Eisenhorn

Warhammer 40,000 - Chasing Chaos

Smiles asked if he slept well, commenting on the fact he looked better, and he shrugged idly. Not really, if he could have called his sleep that restful, but he was used to few hours of sleep before, so this was hardly anything new. So, beyond the unpleasant sleeping one could consider him well enough. He put up a brave front regardless, having gotten no response or even acknowledgment from the Cannoness. Great, the usual frigid bitch routine, he really didn't have time for that. But he turned his focus back to Smiles before the brief started and gave her a verbal response, that much was at least necessary. "Terribly, really. But sleep is sleep, I suppose."

Stukov had noticed the wooden boxes that Smiles had with her, but he didn't have time to actually ask about them before the briefing started. While Boss worried about dancing, which Stukov was thankfully unaware of, his mind was on far more practical terms. Guards that detonate with bunker busting levels of ordinance, which would have gotten a groan of irritation or disbelief on another day. Right now though, he was just contemplating on how to put the bastards down without setting them off. Since he was going to blatently ignore that little order if the needs demanded it, and he couldn't help but hate this pompous Cannoness. Sis had at least been attempting to be tolerable, but this one was just acting like she owned everything and everyone. Probably used to it, too, since most cases Sisters of Battle seemed to like and pull rank on things. But he kept his silence for now, since she was covering useful information. Even if the presentation was less than stellar. He had no problem taking orders, hell, that was his life. He had a problem taking orders from people who had no place to be issuing them, let alone in the place of technical and actual superiors. Far as he was aware, Inquisition trumped pretty much any organization when it came to the whole level of authority.

When the Cannoness decided to make a comment on termination, the silence afterwords was disturbed by a snort of amusement from the Armsman as he met her gaze with a dead even stare right back. The hellish burn of hatred in her eyes was met with a frigid glare in return, the disdain and utter contempt for her threat equal in level with her own glare. No, frankly, she would not be 'terminating' anyone. He would no break the gaze off first, but once she continued on he would continue to leave the icy cold glare locked onto right where she had met his own gaze. Any other day, he would have at least tried to be respectful and not be a pain in the ass. But he was sick and tired of how things had gone on this planet already, reinforcing his preference to never set foot planetside when able, without the advent of psyker powers and countless problems with Chaos, and even the Sisterhood itself early on. Now he had this Cannoness strutting around like she was the end all, be all of this operation. This is why he preferred Naval and Guard assets, when doing joint operations. Naval was in house, and Guard was typically far more tolerable and you knew what you were dealing with. Sororitas, the zealots tended to do things that did not make sense from a tactical manner, due to their faith and burn it all mentality. Sure, each individual was different, like Sis for example, but then there were the ones like this Cannoness. She was going to get them all killed, and that look in her eyes was distinctively abnormal for some faithful, pious being.

As she finished, the Armsman stood up without being dismissed or requesting as such, cracking his neck and picking up the Galvanic rifle. He couldn't be sneaking that along, not an oversized rifle meant for cogboys, so that would have to be stored for a mission that wasn't meant for being subtle. But he left the Cannoness with a parting comment, turning as he was really not looking forward to spending any moment longer in her company than he could possibly avoid. If Smiles had something to give him or show him, she would have to either catch him upstairs, or in their transport. "Being subtle is fine and all, but drop the blatant threats, Andromedai. Poor leadership, poor judgement, and unimaginative all rolled up into one depressingly common ball of a 'Leader'. Besides, if memory serves, no one executes agents of the Inquisition without either their consent, or a legitimately damn good reason. Your weapons will probably thaw after we've left." It hadn't been a conscious or even intentional gesture, but the temperature had dropped again when Stukov squared off his retaliatory comments towards the Cannoness, and anyone who knew Stukov for a long period of time would realize that using someone's full name was not a good sign from him. Her weapons motors and actions would be ice blocks, the cold gradually fading as the Armsman walked back upstairs, and while he was not happy with the warp powers manifesting, he couldn't help but approve of how they did.

Knowing he was going to have to leave the Galvanic rifle behind, he locked it away before looking at the clothing laid out for him to wear. Most of it was not terribly comfortable looking, and there was far too many ties. He had no idea how to wear a tie, so he went with the militaristic looking dress uniform, since it didn't seem like he was getting out of having to dress nicely. He chose a coat that would hide his armor and pistol, and would not be asked for at the door, and his knife was hidden in his boot. The one that was not bionic, at any rate. He still questioned how no one would confront him on the crude bionics, since most rich noble types would have equivalent bionics. But the attire was matte black, with no signs of metal or fancy flourishes. It was a very simple attire, but suitable for a formal affair. Very much the attire of a no nonsense veteran, or a bodyguard. Or both. But if Smiles didn't intercept him, he would make his way down to the transport and find his seat, not saying a word as he instead focused on his plans. He had ditched the non lethal ammo, not like his Naval pistol would punch through heavy enough carapace or power armor anyways, and was carrying ammo designed to punch through armor. Sure, wouldn't do much to power armor, but it would make a right mess of most anything else.

