Right then... sorry for the delay.
Much as I want to post a fully polished character sheet, I've probably kept you all waiting long enough. I'll sneak in a quick edit later to add pictures and revisions, but in the mean time consider this to be a draft for the proposed villain.
Thaddeus "No Relation" Sheppard
Safety, liberty, and privacy: according to the extranet listing for his private security firm, Thaddeus will ensure that these rights are upheld to the utmost professional standard. It would sound like a noble ambition, unless one knew the sorts of clients that employ him… or the ruthless tactics he utilises. Part bodyguard and part insurance policy, Thaddeus has recently founded a lucrative career on ensuring some of the galaxy’s most wanted individuals escape reprisal, be it formal arrest or a Council-sanctioned assassination attempt. Gender:
Private Security ExpertClass:
Standing at 82kg and 186cm (181 lbs / 6’1"), Thaddeus is certainly stronger than some, though it’s his speed and intellect that make him dangerous. His auburn hair, pale complexion, and easy confidence lend him a refined charm, which helps counteract the effects of his calloused hands and wolfish smile when he introduces himself. Thaddeus’s blue eyes gleam with cleverness and cruelty in equal measure, a gaze which commands nervousness from shopkeepers, and curiosity from fools.
Beneath his high-end equipment and immaculate clothes, Thaddeus bears a half-dozen scars across his body – proof that armour and shields aren’t infallible. Most of the blemishes are little more than faded slashes on his skin, but a ragged patch along his ribs tells of a particularly horrific wound somewhere in his past. Powers:
-Chemical Rounds – Popular with pirates, criminals, and mercenaries, these rounds are coated with highly toxic (and often radioactive) compounds designed to poison and inhibit healing.
-Proximity Mines – In addition to the usual timed or remote detonation, these vicious explosives can be set to explode when intruders come within range.
-Fortification – A mechanism that temporarily reinforces combat armour with non-Newtonian fluids and protective Foucault currents. Though intended as a defensive measure, the current can be ‘purged’ through the gauntlets to deliver a powerful one-off melee attack. Weapons:
-M-6 Carnifex (Heavy Pistol) – Exceptionally accurate and with immense stopping power, these pistols are favoured by mercenary leaders. Its slow fire rate, small clip, and extraordinary price tag limit its popularity elsewhere.
-M-76 Revenant (Assault Rifle) – Despite being heavy, inaccurate, and difficult to maintain, these assault rifles are often a source of pride for their owners, and terror for their enemies. With a mammoth clip capacity and blistering rate of fire, it excels at laying down suppressive fire.History:
“Too thuggish for engineering corps, too insidious for marines” – so reads an early annotation on Thaddeus’s military records. However unkind the words might’ve been, the author did hit upon a certain truth.
Right from the onset, Thaddeus’s time in the Alliance military was chequered to say the least. He struggled in a number of core subjects, though he graduated from the academy due to his excellent marks in firearm proficiencies, field repairs, and electronic system management. Notwithstanding a number of earlier concerns about his performance, his superiors decided to take a gamble and allowed Thaddeus to join the Alliance as a garrison technician. The decision was not without merit: Thaddeus excelled in certain aspects of his work, namely those which leant themselves to creatively inflicting violence and running from danger (or, to use military lingo, field modification and displacement tactics), and his more malignant shortcomings were yet to manifest.
Charged with maintaining the security systems and equipment of a modest Alliance outpost, Thaddeus served the Alliance for almost two years, all the while using the relative isolation to procure a few black-market acquisitions or indulge in some questionable projects of his own. In his defence, Thaddeus was always careful to cover his tracks, and his unlawful activities would have almost certainly remained undetected were it not for a pirate raid on the outpost. He survived the raid, of course, but his career didn’t survive the ensuing Alliance investigation.
When they reviewed footage of the attack, Alliance officials discovered that Thaddeus had deliberately sacrificed a number of his peers during the defence of the outpost. At its least culpable, this comprised of sealing the permitter too early, leaving stragglers to die; at its worst, Thaddeus intentionally fired explosives into a group of friendlies in order to eliminate some hostiles who’d closed to melee range. Placed under the microscope of the Alliance disciplinary board, Thaddeus’s other secrets – black market weapons, illegally modified equipment, and so forth – soon came to light. A dishonourable discharge was a forgone conclusion. Thaddeus escaped incarceration by fleeing to the Terminus system, but his reputation was forever marred.
Like most in his position, Thaddeus’s desperation soon caused him to fall in with the ‘wrong’ crowd. He spent a few rough years flitting between criminal gangs, constantly trying to stay afloat in the tumultuous and, above all, violent politics of Omega station. His lucky break finally came when a local mercenary took notice of his military training, and offered him a position in Blackwatch, one of the sector’s countless security firms. Almost immediately, Thaddeus’s fortunes started to improve for the first time in years. With access to proper equipment (and hideously illegal weapons) it wasn’t long before the former Alliance technician put his skills to sinister new uses, with spectacular results. Within a week, Blackwatch was reinforcing client compounds with proximity mines – wicked devices that had the added benefit of torching incriminating evidence. Within a month, Blackwatch guards were armed with a deadly new strain of toxic ammunition. Ultimately, Blackwatch rose too far, too fast, and incurred the attention of Omega’s stronger predators. It mattered little to Thaddeus. A survivor and consummate pragmatist, he abandoned his saviours with the same ease that one might abandon a sinking ship, pausing only take the client list and, of course, burn any links back to him.
The lesson learned, Thaddeus is now starting over once more, albeit with a significant pool of assets and a list of potential customers. Amid the chatter and hollow promises of the Terminus system extranet, one more listing is adding its voice to the clamour. Argos Security is the latest in a long line of boutique security firms, but it’s already receiving referrals from some of the sector’s most iniquitous criminals. They say that Argos Security delivers on the promises it makes to clients: their safety is enforced through a strong offence, their liberty measured in dead Council investigators, and their privacy reflected in burning ruins where incriminating evidence existed just moments before. Sexual Orientation:
Usually heterosexual, though Thaddeus sometimes indulges with the occasional married couple. Availability:
Never one to build a lasting relationship, Thaddeus prefers the convenience and disposability of hook-ups. Fortunately for him, this is a rather common mindset in the shady environments that he occupies.
is a powerfully ugly ship, but to be fair it was never designed to operate in inhabited space. Originally designed to survey isolated planets, its potent engines and exemplary sensory systems have since been repurposed, and the ship now serves as both a lookout and getaway vehicle. The rigors of operating in lawless space necessitate a modest armament, but much like its namesake, the Corvus
relies on cunning and agility rather than brute strength. It can house fifteen crewmen in relative comfort, but in recent times the only occupants are a few service droids and Thaddeus himself, who spends much of his time in the on-board machine shop. Limits:
Please see my Ons / Offs for general preferences. I’d also like to echo Juggtacular’s comment about bad guys, losing, and the odd Xanatos Gambit.