By all means! I’ve played with the setting a few times, so any questions you have I can certainly answer to the best if my ability. Though I’ve never GM’d a game personally.
Curse of Strahd?! I love this setting so much, even if my last campaign allowed me to have a rather setting-breaking kobold bard (everyone loves a smol bard as comedic relief), though she was thoroughly frightened by literally everything. Count me in!
"This is all new to me. I’m used to clouds, and those don’t shoot back."
Identification/Serial Number: OS-0926
Sex: Female
Age: 20
Homeworld: Bespin
Rank: Private
Role: Rifleman
Callsign Cub
Appearance: Standing at approximately 5’11”, Belmay sports an athletic, yet thin, build, weighing in at around 140 lbs. She bears pale skin brown eyes and moderately-straight, long hair, but short enough enough as to not break regulation. She gives off a very well-kept appearance, though many would find her body riddled with small scars, concentrated just above her left hip. Her armor is kept somewhat shiny and clean, though she is by far not one to engage in active cleaning of her armo, meaning that there is a likelihood to find scuff marks somewhere on it.
Equipment:
Standard Stormtrooper Armor
E-11 Blaster Rifle
SE-14r light repeating Blaster
Thermal Detonator
T-7 Ion Disruptor
Psychological Analysis: Belmay is a very passionate person, and determined to do what is dictated as the will of the Emperor to any degree that she is physically able to. Her resolve to follow orders, no matter how far off the moral compass may be, makes into one of the most loyal soldiers that the Empire has seen, making her seem like somewhat of a fanatic. However, Belmay is constantly under a mental pressure of that, while she will follow her orders to the bitter end, that does not mean she will like all of them. In fact, she utterly despises that she must ignore her downed comrades and continue pushing for victory, constantly leaving her in a sort of delima.
That said, Belmay is a very formal person, never skipping procedure or taking a shortcut to get things done quicker, always by the book and with regulations. With that, she does not form attachments within the unit, if she can avoid it, which leads her to using the identification number of her allies rather than their names or callsigns. Though, while Belmay is a cold person while on duty, she has her kind moments as she does genuinely care about her team, as much as she would deny to continue on towards victory.
Backstory: Belmay’s life has always been filled with propaganda with her mother being fiercely loyal to the Republic and her father being a low ranking officer working with the Republic military for a time, Branjer Cocgas. Her family dictated that she serve the republic loyally so long as the war was affecting them, and so she did, though she would never see her father until the end of the Clone War. It wasn’t until she was five that the Emperor did away with the Republic and reformed the Empire through its ashes, ushering in a newer and more prosperous time for her family. Due to Branjer’s loyal service in the transition of the Republic to the Empire, his position grew and it allowed him to relocate his family to the upper society of Cloud City.
Belmay had plenty of time to get used to the Imperial garrison that arrived on Cloud City, with the urging of her father and mother, she began her studies to become a part of this garrison force. However, she was not interested in a position such as her father’s, her interest had lied with the stormtroopers themselves, admiring their armor and their loyalty to the Emperor. At the time, these stormtroopers were veterans of the clone wars, highly trained and able to tackle any adversary that dared oppose them. Belmay remembered that once, when she was about twelve, she managed to befriend one of these troopers, though she can’t say what he looked like as he never took off his helmet, he did allow her to hold his blaster and taught her how to properly hold it, of course with the safety on.
That one moment defined what she wanted to do with her life, Belmay wanted to become a stormtrooper in order to enforce the will of the Emperor. When she was of age, through the influence of her father, Belmay was recruited to train as a stormtrooper to train at an academy which took in children. Of course, she heavily underestimated how gruesome the training would be, and one would be hard pressed to get her to admit that she had failed on the first week of testing. Without the protection of her father, Belmay was eventually sent back to her home on Bespin, her spirit crushed but ultimately toughened.
