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Resol'nare - How the Mando Boys (and Girls) Won the War [Star Wars]

Got room for another? I can try and drop a character in the next 24 hours, easy.

@webboysurf

Awesome, go for it!

Resol'nare - How the Mando Boys (and Girls) Won the War [Star Wars]

@Dusty@ReusableSword@vietmyke Gonna roll this weekend.

@jbcool In or out, my friend?

Spiritum - Reborn

Sorry, I might have to withdraw at this point :( I might drag the pace because of major the timezone difference.

@Hashih

I don't know about that. We aren't necessarily the fastest posters, going by the last time.

If you need clarification on a point, you can always contact us by Discord. HeySeuss #6650.

Battletech: Anabasis

(for the sake of brevity, assuming all enemies disabled by now-NPC members of the lance.)

As the smoke and fire cleared, it appeared that Rat Lance had the advantage, with most enemies down through the efforts of the lance. The Thunderbolt pilot did the math. There was a series of small explosions at the cockpit as the head's cockpit hatch blew off its hinges and the chair went up in the air on a jet. A parachute deployed once the thing got altitude.

That's when the comms came in from 1-5, "Contacts bearing northeast of the position, three fast moving contacts at 20-40 tons each."

"1-6 here, pull back the vehicles and bring down fire on them, over. Fight's not over," Hart intoned grimly, "Let's see if we can't keep this at range."

A quick glance over lance status info on one of the cockpit displays confirmed some of what the Captain knew. His group took a beating trying to fight that beast of a TDR. It looked like they were generally alright, but that the pirate had a roving patrol that they called in when there was trouble.

Mattlov checked his own status. He had a right torso that was pretty well mangled from the ammo explosion and scrapes along the armor, but otherwise, fundamentally sound. The Shadow Hawk ran fairly cool, except that the laser spiked the heat when used and needed to be nursed along. He checked for good terrain where he could set himself with that left torso exposed but the right shielded, to take some of the incoming fire, but could find little in the basin where they'd had their fight with the Thunderbolt.

There was comm chatter on the support tac net as the vehicles coordinated a withdrawal and the spotter, heretofore quiet and out of the fight, started to coordinate the fire patterns. The Arrow VI and artillery rounds screamed overhead in their trajectory toward the oncoming enemy, looking to catch them on the advance. Midway in the trajectory, the projectiles broke up and pieces scattered on the approach, along with the notification from the spotter, "Rat Lance, sending telemetry on the location of the mines, avoid those at all costs. We're switching to conventional rounds."

"Dropship is powering up," Hart added, "But we have a window to disable it if we can handle this engagement quickly." And then they'd get answers.

Spiritum - Reborn

Gideon Tyrol Anbruch

Gideon Tyrol Anbruch
21|5'10|A+

_{A P P E R A N C E}

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Blonde-haired and gray-eyed, he inherited the classic looks of the Rass line. A decade spent in assault courses, ruck marches and other combat training exercises at the Citadel have left him lean in places, and thickened in others; a broad back and shoulders, long legs and strong arms. Off-duty, he prefers a button down shirt, untucked, and jeans, preferring a casual look that helps him blend into a club or pub. If on leave long enough, he'll put on some stubble as a bit of rebellion against the clean cut look always expected of him.

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

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Gideon likes to affect a devil-may-care attitude and pretend to be a thick-headed jock that fires synapses but infrequently. He is a good actor, having been forced to play a role under scrutiny much his life.

It's not really a lie, he enjoys a good sweat and physical activity to take his mind off things. He also enjoys problems to solve. He's more of a hands on person. If anything, he is quick to make irreverent comments and likes to be one of the lads, particularly in the barracks at the Citadel. He has remained at a Cadet Corporal rank (academy rank means little to one's career afterward, when it gets real) because he's wanted to. He made sure to mouth off to the right people at the right time to prevent some sort of big to-do about a prince getting promoted to any sort of special position in the Warden Corps of Cadets.