Stellar Uprising

Good to see the interest rolling in, sure as sure.

Stellar Uprising

Name: Gregory Church

Race: Human

Age: 44

Appearance: Towering over most other humans, Church is a massive example of the human male. Long years of hard labor has left him in the best physical shape of his life, even if it left something to be desired in personality. Under his crude looking clothing and cloak, is a towering mass that leaves not one bit of fat, being all muscle and scar tissue. Indeed, his most defining feature is the thick crisscross pattern of scars on his back, limbs, and even a long scar from the top of his left cheek, running down to the bottom of his right cheek. And yet, he has a thick, unkempt mass of raven black hair and a constant stubble that, no matter how long or often he shaves, remains no matter what. So he doesn't bother with messing with it, leaving it as is.

Powerset: Telekinetic Marauder (Telekinesis)
Mental Haymaker (Offensive) - Gathers up all his pent up rage and focuses it in a telekinetic blast, the size of a fist, usually aimed at a single enemy's face. Accompanied by a thrown punch, though this is unnecessary. While more powerful then usual attacks from telekinesis fields of skill, it is far more taxing and less elegant. Granted, this also means it takes raw power instead of clever redirection, typically, in duels of telekinesis since the raw, raging blow cares little for games of sport and is fully meant to smash through defenses instead of slipping around them.

Armor of Disdain (Defensive) - Encases himself in a suit of mental, repulsive, energy formed of his disdain for slavers and those that support them rather than resist. The more powerful his emotions towards a given foe, the more potent the defensive field. Likewise, near useless unless he has some level of disdain and hate for an opponent. Typically works well against most forms of attacks, but can only withstand as many blows as the mind can resist, dependent on willpower, although internal damage is suffered should more than a few blows be stopped, varying with strength granted..

GET OVER THERE! (Utility) - A cruder form of moving objects, the power grasps and launches something in the general direction that is desired. Not advisable for fragile or delicate work, but more than useful for launching larger, heavier objects where they are needed. If in an irate, angry state, the power is more useful, fueled by the irritation and rage fueled desire to just get things where they need to be. In theory useful on individuals, but not intended for such.

Personality: Church is a angry, typically unkind man that seems to care for little more than the next time he can drink. At first impressions he is gruff, xenophobic and blunt, lacking any sort of mannerisms or impressions of a gentle or free upbringing. He is distrustful and distant due to this, in his own words, never trusting anyone who makes more than he does. The more well spoken and gentlemanly someone comes across as, the less he likes them or trusts them, since he fully sees this as a matter of being in one of those families that bowed so readily to the alien slavers that held the reins over hundreds of races so readily. About the only time he seems happy is when there is booze, fighting, or some combination of the two. He throws himself at both with wild abandon, fighting with no concern for his own life and drinking like it was the last day of his life. But he is always tight lipped, never sharing his stories or past without a damn good reason. His hard exterior softens in the presence of other former slaves, even more so with others that fought against their captors as actively as he did, and reveals a troubled man indeed.

Skills: High Aptitude in Mechanical and Electrical applications, Ranged Combat, Brawling, Drinking

Crew position: Mechanic/Electrician, Cracker of Skulls (Joyfully self appointed)

Bio: Unlike many apparent fortunates, Church was born into slavery. He barely spent a few weeks a free baby before his family was taken off to the slave ships. His parents were no criminals but had, apparently, angered the wrong people and had the family, baby and all, trundled up the ramp and sent off to some God forsaken mining planet. His parents were dead with in a week, and his care rotated from surviving slave family to slave family, until he was old enough to take care of himself, barely at five years old.

Church was put to work as soon as he was physically able, working as an aid and running supplies all over the volcanic world's mineshafts and quarries, wherever his work group was shipped off to after their prior work was done. He got whipped and beaten often, by both the Vs'Ks'Thi slavers and other humans who were put into supervisory roles due to good behavior and no remorse for his fellow man. His hate for any slavers and their collaboraters only grew over the long years. He would spend over thirty years a slave, but he did learn a few things while he was a slave.