On April 3rd, 2090, Tidal Enforcement has unveiled the state of the art security system known as ‘Silver Eye’, which was a semi-autonomous system which kept sure to monitor all entrances of a building were watched over. The Silver Eye included an entryway unlocking system which scanned the customers eyes, voice recognition, and/or fingerprints, to the customers desire. This system was in connection of local criminal databases in order to identify a suspicious individual, which was identified via camera installations around the property, and reacts with a monotonous, robotic voice telling the potential intruder to exit the premises or be reported to the local authorities or nearby TEF Enforcements.
The Silver Eye system also connected to delivery services to account for delivery and keep any item delivered to the building safe from theft. The system is overviewed on a central system, worked by some of the best the business has to offer in keeping the beloved customers of Tidal Enforcement to ensure that there is no breach of security of the Silver Eye is available to the public at the low price $1500.
The Great Time was upon the world, as was stipulated by the first explosion, the greatest explosion that made all life and the child-explosions which wrought destruction and carnage. It was these children explosion which would be the ultimate decider of society for they hold an immense power to change the shape of the world. It was that power which the lowly Blueskin goblin tribe, the Oguurec Dekaan, would chase to become stronger than any other race that would dare to subjugate their people or seek their destruction. It was within this society in which the most powerful goblin mage would be born, known to the tribe of course, Uxu Ambercast the Queen-Mage.
Uxu Ambercast had survived trial by explosion, surviving in an arena with other would-be upstarts, but she outsmarted them all, simply by hiding until the last man stood and she made him explode. The power to shape their tribe was in her hands, but the lands in which they originally called home began to exterminate their people, forcing a mass exodus of the Oguurec people. Their numbers were dwindled significantly on their travels, predatory peoples picking them off or natural elements taking their toll on a large population on the move. The desert was exceptionally brutal for them, the heat and lack of water forced the weak to die.
It was only with the guidance of Uxu that the tribe endured and found new fertile lands, but they knew they would not be safe for the hunt against goblins was widespread, as far as they knew. They continued north through a mountain range, through grasslands, and across rivers. Only stopping to rest when they knew they were safe. Yet, they soon reached the serene lands of a valley, peaceful and protected from invaders. At the time they first drank of the water from the great lake of the valley, they knew that it would be theirs and theirs alone.
The Oguurec Tribe could finally find rest and rebuild their civilization, reform their culture, and a place where they may continue to study the first great explosion and its destructive children. The world was their playground, and it was with this playground that they would possibly bring about untold destruction.
The world made a mistake with allowing these goblins to live.
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It was dawn after the night of their long, long rest when the first of Uxu’s troubles had began for the day. The young, goblin leader was awoken from her tent by a much older goblin with far sharper features than that of Uxu, especially with the dagger-like nose. “Mage-Queen, the people are hungry and rations are low. We’ve already sent out multiple foraging and hunting parties, but we will need more,” he reported to the young one.
“Nonsense, we can survive on the rations for now. So long as you do your job and actually ration it as oppose to hoard it,” Uxu narrowed her eyes at the older goblin, tying her rough hair back in a rather casual fashion before going for her staff. “My concern is being killed, them gits outside will kill me. They thinks I’m a naive child who can’t see plotting behind my back,” the Ambercrest said, holding her staff up.
“I thinks ya wrong,” the older goblin said, “But what would ya do about that then?”
“Make thems who want my place dead, of course! I’d blow em all to smithereens if I knew who thems was!,” she exclaimed before moving up to the older one. “I wants all those who are most loyal to me to report to my tent when the foraging and hunting parties get back, also send Joz in,” Uxu ordered, leaning the head of her staff against the chest of the advisor. “Now leave so I can get dressed!,” she barked.