He is, in a sense, able to manipulate people from that perspective. Nonetheless, he wants to prove that he is more than his name and his family. Granddady isn't going to be on a battlefield to keep him safe, and he has a bit of a chip on his shoulder about being given special treatment. When he's not deliberately being a smartass, the real Gideon is watching people carefully. He's done it all his life, trying to figure people out. They're the most interesting puzzle. His psychological adaptability, which is part of his 'one of the lads' charm, has been noted by his instructors.

Also part of that 'one of the lads' attitude is that he tends to be distant to strangers. Not one for casual acquaintance is Gideon, he prefers the company of people he knows and trusts. The public eye is harsh on his family, and he doesn't let people past a casual acquaintance into friendship all that easily. He is good at putting people at arm's length, but among mates, he's fairly relaxed.

_{B A C K G R O U N D}

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Born as the second-born child of HRH Daniel Rass Anbuch, Herzog von Austberg and the second son of King Balthazar, and HRH Johanna (neé Giehl), Gideon was born into notoriety and media scrutiny. Prince Daniel, a naval officer until there was a terrible training accident, became heavily involved in public relations work and philanthropy, which was considered a good option for the royal family at large. His mother, a materials scientist, met Daniel while working as a R&D project manager for Rassvet Military Industries (RMI), working on current generation polymers for military applications. Gideon was the middle child and was somewhat forgettable until the Survey when he was assessed with a connection to the Mist.

The reality was that while the Royal Family could have pulled strings to avoid having WARDEN take young Gideon, it was considered a good thing to have a youngster of House Anbruch in the ranks of one of the kingdom's most visible institutions. It was meant to be a stint in the Wardens and then onto a life of doing something else. Gideon was put through the training like the others, though he made up for it when given time away from the Citadel. There was, regrettably, media scrutiny. Like any teenager, he screwed up multiple times, said dumb things and made a jackass of himself, especially as the later years happened and the parties got more outlandish and ridiculous. House Anbruch's press relations people had their hands full, at times.

When he wasn't pulling stunts or engaged in military training, he took to the rugby field, enjoying a good sweat -- it took his mind off things. His academic performance was alright, but not in the top percentile. His performance in the military training was quite good. He had endurance to spare and his magical talents were unorthodox; lacking the power of his peers, he focused on creative solutions rather than power solutions.

He picked courses with an emphasis on asymmetric warfare; SERE, improvised explosives, construction, demolition (including IED's), communications, reconnaissance and camouflage, many of these taught by veteran WARDEN instructor Sergeant-Major Matthias Rask, who took a shine to Gideon and assumed a mentorship role. He also took courses in the Vangar language. In field exercises where he was handed the command of a squad of classmates, normal rotation where they were all tested as such, he scored much higher than his strictly classroom grades would indicate. His understanding of limitations, with less magical firepower than most of his classmates, made him adaptable and creative, since falling short is not a part of his makeup.

During the last couple years, he had a relationship with a much older woman by the name of Georgette Duvalier, an art broker, and it got out. As divorced thirty-something and the barely-twenty scion of one of the Realm's princes made for quite the tabloid scandal and headlines. In one particular instance, Gideon threw a cameraman that asked nasty questions about Ms. Duvalier's emotional breakdown down onto the pavement, which resulted in a disciplinary action at the Citadel. He was unrepentant about the whole thing, as only a young man could be with the first woman that took his heart. All the same, after that, there were no more outings on leave; he and his friends would spend their time on safe grounds, out of town and well away from the press.

Graduation came on the heels of the war; they cut out the visits anyway and the pressure was on. Suddenly, WARDENs were needed as they never were before. It was surprising to Gideon that they weren't graduated in a fast ceremony and sent to the front, but the supreme effort of Rassvet's Defense Forces managed to create a stalemate situation on the Orestia line. Now, facing the prospect of deployment, Gideon and some of his classmates are waiting for their assignments, and some of them won't be coming back to the reunions. So they have one last chance to howl at the moon together before they have to let go of their childhoods and take on their sworn duty.