Firstly, between heavy manual labor, Church learned to work machinery and electronics rather impressivly. This was out of necessity, but he refined it in private, as part of his latest scheme to escape the slavery he was trapped in. His longest running ploy was an illegal communicator that sent vital information that would lead to the planet's eventual liberation. Granted, if it wasn't for his technical skills he would have long since been dead. But his masters sufficed with beating him within an inch of dying, and leaving medically inclined slaves to patch him up. Right before his liberation he stole a warden's shotgun, a hateful human man that enjoyed making his slave wards suffer, and would have gotten two facefulls of buckshot if his 35th birthday had not arrived.

On Church's 35th birthday the liberation came, and a massive number of slaves were freed from the mining world. One of the last off was Church, dragging two near dead men under each arm like they were just cargo, not even breaking a sweat from it. Escaping from slavery and tasting freedom for the first time, he volunteered to operate as part of liberation efforts for other humans. He was often times the muscle for operations, acting as mechanic and electrician when under cover, although he was ill suited for being sneaky or subtle when it came to slavers. But he would find himself on board the Washington, under the employ of a Captain Harris, and all he could do was wait for that chance to go crack some more slaver skulls. And their spineless pets that sold their fellow men into bondage for their own cushy lives.

Equipment: Two Handed Pipe Wrench, Sawed Off Over/Under Shotgun, mechanics tool kit, electricians tool kit, crude ballistic armor, thick all weather cloak, goggles and breathing mask

Stellar Uprising

This seems rather interesting, and questions I had were asked already, so I can start drawing up a CS then!

Endymion: Symphony of Echoes [Sci-FI Squad based Horror-ish w/ Exploration elements] (Always Accepting)

The Enstrian National Planetary League

A loose coalition of planets with various governmental systems and cultures within its jurisdiction. One thing is clear, typically, is that at least two partners and their allies are at war with each other at any given time. No subtle, cold wars either, but out and out open warfare. Since these are internal wars, the belligerents are not held to the standards of the laws of war, and as such can devolve into chemical, biological, nuclear, and other methods that, should outside parties get involved, could result in the GS organizing full scale peacekeeping efforts and pacifying the totality of the ENPL.

However, this also breeds a society based on survival and warfare, at the cost of all other notable advances. A common outlook among those that deal with the ENPL is that, while their technological levels are par, at best, hiring military advisers and mercenaries that have zero moral problems with engaging in almost any behavior, and will finish a contract once signed, makes ENPL mercenary companies highly sought after. In fact, their most notable export to the GS is in the form of mercenaries and military aid.

As a people, the ENPL are typically your average human, with varying ethnicity and crude mechanical augmentation among wealthier and more militarily successful worlds. On average, they are an equal split between male and female in all aspects of the culture, since gender really means little beyond who is giving birth in a relationship. Military is even more so, and half of the military command are female, which creates interesting situations when operating with patriarchal, and matriarchal, societies that operate male or female dominated military organizations They also don't care about species or race, so long as the forces in question do their jobs.

122nd Rangers

Name: 122nd ENPL Security Regiment | 1st Platoon Detachment "The Rangers"

Origins: The 122nd Rangers recruit from the shattered remains of warzones, taking the surviving veterans for the sole fact they survived, refining each of them into high quality forces. While not being abnormally well armed, specifically trained, or any other notable measurement in training, the Rangers are feared amongst most territorial forces within the ENPL. They operate independent of any individual world, answering only to the ENPL Board of Command.

Emblem/Colors: Each Ranger only has two insignia. One on their left shoulder, the Coat of Arms of their home world of choice, which varies as much as the individual Ranger. The other is the flag of the ENPL emblazoned over their heart, on top of their chest plate. The ENPL flag is a backdrop of numerous planets around a single super station, with the ENPL name emblazoned across in a superimposed font. The backdrop is white, and each planet is a different color representing the surviving member planets.

Total Size: 31 Rangers (10 man Sections, 8 Regulators each led by a senior most Sergeant and supporting Corporal, Plus Detachment CO)

Culture/Traditions: 122nd Members will squabble and bicker among themselves in a friendly manner, and often times do not maintain what most would consider formal military bearing. And how they love to flaunt that towards allied regiments that operate on tight, formal tradition and militarism.

Specialization: There isn't a man or woman among the Rangers that isn't a veteran of at least several wars. Being a rookie only means years with the regiment, and has no bearing on their skill. Their specialty, in short, is providing veteran, blooded soldiers that know precisely what they are doing in a war zone.

Regulators

Appearance:

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Skill: Highly Skilled, Motivated, and Determined.
Numbers: 24 with the Detachment
Equipment:

Mk1 Mod 7 MAW (Modular Assault Weapon

Regulators carry the latest generation of MAW issued by the ENPL, designed for general purpose use and coverage of a variety of situations instead of being highly specialized for a specific purpose. Rangers carry kits for changing out parts to affect range, rate of fire, and other points. By default, the Regulators deploying on this mission are using a closer range Carbine set up, foregrips attached for increased control.

