Character Type: SOF Assault Officer, Silver standing
Player Name:Sebastian Wolf
Player Email\ICQ Number: [email protected]\5537356
Name:Karath Grak
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Physical Description:Karath Grak is 1.8 meters <average height> tall, has lightly tanned skin and shortly cut <as per army regulations> hair. He usually wears a dark black army uniform. It has one silver and four copper chains hanging through the left shoulder pad and the army assault section symbol is on each shoulder pad. Karath leads a squad of assault troopers into battle. He is of average build and has yellowy-green almostwolf like eyes.
SKILLS
DEXTERITY: 4D
Blaster 5D
Brawling parry 5D
Melee Combat 5D
KNOWLEDGE: 2D
MECHANICAL: 2D
PERCEPTION: 3D
Command 4D
Search 4D
STRENGTH: 4D
Stamina 5D
brawling 5D
TECHNICAL: 3D
Move: 10
Force Sensitive: No
Force Points: 1
Character Points: 5
Equipment: grappler, magnetic grappler, SOF medium assault armour (Mounted weapons-A20 blaster rifle, vibroblade), stun gas grenade,thermite grenade,concussion grenade. 1000 credits starting funds.
Note: Robotic Arm: Functions as a normal limb.
Robotic Eye: May perform as macrobinoculars. Heavy transmissions or
electromagnetic fields in the area make its display staticky.
Demeanor: Karath Grak looks upon the galaxy as one stinking cess pit of
corruption, and he reckons that he's the one to clean it up.
Quote:"That was for my mother!" <boom> "That was for my father" <boom>
"and that's for me" <boom>.
Background: Karath Grak is a young officer who joined the army as soon as he possibly could to avenge his parents who were both killed in the defence of a farm, which the pirates believed contained some secret SOF weapon. Karath is actually the grandson of one of the planetary lords who left when thing were getting too hard for them. While leaving the planetary system his
grandparents were intercepted and killed by a pirate raiding band, only having time to send their son off in an escape pod before they were destroyed. The son was found by a family of miners on the planet and soon grew to become a fabled fighter, however in an ironic accident he was killed together with his wife while his son was only young. His son was adopted by another family in the Society. This son, Karath, grew up like his father before him knowing only hate towards his father and mother's killers. At 16 he left home to join the planet's defence forces, quickly rising in the ranks due to his determined single mindedness to complete his missions, while taking out as many pirates at the same time. He has become slightly infamous among some of his superiors who now never send him on hostage capturing missions; when carrying some pirate hostages on to a penal ship, one spat in his face and he blew the three nearest ones apart "That was for my mother!" <splat> "That was for my father!" <splat> "And that's for me!" <splat>.
Karath has a robotic right arm as well as a false eye from a certain incident when while in a street fight he was captured together with four other members of his assault squad <the other 5 having been killed>. Karath managed to escape with two members of his squadron after dropping a grenade next to the holding pen wall. The explosion, although allowing him to escape, killed one of the other squad members and quite badly wounded the rest. karath himself burned his arm so badly, as after setting the grenade it exploded too quickly, that it later had to be amputated, and a small bit of metal lodged itself in one of his eyes. The three hid in a small cave on the outskirts of the old pirate owned moon which was in orbit so far from it's planet that it was hard to tell that they were related, while the one fully healthy member of the squadron <the medic as it happened> stole the medical equipment and food needed to survive, as well as managing to get hold of a long range comm link which was used to give back the pirate base's location as well as their own. They were soon rescued and Karath had his damaged extremities replaced. After this incident, his squad mates insisted on calling him by the nickname "You Bloody Psychopath", <B.P. for short> and the name stuck.
The battle of Tarn
Karath smiled at the bulky form of his most trusted officer,Shagrin and opened a small white package,after which he downed a small amount of the sense enhancing drug. As he did so the other officers sitting around him did the same and after a few moments their eyes started to glow faintly of gold and small tears started rolling down their battle hardened faces.
Karath then turned to look at the short spectacled man to his left,"O.k. Brent you take the bikes, and a handful of those damned techs round the flank and then you break in and drop off the goddam detonators while the rest of your men spread confusion through their ranks,we'll take them in the front and generally distract them and once you've stolen the info and destroyed the base com us and we'll fall back and dock quickly onboard the landing craft",Karath took a deep breath," remember to do it quick, if they get reinforcements we don't stand a chance".
"Sir,a frontal charge is suicide and we can't just expend 70 men just to get plans for some lousy missile",Shagrin said looking concerned,the golden tears running down his face forming little pools in the hundreds of scars covering his face.