_{C O M B A T}

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Gideon is best with ranged weaponry, typically using an assault rifle or carbine for versatility. His power is not one of the most burgeoning, but he's put in a lot of effort and thought into his use of magic; others practice slinging fireballs, Gideon spent his time at the Citadel improvising with known effects and finding new things to do with what he had. In this world of fireballs, he works in subtlety and shadows.

He has a taste for magics that are often overlooked and has, cunningly, combined this with his studies in rifle marksmanship, asymmetric warfare and improvised weaponry, including explosives, to give him quite the ability to lay ambushes and create mayhem behind the lines.

Closer up, Gideon is more of a takedown guy, instead of a toe-to-toe fighter like so many other Wardens. Not for him, a fair fight. To that effect, he is particularly good with the standard issue "Knife, Fighting Mk.IV," which is mostly steel and a grip wrapped in paracord. His load is surprisingly light because he has dispensed with a lot of gear that a conventional soldier might carry, taking the Warden philosophy behind the design of the Aegis, which allows them to dispense with plate carriers and armor (heavy) in the first place.

More than that, Gideon is an unconventional 'out of the box' thinker.

_{N O T E S}

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In his off time, he is an avid hiker and mountain climber, if he's not on a rugby field. He's all for the challenge and, most importantly, the privacy of the outdoors.

_{R E L A T I O N S H I P S}

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- Setzer - Strong relationship based on mutual interests and a shared outlook. The training was meant to encourage bonding between squadmates. There is one key difference; Setzer likes the limelight, Gideon is much harder to approach. Odds are that if one is in trouble, the other is on hand to assist in some way.
- Galahad - The two got off on the wrong foot but managed to settle it down during the course of school. Essentially, the argument came down to attitude and everything chilled out around the time the puberty wore off. It also helped that they started collaborating on tactical problems; that collaboration helped put Barghest Squad on top of class rankings in field exercises.
- Zimmy - Zimmy is firmly friendzoned in Gideon's world. Sometimes, Zimmy is everyone's best bet for a good time. However, if one needs sleep, peace and quiet, she is the enemy. Sometimes, Gideon feels tired just looking at her zip around and he's an endurance athlete (as they all are.)
- Lee - Lee is the social opposite of Gideon but for all that, he's a colleague; they think alike and so they are often bouncing ideas off one another. Both prefer the unorthodox and unconventional in their approaches. On the other hand, they tend to mouth off at each other, so it sounds like they're constantly putting each other down but in petty sorts of ways where they mock each other's accent and socio-economic background, along with other offensive stereotypes. End of the day, there's a shared joy in watching properly set explosives go off on the intended recipients.
Lori - The refugee's predicament is one Gideon can sympathize with; Rassvet is in this pickle with the Vangar because they pursued isolationism for so long when they could have been more engaged. His father's refugee resettlement work and other philanthropy made him more aware of the situation, but Rassvet's parliament runs the show and they decided to play a very short term game. On a more personal level, the observation of Lori's insects and the descriptions of the link gave him the idea of working with a similar mechanism for their use...but so far, only partial success. Link, slight headache and some nosebleeding. Major migraine and huge nosebleed if Galahad does it.
- Kitty - Gideon always had to hand it to Kitty, because if there was some sort of award for turning the Citadel on its head, she won it, hands down. He always appreciated the model; one is forced to do something, but that doesn't mean one has to do it on anything but one's own terms. So in a very unlikely sort of way, he's been willing to assist the enterprise for the thrill of the great outfoxing game that ran for years until the Citadel finally shut everything down. The ironic thing is that with money on the line, people became a lot more intense about field exercises and sparring matches with the incentivization of what already existed. Betting on Barghest paid off too.

Spiritum - Reborn

Oh shit, this is back again? Every time I get wistful about this RP it always manages to come back. I'd love to rejoin if you'll have me and Lee again. Made a few minor edits but he's still basically the same.

