Marcus Varro
Know No Fear
Name: Marcus Varro
Alias: Marc, Varro
Species: Posthuman
Age: 352
Homeworld: Void Born
Gender: Male
Height: 8'2"
Weight: 600kg
Eyes: Grey
Hair: Blonde
Skin: Pale
Psyker Grade: Pi
Occupation:
Adeptus Astartes. Space Marine.
Ranks and Titles:
Brother-Sergeant, Squad Arcas (Battleline), Lamenters Third Battle Company
Skills and Abilities:
Battle-hardened and genetically-enhanced.
Appearance:
Tall, imposing, with soft, regal features that bely his nature as a warrior of the Imperium. Blonde-haired. Clean-shaven. Scarred, and immensely muscular.
Merits and Flaws (Required: 2 Flaws Minimum) :
Cursed Founding - Several millenia have passed since the Chapter's founding, and yet the stain of suspicion remains. Mistrusted by the Inquisition. Shunned by their fellow Astartes. The Chapter does what it can to keep the Imperium safe, even with the galaxy torn asunder and their numbers dwindling.
Unlucky - Whether you believe in it or not, Varro has experienced his fair share of inexplicable mishaps. A perfectly-maintained bolter jamming at a critical moment; a flicker in the Gellar Field aboard a state-of-the-art voidship. Misfortune dogs the Brother-Sergeant's heels. Would that he could turn and crush it.
Biography:
Watch this space.
Equipment:
Mark X Tacticus Power Armour
Heavy Bolt Rifle
Bolt Pistol
Chainsword
Alias: Marc, Varro
Species: Posthuman
Age: 352
Homeworld: Void Born
Gender: Male
Height: 8'2"
Weight: 600kg
Eyes: Grey
Hair: Blonde
Skin: Pale
Psyker Grade: Pi
Occupation:
Adeptus Astartes. Space Marine.
Ranks and Titles:
Brother-Sergeant, Squad Arcas (Battleline), Lamenters Third Battle Company
Skills and Abilities:
Battle-hardened and genetically-enhanced.
Appearance:
Tall, imposing, with soft, regal features that bely his nature as a warrior of the Imperium. Blonde-haired. Clean-shaven. Scarred, and immensely muscular.
Merits and Flaws (Required: 2 Flaws Minimum) :
Cursed Founding - Several millenia have passed since the Chapter's founding, and yet the stain of suspicion remains. Mistrusted by the Inquisition. Shunned by their fellow Astartes. The Chapter does what it can to keep the Imperium safe, even with the galaxy torn asunder and their numbers dwindling.
Unlucky - Whether you believe in it or not, Varro has experienced his fair share of inexplicable mishaps. A perfectly-maintained bolter jamming at a critical moment; a flicker in the Gellar Field aboard a state-of-the-art voidship. Misfortune dogs the Brother-Sergeant's heels. Would that he could turn and crush it.
Biography:
Watch this space.
Equipment:
Mark X Tacticus Power Armour
Heavy Bolt Rifle
Bolt Pistol
Chainsword
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