Mk13 Self Defense Pistol

As much a symbol of acceptance and status as a Ranger then anything else, the 30mm, single shot 'Self Defense Pistol' is in reality an oversized, massive hand cannon that is designed to augment the average Regulator's lack of extremely hard hitting tools. A 30mm slug tends to end arguments, and some Regulators jokingly call the Mk13's their way of solving an "Argument." Any argument needing the application of these sidearms tends to not be worth pursuing by the opposing party.

Det Charges

Regulators, and most Rangers period, only carry one explosive. Modular Det Charges, their payload and direction modified prior to deployment. Standard set up is a fragmentation grenade of average operation, but they can be directional for demolition work, should the need arise.

Description: Regulators are equipped and expected to fill any specific role in the battlefield should the need arise. To become one of the baseline troopers within the Rangers, Regulators have to have engaged in several wars at least, the more severe each war, the fewer the number. Section command, the Sergeant of a section or Officer in charge of a three section detachment, decides how severe a war was and how much worth it puts on a prospect. Beyond that, their individual skill and traits are taken into account prior to allowing entry.

Once accepted, they go through a form of basic training run by Rangers, for Rangers, to weed out those that don't have the fortitude to hold on to the will to survive. Wash outs go back to their old armies and worlds. Most see even being considered a badge of honor, but a few shun these failures, so washing out often times is not an option for prospects. Despite the brutal training and induction, it is rare for a recruit to wash out. Once successful, they receive their Mk13 and gear, and are assigned to a section. After that, they are part of the team, since no Ranger is green in the slightest.

Corporals

Appearance:

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Skill: Highly Skilled, Motivated, and Determined.
Numbers: 3 with the Detachment
Equipment:

Mk2 Mod0 Shotcannon

Corporals, being second only to the Sergeant of a section, are given more responsibility and a more focused job. They carry the specialized weapons for the squad, whether its a full heavy weapon or merely a specialized tool that would not fit for squad wide carry. In this situation, they were sent in with the Mk2 Shotcannon. A fancy name for a standard shotgun, the customized shotguns operate pretty much how you would expect, with one nasty surprise instead. Corporals modify their ammo to increase laceration and penetration, often in illegal manners under the laws governing war. Just don't tell the command, yea?

Mk13 Self Defense Pistol

As much a symbol of acceptance and status as a Ranger then anything else, the 30mm, single shot 'Self Defense Pistol' is in reality an oversized, massive hand cannon that is designed to augment the average Regulator's lack of extremely hard hitting tools. A 30mm slug tends to end arguments, and some Regulators jokingly call the Mk13's their way of solving an "Argument." Any argument needing the application of these sidearms tends to not be worth pursuing by the opposing party.

Det Charges

Regulators, and most Rangers period, only carry one explosive. Modular Det Charges, their payload and direction modified prior to deployment. Standard set up is a fragmentation grenade of average operation, but they can be directional for demolition work, should the need arise.

Description: Corporals are Rangers that have displayed two traits. They have leadership capabilities to some degree, not as much as a Sergeant, and are abnormally good at killing. With these traits in mind, they are given extra training in specialist weapons that are issued only on an as needed basis. Before each deployment likely compositions of enemies are figured out and gear is issued to the Sections as necessary. While not natural leaders like the Sergeants are, they are good at backing them up and supporting their jobs, which is the other half of their role besides specialist weapon support.

Sergeants

Appearance:

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Skill: Highly Skilled, Motivated, and Determined.
Numbers: 3 with the Detachment
Equipment:

Mk1 Mod 8 Modular Assault Weapon

Sergeants are issued an updated platform of the MAW not normally issued to rank and file Regulators due to cost. Effectively the same weapon, the Mod 8 MAW has a smoother, more easily altered part system and has unique attachments that cannot be used by the Mod 7. In this case, the Sergeant's MAWs are deployed as Carbines by default with foregrips instead of underslung attachments, increasing their control and accuracy.

Mk13 Self Defense Pistol

As much a symbol of acceptance and status as a Ranger then anything else, the 30mm, single shot 'Self Defense Pistol' is in reality an oversized, massive hand cannon that is designed to augment the average Regulator's lack of extremely hard hitting tools. A 30mm slug tends to end arguments, and some Regulators jokingly call the Mk13's their way of solving an "Argument." Any argument needing the application of these sidearms tends to not be worth pursuing by the opposing party.

