"Verbal" Xanthis Severus

Description:


Rank Death Adept(6) Human Assassin
"Verbal" Xanthis Severus
7500
7450
Experience Spent/Total
35
Weapon Skill
49
Ballistic Skill
+3
31
Strength
+3
31
Toughness
+3
40
Agility
+4
24
Intelligence
+4
41
Perception
+4
36
Willpower
+3
32
Fellowship
HEALTH
Total
8
Current
8
Insanity
0
Corruption
0
+4
Initiative
+4 Agility
8
Movement
Half Move: 4
Charge: 12
Run:24
2
Fate
Advanced Skills
Skilled
Speak Language (Low Gothic)
Skilled
Speak Languague ( Orbital 75J-98B)
Skilled
Speak Language (Templar Calix)
10%
Acrobatics
10%
Chem use
10%
Tech-use
20%
Tracking
10%
Shadowing
Skilled
Survival
Basic Skills
+10
Awareness
Skilled
Climb
+20
Concealment
Skilled
Contortionist
Skilled
Disguise
+20
Dodge
+10
Search
+20
Silent Move
+20
Security
Homeworld Features
Charmed
Whenever you spend a Fate Point(though not if you brun one), roll a 1d10. On the roll of a natural 9, you do no loose the fate point.
Ill-Omened
take a -5 penalty on all Fellowship Tests made to interact with non-void born humans.
Shipwise
Navagation (stellar) and Pilot (space craft)are basic skills for you.
Void acusstomed
Immune to space travel sickness. In addition zero- or low-gravity environments are not considered diffifult terrain.
Career Features
Weapons Traning
Proficiency in Primitive Melee Weapons, Soild Projectile Weapons (Basic and Pistol), Thrown Weapon Traning.

Unremarkable
Easily Forgettable.

Starting Skills
Speak Language (Low Gothic), Awareness, Dodge.

Imperial Divination

“The pain of the bullet is ecstasy compared to damnation.”
+1 Toughness.

Talents

Weapon Traning (cont.)
Melee (Chain), Pistol (Needle).

Hightened senses (Sight, Hearing, Smell, Touch)
+10 to checks involving those senses.

Jaded
Never gain insanity point for ordinary horrors.

Crack Shot
+2 Critical Damage with a ranged weapon.

Quick Draw
Read as a Free Action

Deadeye Shot
Called shots are at a -10 penalty.

Marksman
No penalties for firing at long or Extreme range.

Rapid Reaction
Test AG to negate suprise.

Sharpshooter
No penalties for Called Shots.

Rapid Reload
Reduce reload time by one step.

Mighty Shot
+2 Damage with ranged attacks.

Secret Language
Learned to speak Templar Calix.

Strength +5
500exp.

Toughness +5
250exp.

Sound Constitution 100exp
Add one wound.

Attacks

Melee Attacks

Missle Attacks

Equipment

Mesh Combat Cloak, Carpace Greaves, Mesh Cowl.
Area: Body, Arms, Legs and Head
AP: 4 body, 5 Legs, 3 Head
Weight: 4kg

Heirloom Hunting Rifle
Range: 150m
Rate of Fire: S/-/-
Damage: 1d10 +4 I
Pen: 0
Clip: 5
Reload: Full
Weight: 6.5kg
Special: Accurate
Modifications: Silencer, Telescopic Sight

Shotgun
Range:30m
Rate of Fire: S/-/-
Damage: 1d10+4 I
Pen: 0
Clip: 2
Reload: 2Full
Weight 6.7
Special: Scatter, Reliable
Modifications: Extra Grip

Stub Revolver
Range: 30m
Rate of Fire: S/-/-
Damage: 1d10 +3 I
Pen: 0
Clip: 6
Reload: 2Full
Weight: 2kg
Special: Reliable
Modifications: Silencer

Knife
Range: 3m
Damage: 1d5 I
Pen: 0
Count: 6
Weight: 3kg
Special: Primitive

Chain Sword
Range: 3m
Damage: 1d10+2 R
Pen: 2
Weight: 6kg
Special: Balanced, Tearing

Cybernetic Respiration
Quality: Good
Effects: +20 Toughness checks versus gas/airborne weapons or toxins.