Lee

Leander "Lee" Datchery
21|5'9|B+

_{A P P E R A N C E}

Standing at 5'9, Lee is a tad bit shorter than the typical male WARDEN, and his somewhat slight build would suggest that he isn't a front-line soldier. He's built more lean and compact than most, having a more agile body instead of the usual bulky build expected of him; speed and endurance is more his style, making him capable of moving more freely. His light brown hair is medium in length and reaches down to his shoulders, but he usually keeps it up in a makeshift pony tail that would make most people look unkept, but he somehow pulls it off and makes it look good. His eyes are a bright green, and there is the slightest hint of a smattering of freckles on his lightly tanned face. He's mostly clean shaven, but will let his sideburns grow out a bit when he can get away with it, which is almost never. His facial features could be said to be a bit soft and borderline androgynous.

When not in the WARDEN uniform, he tends to dress fashionably but casually. Dress shirts and smart casual pants, usually in bold blue and black colors with a white undershirt and nice leather shoes. No matter the current fashion trend though, he's always wearing his favorite blue jacket with a white trim.

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

An extroverted young man with a mischievous streak, Lee (which he prefers to go by instead of his full first name) is the outgoing comic that every friend group has that is either loved by his friends or easily annoyed by him. His smart mouth has gotten him into trouble more than once, and he has a habit of talking just a little too much at times. He cares more about having fun and amusing himself than anything serious like combat or military tactics, and can be incredibly lazy at times, preferring to procrastinate rather than get any real work done. As a result, he'd often get overall low marks in many of his courses, which is a shame since he's surprisingly quite brilliant. Judging by his disposition, laziness, and apparent lack of common sense, he would come off as an idiot to most, but when he puts his mind to it he somehow would score incredibly high on both academic and physical tests, damn near on par with the geniuses of his fellow trainees. He has a natural know-how to many things, and anytime he manages to actually pay attention to his studies he always remembers the details fairly well. Not only that, but he has the ability to think fast and creatively, if the situation ever calls for it. If he put in the major amount of work and effort required, he could be among the top of his class if he wanted, but he just doesn't care for such a position. Besides, he seriously loathes responsibility, and will avoid it whenever he can.

He very much has a "go with the flow" attitude, but isn't one to hold back on giving his two cents if he feels like it, to the point that he can be annoyingly opinionated. However, he likes to make people laugh and feel good, even if it comes at his own expense, and is reliable in the sense that he can be your best buddy if you need him to. If the mood gets a little too grim for his taste, he'll try to find a way to lighten the situation. He's a very playful person and a borderline flirt, though he tends to avoid crossing lines and being obnoxious, very much preferring innuendo and wordplay. His sarcasm has been known to leave metaphorical whelps to any who don't expect it, especially since many of his usual quips aren't ones to sting. If someone ever manages to hit a personal issue with him, he'll try to laugh it off but be unable to hide the bite in his words for awhile. He rarely becomes angry, and has to be pushed to his absolute limits for his anger to fully come out.

In combat, he's still basically the same, but he can be serious if the situation becomes dire. Anytime Lee becomes serious, anyone he's working with just knows it's time to worry. He'll often let others take the lead in battle, and will only try to step up if he thinks it's necessary.

_{B A C K G R O U N D}

Lee was born in a small fishing town known as Trayce. He never knew his parents, having been given up for adoption at an orphanage, Saint Marias', soon after birth. It wasn't something he thought about all that much though, it was just a fact of life for him as much as the fact that the sky was blue and gravity held people to the ground. He was never adopted during the ten years he spent in the orphanage, as he was a particularly rowdy child and was rude to any adults who came by, but that was ok, because Emily was there. She was a girl around his age, maybe a year older though no one was sure since the orphanage never received her birth records when she arrived. She was a sickly girl who had been abandoned on the building's front steps when she was about three or four years old. Lee didn't know what exactly was wrong with her, but he didn't care. All he knew was that the two of them always had fun and could talk to each other endlessly into the night. No potential adopters wanted to have to care for a sick kid who would likely die within a few years, so she was fated to have to stay there for all of her childhood years. But at least the two of them had each other.