Det Charges

Regulators, and most Rangers period, only carry one explosive. Modular Det Charges, their payload and direction modified prior to deployment. Standard set up is a fragmentation grenade of average operation, but they can be directional for demolition work, should the need arise.

Command and Control Suite

Accessed from either the helmet HUD or the wristpad, the C&C Suite is the Sergeants link to the rest of the squad, and head of operations, to ensure smooth, easy operations and an effective chain of command. Should the Sergeant become a causality, the wristpad can be detached and integrated with the corporal or another Regulator's kit, ensuring that a loss of communication and chain of command is less likely.

Description: Sergeants lead the Regulators with the aid of their assigned Corporal. Responsible for the men and women under their command, each Sergeant has undergone several more wars with the Rangers before even being considered, and all have done time as Corporals for previous sergeants so they know better what their job will be once they advance. Most Regulators, Corporals, and Sergeants never leave these levels, as officers are drawn in as officers and only a select few will be picked as aides to the officers. Being at the top of their chains, the Sergeants can focus solely on their jobs instead of worrying about promotions or other things that might cloud judgement in an operation.

Important Personnel

Name: Captain Damian Kurtz
Appearance:

Appearance

Age: 47
Rank/Position/Title: Captain/Known Hero of the ENPL
Equipment:

Custom .380 Import Special

Personally purchased by Captain Kurtz on his own pay, the Custom .380 was built on an old name stolen by a ENPL arms producer and he painstakingly went about rebuilding it and custom tooling it into a high class sidearm. Lacking the raw power of the Ranger standard pistol, it has advantages in practically every other field. A semi automatic pistol, utilizing grip inserted magazines, to pump out .380 caliber rounds at a fast pace, it provides Captain Kurtz his primary means of ranged combat and, while nothing to sneeze at, certainly is not the most effective means of self defense. To be fair, coupled with his other equipment makes the Custom .380 far more effective than one might initially give credit for.

Backbiter

A personal blade that Kurtz inherited from the last Captain of his detachment, the blade utilizes a monomolecular edge that can cut most materials to ribbons, with enough slashes. The blade is well balanced for the ambi dexterous man, and he can often hold the Backbiter in one hand and his Custom .380 in the other hand. This is what makes his natural combat style with his sidearm as lethal as it is, and able to keep up with his fellow Rangers. Plus, it provides a positive moral vision when he charged into a combat zone, blade raised in one hand and sidearm leveled upon the enemy with the others. Rangers gladly follow such a man, since he will lead the way into the maw of death and violence itself.

Custom Combat Armor

Having earned the right to real combat armor, instead of the standard issue, crude looking ballistic plates that the regular grunts utilize, Kurtz wears a rare example of advanced tech within the ENPL. This is relative, since his armor is still considered outdated since it lacks most features that one would expect out of full suited armor of a design like his. But it still regulates internal temperature and can void seal, and provides better protection than the average armor, so its not all bad.

Command and Control Master Module

Issued to the CO of any given detachment or regiment, the C&C Master Module allows him a constant feedback of individual soldier data, reports from the field, effective remaining fighting members in an assigned field of operations, and other vital information for making intelligent decisions on where and when to send men, hold out, retreat, or attack from. Likewise, his Sergeants can keep up with the information being sent back from the CO to them, so they can operate and make smarter decisions based on information beyond their normal ability to detect or gather.

Personality: Captain Kurtz is a cunning, level headed man who will not discount any possibility in a possible warzone situation. Having seen the worst of what the ENPL does to each other, the good Captain will not discount any report from his men, or those of trusted allies, willing to operate and investigate using his own resources and manpower as needed to respond to potential threats. He takes life seriously, but remains jovial to his men and courteous to his allied forces as well. No one has ever seen him panic, or at least that they know of thanks to his armor, which helps create an air of confident authority that others outside his own detachment tend to notice.

Bio: Captain Kurtz is a household name in many ENPL households. Some consider him a lauded hero of the ENPL and their security forces, fighting the good fight and doing what he must to defend the innocents caught in the crossfire between provincial forces fighting each other from planet to planet. Others, think he is a war criminal like any other ENPL officer, willing to resort to any means necessary to achieve ultimate victory. The truth is hardly as sinister, or even heroic. He is a soldier and a leader of men, and while he fully intends on insuring the lives of his men are secure, the mission will come first. He makes this very clear to each and every man under his command that, should the mission demand it, they will be sacrificed in the name of completing the mission. He remains frank with those under his command, and gets results that made him noticeable by the ENPL command structure. For good or ill, though, is debatable as he finds himself assigned to backwater jobs as well as frontline work. But he goes where he is needed, according to his superiors, and does his job with no complaint.

