It is the dawning of the 41st Millenium. The Forge World of Alustdor is preparing for war. The king has ordered the forces of the Imperial Guard to defend the vital planet from the forces of Chaos Undivided. The volcanic ash-wastes have been occupied, the walls have been garrisoned. Every soldier has been armed and trained. The regiment of Alustdor are prepared to fight to the last.
The 13th company specializes in urban combat. They have an extraordinary affinity with flamer and melta weaponry, and have been known to arm entire squadrons with specialized flamer weapons. They boast the largest group of Hellhounds in the Alustdor army.
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Name
Atris Sameil'a
Gender
Female
Position
Sergeant of Cerberus Squadron, a Grav-Chute insertion kill team entrusted with important work behind enemy lines.
Background
Atris was born into one of the many labouring families of Alustdor, and was toughened by the constant wars in the slums of the Manufactorums throughout her youth. When the planet was alerted of the enemy, she was drafted into the newly founded 13th Regiment incredibly reluctantly. Her youth had not gone to waste, allowing her to ascend to the rank of sergeant with ease. She is fearless, inspiring the soldiers under her command to greater acts of heroism. Atris can be trusted with any task, putting her life on the line often to make sure that her task is completed.
Personality
Firey, Inspiring, Intelligent, Stern
Name: Dean Aubrey (Private_Joker)
Gender: Male
Position: Captain , 2nd Sabre Company.
Appearance: Constantly wearing a respirator due to irratation from the toxic pollution caused by the factories. Dressed in a trench coat wearing the black Officer's cap with blue brim. Usually carrying a customised laspistol.
Background: Most of Aubrey's family do not live till the age of 40. This is due to "Drebbin's Lung", a disease brought on constant exposure to the toxic fumes produced from the mass factories. This has resulted in him wearing a respirator or else suffer from a painful reaction to his enviroment.
Personality: A man of few words, some see him as strange and inhuman due to his masked appearance. Rumored to be cold hearted and to have sent scores of men to their deaths. Disliked by many in his company, but still respected for getting the end result by any means.
Name: Staff Sergeant Ilya Krestorovich (necrovamp)
Gender: Male
Position: Hellhound Commander
Appearance: Short but stocky, his arms are like tree trunks making him look slightly top heavy. He always wears a helmet instead of a cap, due to him banging his head too much on the hellhouds hatches, He also frequntly wears little clothes, sometimes just going into battle in his underwear due to the tremendous heat the tank generates. he does have a ceremonial uniform but that is old and ripped and has oil spills all over it, he prefers to fix his tank rather than spend time standing still for the brass. He always has an autogun near at hand too.
Background: Coming from aworking familly, he decided one day he didn't want to be sent to work in the factories, so he signed up for the army instead, firstly bieng put in the PDF. After hearing all the horror stories about PDF's from an infantry soldier he requested a transfere and became a tanker. Having served for 8 years as a driver he was promoted to staff sergeant and given overall command of a hellhound. His crewmates frequntly question his decisions as he has some unorthodox practices, but they respect him for bieng likeable.
Personality: A sarcastic, cheerfull personality, he always tries to see the humour in any given situation, he likes to talk and will talk to anyone who buys him alcohol, he's generous too, and also likes to trade on the black market, lookign for unauthized upgrades for his tank. However, when gak goes down, he's always ready and determined to win.
Ilya's Heavilly modified Hellhound 'Loki'
Name: Tarkus Gourd (TheRobotLol)
Gender: male.
Position: veteran sergeant.
Appearance: tall, shaven short brown hair, pale, blue eyes.
Background: Tarkus was born of one of the lesser noble families, and had always wanted to be out, slaying monsters and evildooers in the name of good. As early as possible, Tarkus joined the 13th regiment out of his want to do good. He had always shown affinity for combat, and was a natural and elite fighter, skills which alowed him quick access to the rank of veteran sergeant.
Personality: Intelligent, brave, quiet, merciless, calculating
Name: Lynessa ''Sureshot'' Parker (admiral9)
Gender: Female (i know i just want to try once)
Position: Renegade heavy weapons platoon commander (so i have 9 heavy weapons)
Appearance: A brunette, has a mark of tzeentch on her left eye, a little smaller then average and slightly more busty then most females.