"Didn't you know Sarlacc, suicide's my middle name," Karath grinned, but seeing Shagrins serious face he added,"don't worry, Brent's bikes have been fitted with ion cannons,with any luck all field artillery 'll be down by the time we appear on the scene".
With that the officers moved out to their respective squads, and the noise of revving bikes grew louder,Karath moved over to his own squad together with the staff seargent Shagrin who always accompanied him.
Karath looked down the line,seven squadrons,all with vibroblades drawn, standing to attention and Karath waited impatiently for Brent to signal the all clear, the attack should be so sudden, particularly with the new bikes which had been assigned to his squadron that even if the artillery was operational his squad could move in,cut some pirates down and then leg it like hell out of there.
after a few minutes,Karath received the all clear and putting his demonically faced helmet on,drew his sword and charged,whooping and screaming in chorus with the other 70 men running straight into the enemy field artillery.
The stunned enemy troops looked in disbelief at the large mass of assault troopers charging straight at them, while several riot assault bikers cut them down, most of the artillery had already been destroyed by the bikers and ther seemed nowhere they could go,so pulling their blasters out they started shooting at their mounted attackers while the remaining heavy blasters began spraying their deadly lasers at the troopers charging straight towards them.
Brent looked back as his comrades finished off the pirates field artillery as he jumped of his bike and taking off his demonic helmet ran together with the other techs toward the bases entrance. A small explosive was placed on the wall and after the small unit was behind some cover, ironically entrenched in a pirate heavy blaster post,the wall disintegrated.
Karath ran towards the enemy guns, never pausing to breathe. He did occasionally turn to see how well his companions were doing and was relatively glad that most of the enemy artillery was out. At one point almost fearing his men would turn and flee as a shell landed on an officer's head and blew half his squad apart and occasionally seeing one of his black clad troopers take a blaster bolt in the stomach and then crumple up to die.
Karath feared his men would run today more than any other day as although the drugs they took helped to prevent panic ,almost all of his men were newbies on their first mission outside the training grounds.
Brent began to lead his squadron into the large concrete bunker when suddenly two young pirates, little more than children started firing pon them. "DUCK", Brent shouted, throwing himself to the floor and the pulling out his blaster in a clearly well drilled fashion. After a few moments bot lay dead in front of them but as Brent stood up again he could feel something wet covering his own legs and turning round he saw that the tech behind him had taken a hit in the face and blood was slowly spilling out over the floor. "Damn", Brent paused and then continued, "o.k. you three cover me and Fox while we get into the command room and chuck some gas grenades in",and then as an afterthought,"remember to put your gas masks on"; after finishing speaking, Brent put his mask on and took a small grenade out of his back pack and then ran as fast as he could through the elongated corridor, expecting at any moment to be hit by a well aimed blaster but against all expectations there was no resistance, no guards parading through the building, nothing; Brent entered the command room, closely followed by Fox and looking in he saw...noone, he then looked up at the control panel where a countdown was in procedure,"RRRRRRUUUUUUUUUNNNNNN", Brent yelled at the top of his voice and hurtled down the corridors, but just as he turned to the last corridor there was a large explosion behind him and the five men were blown out of the bunker flying halfway across the field before finally landing. Everything went black.
As Karath heard the explosion he halted and crouching dow in the long grass of the field looked up at the bunker, "That was quick, well done", he smiled into his com and spoke into Brent's comlink but all he received back was a high pitched grinding noise which killed his ears and turning round to see what he expected to be some debris he saw five men lying on the ground, their skin badly scorched. Karath ordered five of his men to follow him and assisst the injured or even worse dead techs and as he arrived he was encouraged by some coughing and splutterring as three of the men started to wake up. "What happened, Brent", Karath asked thinking that they had accidentally blow themselves up.
"It was a trap", came the straggled reply, "This is a decoy, tey tricked us and if we dont find their little missile goddam quick the whole society could be roast". At this point Shagrin realising something was wrong arrived. "what's up"
"This is a decoy, we gotta com the platinum", replied Karath, his face going red with anger.
"Sir, these two are dead", said one of the five officers who had come to aid Karath.
"Damn", Karath replied," get them out of here, their entering shock "At least we won't have to leave you here as we would have if this weren't a decoy, I expect reinforcements won't be arriving".
"Thank's, your so kind B.P." came the hollow reply, as Brent tried to sound as sarcastic as he could while at the same time desperately trying not to scream out in pain.
"bikes, finish off the damned pirates and do it quick, everyone else fall down and start blasting, I want Diabolo Lucipher, and Ragnarok squadron to start making sure the wounded get safely back on board the carriers and where are the damned medics !!!!", realising that he did not ned to distract the enemy from the bunker any more Karath turned to more conventional tactics, as he screamed down his comlink.