Warhammer 40,000 - Chasing Chaos

Gonna post tomorrow, maybe.

For Stukov, instead of wearing a suit, I was thinking he'd wear a bodyguard-like outfit, keeping his weapons and stuff.

@Skyrte

Agreed, Stukov doesn't do formal wear.

Endymion: Symphony of Echoes [Sci-FI Squad based Horror-ish w/ Exploration elements] (Always Accepting)

I love how peeps are using the "GalSen abbreviation, that I coined.

@LHG100

LHG is credit to team.

Endymion: Symphony of Echoes [Sci-FI Squad based Horror-ish w/ Exploration elements] (Always Accepting)

As a general notice to everyone, technology will not keep you safe, hiding behind large amounts of metal and electronics will only make your vulenerable to that less-tech reliant platoons don't have to worry about quite as much. Everything has its pros and cons. Remember, the beasties don't care if you're wearing fancy power or fancy 19th century uniforms, you are still very tasty on the inside :P

@ClocktowerEchos

Doesn't matter if the tasty treat is in cans or wrappers, eh? Also tweaking the attire of my guys, wont change the verbage, but figured the armored look doesn't fit most of them.

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EDIT: And done, decided that the Captain needed some clarification on his armor and the fact that it really isn't that advanced.

Endymion: Symphony of Echoes [Sci-FI Squad based Horror-ish w/ Exploration elements] (Always Accepting)

And popping on over from the int check.

The Enstrian National Planetary League

A loose coalition of planets with various governmental systems and cultures within its jurisdiction. One thing is clear, typically, is that at least two partners and their allies are at war with each other at any given time. No subtle, cold wars either, but out and out open warfare. Since these are internal wars, the belligerents are not held to the standards of the laws of war, and as such can devolve into chemical, biological, nuclear, and other methods that, should outside parties get involved, could result in the GS organizing full scale peacekeeping efforts and pacifying the totality of the ENPL.

However, this also breeds a society based on survival and warfare, at the cost of all other notable advances. A common outlook among those that deal with the ENPL is that, while their technological levels are par, at best, hiring military advisers and mercenaries that have zero moral problems with engaging in almost any behavior, and will finish a contract once signed, makes ENPL mercenary companies highly sought after. In fact, their most notable export to the GS is in the form of mercenaries and military aid.

As a people, the ENPL are typically your average human, with varying ethnicity and crude mechanical augmentation among wealthier and more militarily successful worlds. On average, they are an equal split between male and female in all aspects of the culture, since gender really means little beyond who is giving birth in a relationship. Military is even more so, and half of the military command are female, which creates interesting situations when operating with patriarchal, and matriarchal, societies that operate male or female dominated military organizations They also don't care about species or race, so long as the forces in question do their jobs.

122nd Rangers

Name: 122nd ENPL Security Regiment | 1st Platoon Detachment "The Rangers"

Origins: The 122nd Rangers recruit from the shattered remains of warzones, taking the surviving veterans for the sole fact they survived, refining each of them into high quality forces. While not being abnormally well armed, specifically trained, or any other notable measurement in training, the Rangers are feared amongst most territorial forces within the ENPL. They operate independent of any individual world, answering only to the ENPL Board of Command.

Emblem/Colors: Each Ranger only has two insignia. One on their left shoulder, the Coat of Arms of their home world of choice, which varies as much as the individual Ranger. The other is the flag of the ENPL emblazoned over their heart, on top of their chest plate. The ENPL flag is a backdrop of numerous planets around a single super station, with the ENPL name emblazoned across in a superimposed font. The backdrop is white, and each planet is a different color representing the surviving member planets.

Total Size: 31 Rangers (10 man Sections, 8 Regulators each led by a senior most Sergeant and supporting Corporal, Plus Detachment CO)

Culture/Traditions: 122nd Members will squabble and bicker among themselves in a friendly manner, and often times do not maintain what most would consider formal military bearing. And how they love to flaunt that towards allied regiments that operate on tight, formal tradition and militarism.

Specialization: There isn't a man or woman among the Rangers that isn't a veteran of at least several wars. Being a rookie only means years with the regiment, and has no bearing on their skill. Their specialty, in short, is providing veteran, blooded soldiers that know precisely what they are doing in a war zone.

Regulators

Appearance:

Image

Skill: Highly Skilled, Motivated, and Determined.
Numbers: 24 with the Detachment
Equipment:

Mk1 Mod 7 MAW (Modular Assault Weapon

Regulators carry the latest generation of MAW issued by the ENPL, designed for general purpose use and coverage of a variety of situations instead of being highly specialized for a specific purpose. Rangers carry kits for changing out parts to affect range, rate of fire, and other points. By default, the Regulators deploying on this mission are using a closer range Carbine set up, foregrips attached for increased control.