Miscellaneous Gear
Bullets: 180
Shells:80
Gapnel: 2kg
Screamers x4: 8kg, Alarms
Stummers x2: 4kg, +30 Silent move, 20min power.
Magnoculars: .5kg
Glow-globe/Lamp Pack: 0.5kg
Micro-Bead
Multikey

Sundry

Total Weight

43.2

Carrying Cap

36kg

Thrones/Gelt

852

Ghalis Bucks

1500

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Bio:
Verbal
Xanthis Severus

History

Born on Orbital 75J-98B Xanthis was parented by an average family, received an average education. His breathing was labored due to unfortunate exposure to a toxic gas at an early age. Managing his breathing his started to shadow his family and friends for fun or to learn what they may be hiding from him. Xanthis continued to escalate his actions culminating when he killed a man in revenge for stealing his girlfriend. He assumed that the kill was clean and unseen but he was under observation by the assassins guild with in Orbital 75J-98B. Shortly thereafter Xanthis was inducted and his talents began to flourish. He became bored taking orders from the chain with in the Orbital and found a way out that is when he received a gift from the head of the guild, it was the rifle “Venetta” this was a great honor, he vowed to protect and assured its eventual return to the guild.

Excerpt

The rain poured down driven by heavy southern wind, the water rolled of Xanthis’ cameleoline cloak, synskin kept his warm and dry in addition. Looking through the scope of Venetta a large glass enclosure was clearly visible, warm, dry, and protected from the elements. Six days ago he had picked up a contract with two other assassins to kill a upstart warlord on this god forsaken rock, the pay was to be cut evenly between them all due to the contractors assumption that each of their skills sets where necessary. They were wrong of course, after dispatching his competition he scouted the complex and with the information available set up in the location with the best vantage point of the stage where this warlord would make his next speech. Guards where dispatched and Xanthis had time to reflect how well this will pay and how nice it would be to have his current respiration system replaced with a new quieter more effective model. Verbal, he had always been so quiet except for his breathing, but his fellows had quite the sense of humor, finally he would be truly silent. The dome lit up, aids scurrying around setting up banner, lights and other various props, Xanthis thought to himself, “It is quiet, no one would hear” then out loud his said “click” about six times, each time was in conjunction with quick realignment of his rifle. Chuckling quietly to himself and let out a faint “and it’s that easy”. Stepping in to the light was his target, bold and brazen, but who would not be after carving out a small country for one’s self; of course know one but eight dead men and Xanthis. He could have taken the shot, eight maybe nine times by now, but the contract stated it was to be public and devastating, simple enough. Waiting was never a problem, just a matter of letting his target get conformable, say a few lines, then he would take let Venatta release a muffled cough of death, not very poetic but accurate, Xanthis would prefer it called a whisper. Everything was emplace, this was not a joke shot any more, he had one chance to make this, adjusting for wind, rain, glass, internal pressures, ventilations, gravity, and whatever else he could think of. Laughter leapt unbind from his lips at the thought of gravity, took a sometime to get used to the adjustments necessary for environments with gravity. “Click” slipped from his lips as he pulled the trigger, Xanthis imagined a pinging then a splattering sound as a cloud of red mushroomed around his target as it all ended. Xanthis slinked off down the mountain and to his next pay check. Soon thereafter he came under the employ of the Imperium, many years later is when the others would first meet.

Appearance

Being a void born he would best be described as spindly, standing 2.14m (7ft .25in) weighing 76kg (167.2lbs). He has water blue eyes, his skin is bluish, and his hair is a dark auburn. He would be considered a Methuselah among other Void Born being at the age 54. He stands eerily silent, devoid of breath due to the effectiveness of his cybernetic respiration system.

"Verbal" Xanthis Severus

Dark Heresy - Caladar Star Cluster Boarthephoenix