for, its chaos, and those that serve demonkind. Those that mix with the darker powers are a cancer, a rot that should be cut out. He hopes the infections are not so deep. Their organs can be put to better use. [b]Relationship to the Dynasty:[/b] Hierophox was offered as a favor between the Martian Adepts and the Dynasty. The Techpriest has no personal relationship with the Dynasty. [b]History:[/b] Vat grown on a Mechanicus ship to the Gothic Sector, Severus grew among the priest hood as an acolyte. Plying his knowledge, the trade, and all in all focusing hard to become another Engineseer, a noble profession that would see him supporting the other deparmentos of the Imperium. He knew he was not made for fame, glory, merely that his work would provide order, creation to the chaotic galaxy. His main apprenticeship would take place on Research Station X9 Artemis which would act as a harbringer force while the other planets were surveyed and colonized into the Imperiums Service. Then a Raiding force under the banner of Chaos sought to pillage and infest the system while Imperial presence was weak. The Research Station became a listening post by which the Mechnanicus could spy on the Raiders. The station had received countless attacks, and over time, communications were disrupted, and the station was considered lost. It would be years later that the Imperial Navy and Adeptus Astartes would purge the system of the Chaos Warband and the research station was rediscovered. It was a surprise when the short range radio picked up the Imperial distress voc. It was even more surprising that the gun turrets in a part of the station were still manned. It was considered impossible that a single member of the station had survived, Severus Hierophox, working frantically to maintain the core systems of the station and the hundreds of Servitors that were once its former crew, injured from the decades of repelling the attackers. Severus was rescued, but his time isolated had changed him. He became a gifted tech priest, but even under interrogation, he was considered unhinged, possibly tainted, yet he passed every test the adepts could give him. The Adeptus Mechanicus had saw his duty done as a great service to be honored, but the possible concern overrided welcoming him back to the fold. Instead, he would be given to a Rogue Trader to honor a deal. Best to continue the Great Work, far far away from Holy Terra. [b]Skills:[/b] [list][*]Passionate Genetor- While not a true member of the order, his love and passion are for the crafting and study of the flesh. Biology has such fascinating properties and he spends every moment he can manipulating it to its true purpose, to host the metal of the machine. [*]Tech Priest of Mars - His Order is more in line with the Artisan. Artisans, sometimes called "Constructors," are the Tech-priests who design and oversee the construction of new devices, edifices, spacecraft, weapons, technology and other Imperial civilian and military hardware. For that, he sees to the machine of the ship and its upkeep. [*]Data Archivist - A life of scholarly study with numerous data slates and cogitators, allows him to have a bit of knowledge for any given situation. [*]Servitor Fabricator - His specialty is craft and upkeep of servitors, provided he have the time and resources. [*]The Flesh is Weak - His form boasts numerous augments including his extra limbs, auspex implants, and general physically robustness. Handy for survival, gathering data, or having a tool for any occasion. [*]Non Lethal Combat - Knows how to put something down without excess damage. [*]Chem Tinkerer - Numerous experiments with alternative medicines and reagents, he has an array of drugs and grenades he could provide.[/list] [b]Equipment:[/b] [list] [*]Phosphor Burner - Acts as a Hand Flamer, attached to Servo Arm [*]Pneumatic Claw - For bashing, lifting, crushing, attached to Servo Arm [*]Webber Pistol - Blasts a globual of expanding sticky foam to incapacitate foes. [*]Shock Maul - A cudgel with a charge of electricity that disrupts electrical signals, both biological and mechanical. [*]Grenade Launcher - Commonly equipped with Smoke, Stun, Hallucinogen, Neurotoxin, and a few more destructive options. [*]Field Medicae Kit - Has enough supplies for a proper field surgery. [*]Enginseer Array - All the tools needed for on the spot repairs. Attached to mechadendrite. [*]Data Slates - For Record Keeping. [*]Specimen Bottles - Just in case. [*]Multi Range Optical Auspice - Able to view, infrared, ultraviolet, xray, and integrity scanner [*]Integrated Vox Caster - A short range radio [*]Telescopic lasher - Acting as his hand, gives him reach and greater dexterity. [*]Servo Skull - Cornelius, equipped with the various religious iconography needed to appease the machine spirits, censor burner, holy oils, prayer strips, and a number of recorded songs that play from a Vox Caster. [/list] [b]Miscellaneous:[/b] A motivation is that Severus has maintained a sample of the Poxwalker Plague among his personal items, and spends open hours trying in vein to discover a cure. This is entirely to spite the darker powers, that his medicae is superior then their vile tricks. [/hider]