At least, until they took the WARDEN exams. Emily scored well in the written and mental portions, but of course never had a chance of being recruited. Lee didn't even try to take it seriously, but someone must've seen his potential, as it was decided he would be taken to the Citadel. He of course didn't want to go, but it was Emily who managed to convince him not to struggle against it. She told him it was his chance to finally get out of the orphanage and that it was a once in a lifetime opportunity. After all, not everyone had the aptitude to become a part of WARDEN. So he made a promise, that if he went along with it that he would come back after his service was over and get her out of the orphanage and find a place of their own. He didn't seem to understand at the time that he would be gone for a long time, and that they would both be adults by that time, but she couldn't break it to him and simply agreed, for his sake.

And so, Lee found himself in what he considered hell. He didn't like the training, he didn't like the studies, and he was hardly considered popular with the other kids. But he found solace in his pen pal, fortunately, as they wrote letters to each other weekly. Emily was really the only thing keeping him going for the first few years, and his motivation to keep his promise was what made him put in any effort as a WARDEN. But of course, it wasn't allowed to last. As his third year at the Citadel began to come to an end, word came around that a natural disaster had occurred that affected many shoreline towns and cities. A terribly strong tsunami had struck the shore, and caused deadly floods to overtake many of the populated areas. Lee remembered that day clearly, it was a Friday. Communication lines were down, so he couldn't call to hear what happened and if people were safe, if Emily was safe. So, he did the only thing he could do, and wrote a letter. He never received a response. For several weeks, he was just blank and hardly existent. He continued to send letters every Friday, despite never receiving responses, and eventually his mental health was called into question.

And then suddenly, something inside him snapped. He was back to normal, as if nothing had ever happened. Though "normal" may not have been the right word. He hadn't necessarily gone crazy, but anyone who knew him (which at this point, wasn't a whole lot of people) could tell he was clearly and obviously different. He was a lot more social and outgoing, and tended to try to be the center of attention. This change couldn't be explained by the psychological counselors, but they the best they could come up with was that it was a method of coping for him. Though what worried them more was what they considered wasted potential with him. He was clearly smart if one were to go by his test scores, he did well in physical courses despite his somewhat smaller stature compared to the majority of his peers, and he appeared to have a strong connection to the Astral Mist. Yet he just didn't care to improve himself, despite all of his potential. He may not have been as anti-social and blank anymore, but even as a goof off he still wasn't putting in the effort his instructors knew he was clearly capable of. He never just gave up, sure, but he would only ever do the bare minimum asked of him. In a word, it was frustrating.

There was one incident in his later years, however, that changed things for him. He and a couple buddies decided they would pull a prank, and of course, they were caught. Though they weren't easily found out, and the only reason anyone they were found out was because Lee stepped forward so that the others wouldn't be punished. But surprisingly to him, he wasn't punished either, at least not severely. Without getting into specifics, what he'd considered a simple prank abled by basic spells, was seen as a tactical trap that wouldn't be out of place on the battlefield. It was this incident that finally helped one instructor realize what was needed to help him realize his full potential: creative outlets. He would be taught the usual courses, but time would be set aside afterward for him to use what he learned. He would be challenged to use his knowledge in unorthodox ways, sometimes in certain ways that only he really understood. His marks improved, but at this point it was too late to get him into Second Class and was set as a Third Class WARDEN. His general aversion to being a leader, past signs of emotional instability, and spending most of his WARDEN career caring more about pranks and jokes than his classes was what ultimately held him back, but wasn't like he minded to be honest. Though he was told that if he performed well on the battlefield, he could potentially rank up the Second Class in due time.