Mk13 Self Defense Pistol

As much a symbol of acceptance and status as a Ranger then anything else, the 30mm, single shot 'Self Defense Pistol' is in reality an oversized, massive hand cannon that is designed to augment the average Regulator's lack of extremely hard hitting tools. A 30mm slug tends to end arguments, and some Regulators jokingly call the Mk13's their way of solving an "Argument." Any argument needing the application of these sidearms tends to not be worth pursuing by the opposing party.

Det Charges

Regulators, and most Rangers period, only carry one explosive. Modular Det Charges, their payload and direction modified prior to deployment. Standard set up is a fragmentation grenade of average operation, but they can be directional for demolition work, should the need arise.

Description: Regulators are equipped and expected to fill any specific role in the battlefield should the need arise. To become one of the baseline troopers within the Rangers, Regulators have to have engaged in several wars at least, the more severe each war, the fewer the number. Section command, the Sergeant of a section or Officer in charge of a three section detachment, decides how severe a war was and how much worth it puts on a prospect. Beyond that, their individual skill and traits are taken into account prior to allowing entry.

Once accepted, they go through a form of basic training run by Rangers, for Rangers, to weed out those that don't have the fortitude to hold on to the will to survive. Wash outs go back to their old armies and worlds. Most see even being considered a badge of honor, but a few shun these failures, so washing out often times is not an option for prospects. Despite the brutal training and induction, it is rare for a recruit to wash out. Once successful, they receive their Mk13 and gear, and are assigned to a section. After that, they are part of the team, since no Ranger is green in the slightest.

Corporals

Appearance:

Image

Skill: Highly Skilled, Motivated, and Determined.
Numbers: 3 with the Detachment
Equipment:

Mk2 Mod0 Shotcannon

Corporals, being second only to the Sergeant of a section, are given more responsibility and a more focused job. They carry the specialized weapons for the squad, whether its a full heavy weapon or merely a specialized tool that would not fit for squad wide carry. In this situation, they were sent in with the Mk2 Shotcannon. A fancy name for a standard shotgun, the customized shotguns operate pretty much how you would expect, with one nasty surprise instead. Corporals modify their ammo to increase laceration and penetration, often in illegal manners under the laws governing war. Just don't tell the command, yea?

Mk13 Self Defense Pistol

As much a symbol of acceptance and status as a Ranger then anything else, the 30mm, single shot 'Self Defense Pistol' is in reality an oversized, massive hand cannon that is designed to augment the average Regulator's lack of extremely hard hitting tools. A 30mm slug tends to end arguments, and some Regulators jokingly call the Mk13's their way of solving an "Argument." Any argument needing the application of these sidearms tends to not be worth pursuing by the opposing party.

Det Charges

Regulators, and most Rangers period, only carry one explosive. Modular Det Charges, their payload and direction modified prior to deployment. Standard set up is a fragmentation grenade of average operation, but they can be directional for demolition work, should the need arise.

Description: Corporals are Rangers that have displayed two traits. They have leadership capabilities to some degree, not as much as a Sergeant, and are abnormally good at killing. With these traits in mind, they are given extra training in specialist weapons that are issued only on an as needed basis. Before each deployment likely compositions of enemies are figured out and gear is issued to the Sections as necessary. While not natural leaders like the Sergeants are, they are good at backing them up and supporting their jobs, which is the other half of their role besides specialist weapon support.

Sergeants

Appearance:

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Skill: Highly Skilled, Motivated, and Determined.
Numbers: 3 with the Detachment
Equipment:

Mk1 Mod 8 Modular Assault Weapon

Sergeants are issued an updated platform of the MAW not normally issued to rank and file Regulators due to cost. Effectively the same weapon, the Mod 8 MAW has a smoother, more easily altered part system and has unique attachments that cannot be used by the Mod 7. In this case, the Sergeant's MAWs are deployed as Carbines by default with foregrips instead of underslung attachments, increasing their control and accuracy.

Mk13 Self Defense Pistol

As much a symbol of acceptance and status as a Ranger then anything else, the 30mm, single shot 'Self Defense Pistol' is in reality an oversized, massive hand cannon that is designed to augment the average Regulator's lack of extremely hard hitting tools. A 30mm slug tends to end arguments, and some Regulators jokingly call the Mk13's their way of solving an "Argument." Any argument needing the application of these sidearms tends to not be worth pursuing by the opposing party.

