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After a moment of silence that followed this dignified introduction, one of the assembled, huge man clad in heavy steel laughed heartily and long, his booming voice echoing within the horned helmet. _I knew joining the band would be a good idea! With real royalty among our numbers we shall be nigh unstoppable!_ Lifting his shield high, he proclaimed _I am the one known as Brooch Carmine, here to join the Black band and raise my shield and hammer in combat alongside you all, my new brothers and sisters!_ He lifted the visor grafted in his helmet, revealing a warm grinning expression and bright eyes. _I am pleased to make all your acquaintance!_ he offered his gauntleted hand to everyone assembled in a gesture of greetings.

McDougal "Shadow of Luna"  Born to the moon colonies and having lived there most of his life, young McDougal found out that living in space is hard work enough without all the rules and regulations that the monarchy so intensely imposed upon them. Within the free men he found a home to himself, like minded individuals each doing for the cause what they see as best course of action. And when the war picked up pace, he was naturally drawn to the ranks of Beacons. McDougal starts his battles long before enemy is in sights, a natural trapper and saboteur, he uses explosives and on planet surface even more heinous contraptions, to funnel his enemies into specifically designed kill zones where escape is nearly impossible once McDougal opens fire from the shadows, lobbing grenades and directing the fire of his comrades in arms. Often times tough he is loathe to abandon his lovingly crafted creations even if enemy is bringing the heavy ordnance to rain death upon him. So going to missions with this freeroaming commando, one can expect radio silence and disobeyed orders. The only guy in Beacons known to have pried McDougal from his carefully setup ambush site, when mission went awry, is one Isaac Bellhan. **Arsenal** Basic rifle without anything noteworthy about it except the ridiculous killrank etched on its side. While the rifle itself is standard issue, the extras are anything but, scope almost the lenght of gun itself can spot and track floating objects even in the vast darkness of space. And the sound suppressing system that largely helped McDougal earn his nickname. Caught offguard close up, McDougal resorts to his combat knife, in witch use he is quite deadly, tough seen enough comrades cleaved in twain he has developed his own philosophy "Never cross swords with a templar!" Almost always carries with him enough hightech explosives to turn a warship into pile of molten slag. **Armor** McDougal has sacrificed much of his armors protective qualities for speed and sound suppression, befitting his indirect style of warfare. He believes strongly that caught behind enemy lines is a death sentence that no amount of fibers and plates can undo. **AI** In ambush sites days before enemy arrival McDougal can be heard chatting happily with his AI "Jenny" An invaluable ally to McDougal constantly calculating blast radius and shot trajectories for her master. The way he grins, laughs and looks to horizon during these conversations has spawned rumors that Jenny has been named and programmed after a dead loved one, McDougal has never confirmed these rumors tough he has never denied them either.

Sign me up! What is your stance on power armors? Just wanna know for character ideas sake, Im down with this either way. 




Sounds awesome, count me in! Name: Brooch "Titan" Carmine Race: Human Age: 42 Gender: Male Appearance: Gigantic man of metal clad from toe to his balding head in mighty heavy plate so bulky its actually kinda hard to move in it. Under the visor of his helmet youll find a warm smile and bushy beard. and scars, lots and lots of scars. Backstory: The story of Brooch Carmine does not start at his birth, his childhood or teenage years, for these things were trivial. The story of Brooch the "Titan" begins when he was half forcibly drafted to serve in a local lords petty grievance with a neighboring province. The time spent on battlefields that broke many a man only seemed to temper this young man into an instrument of war. Brooch rose trough the ranks and was found commanding his own small squad of soldiers quite quickly indeed and it was this squads actions atop the enemy fortifications that broke the final siege and claimed victory in the name of their lord. Then he was cast aside like a broken blade, the lord didn´t wish to spend coin on a standing army and his forces were disbanded save a small token guard force. The fighting had awoken inside Brooch a growing hunger, not the hunger for blood or screams tough, no the hunger for GLORIOUS COMBAT, CLASH OF STEEL AND WORTHY OPPONENTS, and also the inevitable celebration following a hard earned victory. Thus he began his journey as a sword for hire. And on that journey he developed his style, Brooch believes that the way to victory is found by outlasting your opponents. Over the years he has trained and fought in his trusted heavy armor relentlessly, wielding his warhammer. By now it is quite possible that Brooch has spent more days of his life inside the armor than outside it, building incredible endurance and cable like muscle masses within. Always loyal and friendly to men and women who take up arms beside him in combat, this laughing titans most glorious accomplishes include but arent limited to: outlasting a drunken brawl against an entire village, stopping an rockslide with his shield, surviving an bandit attack nonviolently when they simply got too tired to make another swing at his armor. Upon hearing about the Black band, Brooch couldn´t have been happier "My kind of people!" he said while picking up pace towards the imperial city, laughing all the while. Skills: Having fought so long in heavy plate, Brooch has amassed an immense physical stregnth and fortitude, tough not agile by any means, lesser men would struggle to outmanouver or outrun Brooch while wearing half his load. Equipment: Incredibly thick multi layered steel armor, towershield (as tall as he is), long hafted fullmetal warhammer. Other: "May we fall upon our enemies like a storm! I will wear the band!"

Hail and well met fellow roleplayers. Im a guy from Finland with a love for creating and living out characters and brave new worlds of fiction. Completely new to online roleplaying forums, tough I have been forever GM´d by an irl group of friends. Its rewarding work but I never get to play for myself so I hope i can accomplish that with you guys. Am mainly interested in medium to high fantasy settings, tough I never turn from a good sci-fi setting either. Looking forward to our adventures together!