_{C O M B A T}

Lee isn't a powerhouse fighter, though he defintely isn't a physical slouch either. Being lean and incredibly agile, he's proficient at being able to move around quickly and strike fast. His weapon of choice is a serrated chain whip, which is connected to a steel gauntlet on his right arm for easy accessibility and storage. An often underestimated weapon, the whip isn't particularly destructive, but in his deft hands it can be deadly. It can allow him to strike at enemies from up to a medium range, keeping him out of typical immediate danger and giving him breathing room in case the situation doesn't go in his favor. He can also use it to constrict enemies and latch onto objects. For a secondary weapon, he carries a sidearm pistol for when his whip doesn't cut it, and he has decent enough skill with it to shoot down enemies from far distances with accuracy.

For magic, he relies mainly on support and minor healing. His spells revolve around physics: allowing him to make weapons sharper or duller, armor harder and denser or softer and squishier, and grant allies faster and lighter mobility or foes slower and heavier movement, though those are only basic examples. He has some healing capabilities, but only enough to ease pain and stop wounds from bleeding until a more experienced healer can arrive. One particular spell he's fond of allows him to give people what amounts to an artificial adrenaline rush, though it's ethical use for casting on allies is considered murky, and as such he doesn't use it often, despite being one of his favorite spells. He's dabbled in offensive magic, but never cared to pick any of it up. Let the others cast their fireballs, he much prefers giving others the support needed to unleash their more devastating attacks.

One final skill set of his is the ability to set up traps. Gone are the days where he used this uncanny ability to pull pranks (for the most part), as he now uses them against foes. Give him enough time to plan and set it up, and he'll get it done as long as you let him have fun and go wild with it.

_{R E L A T I O N S H I P S}

Setzer- Lee has tried to get to know him in the past but could never get a good read on him. He's tried to see how far he can go with jokes and teasing, but there's an unspoken social barrier between them. However, he has a lot of respect towards Setzer for having so much commitment and drive when he can't draw up the same for himself.

Gideon- Their relationship is both complicated and simple. Their shared tactical interests mean that they can work together in unique ways, but they mouth off to each other so much that, to an outsider, it would look like they hate each other. But ultimately it's all in good fun, as there's nothing quite like having a buddy you can talk shit with and not have to worry about offending each other. It's always satisfying to them when a plan of theirs comes together.

Theta- Lee met Theta through tutoring on healing magic. Her quiet and calm disposition meant he never got to talk to her much before then, but he was surprised and intrigued to see her "other" side on the combat training field, and has since spent more time with her outside of studies and tutoring. He's dropped hints that he likes her, though he's almost entirely sure she's never picked up on it (unfortunately).

Galahad- Probably the one person Lee loves to mess with the most. He's constantly trying to get reactions out of him and break his seemingly aloof and analytical demeanor, even if only for a moment. He's even flirted with him on more than one occasion to get a rise out of him, though it's a mystery whether he actually meant any of it or not. He's lost more "battles" than won against him though.

Zimmy- Their likeness has caused something of both a friendship and low-key rivalry between them. If they're not collaborating on a prank or joke, then they're constantly trying to outdo the other in any way they can, and in that way he respects her as someone who can best him. Most of their peers know to be wary when they manage to work together. Zimmy was the one who recommended Theta as a tutor.

Daryll- Lee sees him a jarringly nice and normal guy who seems out of place as a WARDEN. They easily became friends and joke around often, with Daryll being somewhat of his right-hand man when pulling pranks. They have the occasional sparring match, but Lee will more often than not mess around, for instance by turning Daryll's gunblade into nothing more than a foam sword for shits and giggles.

Trent- Trent was one of the few of his fellow peers who noticed his depression, and would always try to cheer him up. Lee was appreciative once he'd had time to move on and get out of his funk, and saw him as a close friend and generally nice guy after that. He recruited him a bit too often for his pranks and would get him into trouble, but with the intention of trying to get him to go out more and have fun. Lee feels a little protective of him at times.

_{N O T E S}

None as of now.

@Mike73

COUNTRY!