Det Charges

Regulators, and most Rangers period, only carry one explosive. Modular Det Charges, their payload and direction modified prior to deployment. Standard set up is a fragmentation grenade of average operation, but they can be directional for demolition work, should the need arise.

Command and Control Suite

Accessed from either the helmet HUD or the wristpad, the C&C Suite is the Sergeants link to the rest of the squad, and head of operations, to ensure smooth, easy operations and an effective chain of command. Should the Sergeant become a causality, the wristpad can be detached and integrated with the corporal or another Regulator's kit, ensuring that a loss of communication and chain of command is less likely.

Description: Sergeants lead the Regulators with the aid of their assigned Corporal. Responsible for the men and women under their command, each Sergeant has undergone several more wars with the Rangers before even being considered, and all have done time as Corporals for previous sergeants so they know better what their job will be once they advance. Most Regulators, Corporals, and Sergeants never leave these levels, as officers are drawn in as officers and only a select few will be picked as aides to the officers. Being at the top of their chains, the Sergeants can focus solely on their jobs instead of worrying about promotions or other things that might cloud judgement in an operation.

Important Personnel

Name: Captain Damian Kurtz
Appearance:

Appearance

Age: 47
Rank/Position/Title: Captain/Known Hero of the ENPL
Equipment:

Custom .380 Import Special

Personally purchased by Captain Kurtz on his own pay, the Custom .380 was built on an old name stolen by a ENPL arms producer and he painstakingly went about rebuilding it and custom tooling it into a high class sidearm. Lacking the raw power of the Ranger standard pistol, it has advantages in practically every other field. A semi automatic pistol, utilizing grip inserted magazines, to pump out .380 caliber rounds at a fast pace, it provides Captain Kurtz his primary means of ranged combat and, while nothing to sneeze at, certainly is not the most effective means of self defense. To be fair, coupled with his other equipment makes the Custom .380 far more effective than one might initially give credit for.

Backbiter

A personal blade that Kurtz inherited from the last Captain of his detachment, the blade utilizes a monomolecular edge that can cut most materials to ribbons, with enough slashes. The blade is well balanced for the ambi dexterous man, and he can often hold the Backbiter in one hand and his Custom .380 in the other hand. This is what makes his natural combat style with his sidearm as lethal as it is, and able to keep up with his fellow Rangers. Plus, it provides a positive moral vision when he charged into a combat zone, blade raised in one hand and sidearm leveled upon the enemy with the others. Rangers gladly follow such a man, since he will lead the way into the maw of death and violence itself.

Custom Combat Armor

Having earned the right to real combat armor, instead of the standard issue, crude looking ballistic plates that the regular grunts utilize, Kurtz wears a rare example of advanced tech within the ENPL. This is relative, since his armor is still considered outdated since it lacks most features that one would expect out of full suited armor of a design like his. But it still regulates internal temperature and can void seal, and provides better protection than the average armor, so its not all bad.

Command and Control Master Module

Issued to the CO of any given detachment or regiment, the C&C Master Module allows him a constant feedback of individual soldier data, reports from the field, effective remaining fighting members in an assigned field of operations, and other vital information for making intelligent decisions on where and when to send men, hold out, retreat, or attack from. Likewise, his Sergeants can keep up with the information being sent back from the CO to them, so they can operate and make smarter decisions based on information beyond their normal ability to detect or gather.

Personality: Captain Kurtz is a cunning, level headed man who will not discount any possibility in a possible warzone situation. Having seen the worst of what the ENPL does to each other, the good Captain will not discount any report from his men, or those of trusted allies, willing to operate and investigate using his own resources and manpower as needed to respond to potential threats. He takes life seriously, but remains jovial to his men and courteous to his allied forces as well. No one has ever seen him panic, or at least that they know of thanks to his armor, which helps create an air of confident authority that others outside his own detachment tend to notice.

Bio: Captain Kurtz is a household name in many ENPL households. Some consider him a lauded hero of the ENPL and their security forces, fighting the good fight and doing what he must to defend the innocents caught in the crossfire between provincial forces fighting each other from planet to planet. Others, think he is a war criminal like any other ENPL officer, willing to resort to any means necessary to achieve ultimate victory. The truth is hardly as sinister, or even heroic. He is a soldier and a leader of men, and while he fully intends on insuring the lives of his men are secure, the mission will come first. He makes this very clear to each and every man under his command that, should the mission demand it, they will be sacrificed in the name of completing the mission. He remains frank with those under his command, and gets results that made him noticeable by the ENPL command structure. For good or ill, though, is debatable as he finds himself assigned to backwater jobs as well as frontline work. But he goes where he is needed, according to his superiors, and does his job with no complaint.

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Sounds like a right helpful bunch, sure as sure.