Outside, passerbys saw a flash of light with a bombing sound and a smoking heap flying out the flap of the tent. The advisor should have known to never talk to the chieftain before she was dressed. Though, he lived after the explosive exit that had been suggested to him, though dazed as he brought himself up to go and inform Joz, a shaman who was well-practiced in the arts of quelling the energy and might of the child-explosions and forcing them to his will. Joz was dressed in long, yellow robes. The robes bore no sleeves, but Joz did wear a dark orange, long-sleeved undershirt.
Joz was found by the enormous lake sustained the people with its pure waters, supervising a small sermon, telling them the stories of first, great explosion even if the crowd knew the story almost by heart. The summons was given after the sermon, and he rushed to meet the young Chieftain, knowing that it would be important. There, he found Uxu sitting on a chair, waiting with her staff standing in her hand. Joz fell onto his knees, his ears moving back as he acknowledged the might of the one who lead them to this new land.
Uxu motioned for him to rise and he did, awaiting her words.
“I need ya to teach some people how to throw a right propa explosion for me,” Uxu said simply looking upon the shaman with a rather bored look on her face. Before he could ask who or why, the Queen-Mage continued on, “About thirty of my friends will need to be taught so that they can protect mes and the tribe from the outsidas of the lands, and I know ya are one of the most powerful ones here except for mehself.” Her words were cold, calculating, enough so that it made the shaman shiver, expecting a harsher order if he should fail the task that had been bestowed upon him.
Joz bowed his head once more, “I’ll do it, meh highness,” he said with a calm demeanor in order to hide his original fear of the Queen-Mage. “I only ask when,” Joz stated, not looking up at his leader.
“You will receive ya orders when the foraging parties get back. Now, go get yaself ready,” she said, watching the shaman acknowledge her words with an outstretching of his hands as he backed out of the tent. Uxu would have her royal guards, her “Kooch Hor”, and they would be some of the best mages for the tribe. Her only hope was that they wouldn’t get themselves killed with that power.
Race: Goblins Subrace: Blueskins
H) Establishing of the “Kooch Hor”, the royal guards to Uxu Ambercraft, with 30 goblins to be taught how to throw around some good explosions, and basic use of weapons, though mostly the explosions. Collateral damage be damned if they are used.
The market for decent grade weaponry was always something that there had been a demand for, constantly shaping the way of how weapons develop in modern day society. Never more the case for the North American Union, though weapon industries were not in short supply, however, one of the more prominent mega-corporations along the eastern seaboard was Tidal Enforcement. The mega-corporation, based in Tampa, was among one of the leading Security and Weapons dealing companies, and with its relatively close proximity to Kennedy Space Center, which the company now worked with to test space-flight capabilities of new spaceships.
With the nature of Tidal Enforcement, and their popularity among the eastern seaboard of the NAU, the TBR-90, a small-arms weapon invented by TEF in 2087, was a popular choice for self-defence, sport, and mercenary weapon choice. The popularity of the weapon would grow as demand for weaponry grew in North America and its territories. In fact, the influence of the TEF made sure that the TBR-90 was the most popular weapon along the Eastern Seaboard through propaganda and campaigns showcasing the weapons capabilities.
With that said, the TEF continued its pursuit of being the one of the dominant security forces in North America, competing with companies like the Kettler-Russo Corporation, which was its primary domestic competition. However, that did not stop the TEF from selling the TBR-90 on the west coast, as the KRC was not a competition in the weapons industry yet. Though, Alexander Camacho, CEO of the TEF, has stated that he will work with the KRC in “an effort to maintain peace throughout the region should the domestic home be threatened with any rising chaos that would disrupt the public at large.” Granted, whether this was just an effort to make sure the public continued to support the TEF was noted by differing news agencies since the crime in the NAU, while in the rise, showed no threat to the people.
“Securing your homes and business so you can be safe”
CEO Name & Age: Alexander Camacho, 43 Headquarters: Tampa, Floria Major Industries: [SECURITY] Minor Industries: [SPACE], [WEAPONS] Starting Trait: - Public Eye: Begins with +30 Public Opinion
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