Phosphoros - Heroic Fantasy for fans of Conan, Greek myth and Antiquity

In Robert Howard fashion, the first thought that came to mind was someone from a destroyed kingdom or from a group on the hinterlands in some fashion. I'm very interested because I am all for this genre.

Spiritum - Reborn

Spoiler; same character from the last round.

Gideon

Gideon Tyrol Anbruch
21|5'10|A+

_{A P P E R A N C E}

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Blonde-haired and gray-eyed, he inherited the classic looks of the Rass line. A decade spent in assault courses, ruck marches and other combat training exercises at the Citadel have left him lean in places, and thickened in others; a broad back and shoulders, long legs and strong arms. Off-duty, he prefers a button down shirt, untucked, and jeans, preferring a casual look that helps him blend into a club or pub. If on leave long enough, he'll put on some stubble as a bit of rebellion against the clean cut look always expected of him.

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

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Gideon likes to affect a devil-may-care attitude and pretend to be a thick-headed jock that fires synapses but infrequently. He is a good actor, having been forced to play a role under scrutiny much his life.

It's not really a lie, he enjoys a good sweat and physical activity to take his mind off things. He also enjoys problems to solve. He's more of a hands on person. If anything, he is quick to make irreverent comments and likes to be one of the lads, particularly in the barracks at the Citadel. He has remained at a Cadet Corporal rank (academy rank means little to one's career afterward, when it gets real) because he's wanted to. He made sure to mouth off to the right people at the right time to prevent some sort of big to-do about a prince getting promoted to any sort of special position in the Warden Corps of Cadets.

He is, in a sense, able to manipulate people from that perspective. Nonetheless, he wants to prove that he is more than his name and his family. Granddady isn't going to be on a battlefield to keep him safe, and he has a bit of a chip on his shoulder about being given special treatment. When he's not deliberately being a smartass, the real Gideon is watching people carefully. He's done it all his life, trying to figure people out. They're the most interesting puzzle. His psychological adaptability, which is part of his 'one of the lads' charm, has been noted by his instructors.

Also part of that 'one of the lads' attitude is that he tends to be distant to strangers. Not one for casual acquaintance is Gideon, he prefers the company of people he knows and trusts. The public eye is harsh on his family, and he doesn't let people past a casual acquaintance into friendship all that easily. He is good at putting people at arm's length, but among mates, he's fairly relaxed.

_{B A C K G R O U N D}

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Born as the second-born child of HRH Daniel Rass Anbuch, Herzog von Austberg and the second son of King Balthazar, and HRH Johanna (neé Giehl), Gideon was born into notoriety and media scrutiny. Prince Daniel, a naval officer until there was a terrible training accident, became heavily involved in public relations work and philanthropy, which was considered a good option for the royal family at large. His mother, a materials scientist, met Daniel while working as a R&D project manager for Rassvet Military Industries (RMI), working on current generation polymers for military applications. Gideon was the middle child and was somewhat forgettable until the Survey when he was assessed with a connection to the Mist.

The reality was that while the Royal Family could have pulled strings to avoid having WARDEN take young Gideon, it was considered a good thing to have a youngster of House Anbruch in the ranks of one of the kingdom's most visible institutions. It was meant to be a stint in the Wardens and then onto a life of doing something else. Gideon was put through the training like the others, though he made up for it when given time away from the Citadel. There was, regrettably, media scrutiny. Like any teenager, he screwed up multiple times, said dumb things and made a jackass of himself, especially as the later years happened and the parties got more outlandish and ridiculous. House Anbruch's press relations people had their hands full, at times.

When he wasn't pulling stunts or engaged in military training, he took to the rugby field, enjoying a good sweat -- it took his mind off things. His academic performance was alright, but not in the top percentile. His performance in the military training was quite good, he had endurance to spare, and his magical talents were unorthodox. He picked courses with an emphasis on asymmetric warfare; SERE, improvised explosives, construction, demolition (including IED's), communications, reconnaissance and camouflage, many of these taught by veteran WARDEN instructor Sergeant-Major Matthias Rask, who took a shine to Gideon and assumed a mentorship role. He also took courses in the Vangar language. In field exercises where he was handed the command of a squad of classmates, normal rotation where they were all tested as such, he scored much higher than his strictly classroom grades would indicate. His understanding of limitations, with less magical firepower than most of his classmates, made him adaptable and creative, since falling short is not a part of his makeup.e.