Background: Lynessa was the daughter of one of the lesser nobles from alustor, her father was always dissapointed with her and because of that just send her to the imperial guard to either die and be over with it or earn fame for the family. She was a loyal soldier until her commander tried to send her into a useless assault that would just end in their deaths. In the night before the assault she had a dream where she was visited by a strange purplish monster on a flying disk he promised her her survival and that she would be a better stronger commander then her previous one. She fought that day with inhuman strength and managed to kill her enemies but her commander and the majority of the company died too, she took command of her remaining 9 specialists and left in mercenary duty now she has returned under command of a new chaos commander.
Personality: Sturdy, doesn't trust people fast, can be seductive if she can get her target through it, once you have her trust she will be a good friend.
Name: Sam Targad (TASquig)
Gender: Male
Position: Commissar.
Appearance: Standing at seven feet tall, he towers over most people in the regiment. He is also very gaunt, so he gives off an overall vibe of a skeleton raised to bring the Emperor's fury to the living. He is rarely seen outside of his hat and trenchcoat and he is never far from his trusty weapons, an Infernus pistol gifted to him by Lord Dante of the Blood Angels for saving him from a sneaky Ork that aimed to behead the Lord Commander, and an ornate Laspistol that he has customized to an unseen degree
Background: He grew up in the Schola, Commissar training giving him a toughness most men can only dream of. He was top of his class in all fields and was assigned to the Hounds of Grayvix, a newly raised regiment from a Hive World. He fought at Armageddon with the Blood Angels, becoming a great personal friend of Commander Dante. He is one of few mortals that can truly claim to feel no fear in the presence of Space Marines, because he has fought with the Death Company and survived. He is no master with a blade and almost never uses his power sword, but his accuracy with his Laspistol, Exodus, is unparralled.
Personality: Scary. As. feth. Anything short of a Space Marine feels a sense of fear and respect when in his presence, and even the Angels of Death are on edge near him.
Name: Gareva (black templar)
Gender: Male
Position: Tech-Priest
Appearance:
Equipment: Carapace armour, Servo-arm, bolter.
Background: Very little is known about Gareva apart from his was born on Alustdor, he has served the Adeptus Mechanicus for 75 years. When chaos appeared Gareva began to prepare the 13th Iron Serpents weapons and defences, he prepares their vehicle's machine spirits.
Personality: Quiet, focuses on one thing at a time, known to force his allies out of the way to comfort a machine that is damaged.
NPC:
Name: G21
Appearance:
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Appearance:
Name: Prob 9-o2e
Appearance:
Name: Danielle Harvan (Lord Magnus)
Gender: Female
Position: Ex-conscript, recently assigned sharpshooter.
Name:
Lancaster Sherman (Toasteddandy)
Gender
Male
Position
Major
Appearence
Background
Sherman was born into the Guard, both his parents were killed before he was old enough to enlist. Sherman fought in both the Rassagar III and the
Damoclese Gulf crusades before being promoted to Major. He is an advocate of hard, unrelenting war on all fronts, often forcing surrender with the
blood of his own men. Since the chaos invasion began, almost three months ago, he has led the 14th Alustdor Dragoons to glory. Sherman lost use of
right hand, which has been replaced with bionics.
Equipment:
Carapace armour
Bolt pistol - Combat shotgun - Power weapon
14th Alustdor Dragoons:
The Dragoons numbers have gradually eroded over the months, leaving only the toughest and luckiest veterans alive.
Danielle joined the military after her conscripted family was killed in the field of battle. She committed her life to training although still technically a conscript. A few months later, when she turned 17 she was accepted, and sent to report to the commander of a company of guardsmen, when she found they had turned against the Emperor. She fled for her life and is now nearing the camp of the Iron Serpents, ready to report the fall of another company. Danielle is a crack shot, and rarely misses her targets, her gear includes scavenged Flak Armour, A scoped Lasrifle, a Laspistol and a combat blade. She had become an expert of stealth by constantly avoiding enemy units in her run from her assigned company. She has been dodging traitors and disrupting their communications as best she could for the last few days. She believes that the Iron Serpents will accept her because she is a bearer of information. Her personality is cold, tactical and efficient, she is a lone wolf, hardened by watching the death of her parents. Since the day they died she has shone no remorse or compassion, and she commits herself fully to her cause. She is not one to typically know fear, she tends to find a logical way to overcome it and proceed. Watching the deaths of those around her, she has come to believe that survivors are either the strong or the lucky, and those who are weak are intolerable. She respects those who she finds strong, but has contempt for the weak, knowing they have not earned their own success.
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