During the last couple years, he had a relationship with a much older woman by the name of Georgette Duvalier, an art broker, and it got out. As divorced thirty-something and the barely-twenty scion of one of the Realm's princes made for quite the tabloid scandal and headlines. In one particular instance, Gideon threw a cameraman that asked nasty questions about Ms. Duvalier's emotional breakdown down onto the pavement, which resulted in a disciplinary action at the Citadel. He was unrepentant about the whole thing, as only a young man could be with the first woman that took his heart. All the same, after that, there were no more outings on leave; he and his friends would spend their time on safe grounds, out of town and well away from the press.

Graduation came on the heels of the war; they cut out the visits anyway and the pressure was on. Suddenly, WARDENs were needed as they never were before. It was surprising to Gideon that they weren't graduated in a fast ceremony and sent to the front, but the supreme effort of Rassvet's Defense Forces managed to create a stalemate situation on the Orestia line. Now, facing the prospect of deployment, Gideon and some of his classmates are waiting for their assignments, and some of them won't be coming back to the reunions. So they have one last chance to howl at the moon together before they have to let go of their childhoods and take on their sworn duty.

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Gideon is best with ranged weaponry, typically using an assault rifle or carbine for versatility. His power is not one of the most burgeoning, but he's put in a lot of effort and thought into his use of magic; others practice slinging fireballs, Gideon spent his time at the Citadel improvising with known effects and finding new things to do with what he had. In this world of fireballs, he works in subtlety and shadows. He has a taste for magics that are often overlooked and has, cunningly, combined this with his studies in asymmetric warfare and improvised weaponry, including explosives, to give him quite the ability to lay ambushes and create mayhem behind the lines. Closer up, Gideon is more of a takedown guy, instead of a toe-to-toe fighter like so many other Wardens. Not for him, a fair fight. To that effect, he is particularly good with the standard issue "Knife, Fighting Mk.IV," which is mostly steel and a grip wrapped in paracord.

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In his off time, he is an avid hiker and mountain climber, if he's not on a rugby field. He's all for the challenge and, most importantly, the privacy of the outdoors.

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- Setzer - Strong relationship based on mutual interests and a shared outlook. The training was meant to encourage bonding between squadmates. There is one key difference; Setzer likes the limelight, Gideon is much harder to approach. Odds are that if one is in trouble, the other is on hand to assist in some way.
- Galahad - The two got off on the wrong foot but managed to settle it down during the course of school. Essentially, the argument came down to attitude and everything chilled out around the time the puberty wore off. It also helped that they started collaborating on tactical problems; that collaboration helped put Barghest Squad on top of class rankings in field exercises.
- Zimmy - Zimmy is firmly friendzoned in Gideon's world. Sometimes, Zimmy is everyone's best bet for a good time. However, if one needs sleep, peace and quiet, she is the enemy. Sometimes, Gideon feels tired just looking at her zip around and he's an endurance athlete (as they all are.)
- Lee - Lee is the social opposite of Gideon but for all that, he's a colleague; they think alike and so they are often bouncing ideas off one another. Both prefer the unorthodox and unconventional in their approaches. On the other hand, they tend to mouth off at each other, so it sounds like they're constantly putting each other down but in petty sorts of ways where they mock each other's accent and socio-economic background, along with other offensive stereotypes. End of the day, there's a shared joy in watching properly set explosives go off on the intended recipients.

Resol'nare - How the Mando Boys (and Girls) Won the War [Star Wars]

Hey, how are people doing?

Three characters is kind of skimpy, not sure if we want to double up or what? Let me know how we should proceed.

Spiritum - Reborn [High Casual]

Reporting. <o