Description
The ship was first constructed in 814 to act as a support vessel on the capital fronts of the war lines during the bloody war of the BHG Core and the Order. The vessel has acted as a supporting role for a long time, claiming many destruction of multiple vessels with it until it met its inevitable grave during the final push in Omicron Minor. The Guardian was last seen trying to assist a Mako that seemingly appeared to be moving away from the main area of combat, during the final assault on Toledo. The recovered black box cuts off with some unknown garbling noises and the image cutting off to complete whiteness.
There were some reports that the vessel was engaged within inter-group combat with some comrades, though investigations never cleared up why or what occurred. Whatever was known to the ship before was long lost in it’s wreckage, along with the lost souls who fought bravely on the front.
The Guardian’s remains were discovered by Raven on 3/10/822 A.S in Omicron Minor. The vessel was found in a skeletal remain, where its husk would weirdly point towards the Omicron Major Jumpgate. Raven immediately boarded whatever remained of the vessel with a team of 3 other pilots, they were said to experience eerie voices and unnatural phenomenons such as seeing people walking around, or feeling an unsettling presence like if someone grab them from behind. Raven and her team extracted the remains of the black box and analysed it on Durban, the only data that was recovered was the last five minutes of the logs and two gun cams. One of them being a sighting of a Zoner using Order Technology, and another showing a hostile dispute between the two pilots. No one knew why they fought and some speculated that it was linked with Nomadic influence upon the vessel.
A crew of APM transports were later called in to collect and to bring whatever remained of the Bullhead. During the time, Raven was only a Guardian and because of such, she did not have the ability or the rights to order people around, it was said that she would have blackmailed some people into working on resurrecting the capital vessel to do her bidding. It was also noted that additional supply vessels brought in some materials for construction. The Blueprints to the now resurrected Guardian was never given out and the engineers who assisted Raven in designing it, went ‘missing’. The only person who knows is Sapphire Raven, and she religiously defends all knowledge about the ship and it’s crew. Though, it is apparent that the ship is adopting an older and modified APM-Bullhead series, the AP-535 models, the newer versions being AP-540.
During the time of the vessels construction completion, it was rumoured that Raven had taken pilots who were awaited to be executed onto the ship. Said personnel were thought to have been rehabilitated on board the ship, either working as a crew member, or were enslaved to undertake manual labour in the ship's modification. When the ship was re-created, the Bullhead was re-labelled as the “Eidolon Wraith” - to represent the ship's purpose as a support and tactical analyser. Eidolon being a figure of ghostliness, being named after the the phenomenal appearances, it’s ability to wield a cloaking device and the nature of the ship hiding from everyone else. Wraith being the metaphor of the following death of another. Despite the renewal, people on board still feel an aura of discomfort, it is unknown why such anomalies apparently occur, but these phenomenons fail to be recorded by any digital device and was instead simply shrugged off as the people having paranoia.
Not much is known about the Eidolon nowadays, but, it was seen that vessel has undergo private changes and rarely visits the shipyards of Alabama. A rumour says that the vessel appears to be taking in Corsair prisoners, who are then never heard of again. An additional saying is that the ship is heavily influenced by Nomads, due to some sayings of an Artifact that was embedded onboard the ship. It’s also said that the vessel has scavenged and absorbed a nano based Gammuian AI system, which resides in a specially constructed chassis in the centre of the vessel.
The AI wasn't really seen in action at all, until an incident that occurred on the Eidolon where a more primitive computer was seen instead. It appears that the primitive networked AI on board was used to send out a burst transmission to the Core Reporting Relay Network of the recordings automated personnel gathered during an event where most of the crew was brutally murdered due to them being sent insane by some Nomadic entity, causing them to go in a frenzy rage and kill each other. It is noted that some select few people, including Raven, was not affected by the mental effect, but instead showing that they failed due to toxins in the air. Several days after the event, the ship was boarded by the Order and the surviving crew was captured by the operatives. During this, the Eidolon was left drifting in Omicron-74, until some Canaan vessels towed the vessel to Omicron Delta.
Since that incident, the security on the vessel was increased even further, and the ship has been seen further away from other regular Core sightings, keeping distance from their comrades. People who wished to gain access on the ship would either require a specially coded key, or require the rank of Guildkeeper or higher in the Core, otherwise the defensive systems may engage any intruders. One time, the vessel, alongside with Guildkeeper Raven, went missing for two weeks, the Wraith was seen cloaking while headed towards the deep Omegas. The vessel was rediscovered by a Core scout patrol lead by Guildkeeper Daniels, who detected a strange signal pulsating from the Eidolon. During this time, it was within their interest to retrieve the ship due to Guildmaster Nodtviet’s disappearance, Daniels had traced the signal all the way to Kansas. They had noted that the vessel had undergone exterior changes, seemingly reinforced with another material, and one notable interior change was sighted, the “not-so-primitive” AI was activated.
What truly happens upon the Eidolon is a mystery to most but their own carefully selected crew. Why does it hide a lot? Why does it keep changing in design? What’s with the spiritual phenomenons? What’s with the kidnapping? Why did it disappear for two weeks? What are they planning? Why is it so secretive? What is the ship made out of? What's with the 'survivalist' systems onboard it? Why is it home to some pilots? These are questions that have yet to come to light within the Core.
Pilot Name: Nova Hawken Current Rank: Paladin Date of Birth: 797 A.S Birthplace: Liberty Family Relations: James Hawken (Father), Lisa Hawken (Mother) Vessels Under Command: Various
Biography
Nova was born to a family of doctors on Planet Manhattan in New York. From a young age however, she took an interest in bullying and oppressing smaller children to get what she wanted. This attitude carried onto her High School career, where she was thrown out of school for beating another pupil over a relationship issue.
Her talents at intimidating others were not left to collect dust however, as later she was picked up by the Liberty Police to serve as an officer as well as interrogator. She developed a notorious reputation among inmates for her brazen approach, and where she would often take out her own rage and anger on inmates just because she felt like it. The LPI didn't mind, as her methods often brought results.
However one day during a surprise co-operative patrol/inspection with Liberty Navy patrols, her attitude would get the better of her. Upon coming across a Rogue, the patrol disabled it's vessel before Hawken began to proceed with her 'methods'. Using her laser weaponry she cracked open the cockpit of the Rogue's vessel, and laughed at the criminal as he slowly suffocated. Of course, this shocked and horrified the Navy officers who immediately reported the incident to their high command after the patrol. Nova was taken to Military Court, where she was later dishonourably discharged for her misconduct. After this incident her parents cut ties with her, not wanting to tarnish their reputation as well.
Her talents however were spotted by a Core recruiter. Seeing her potential to make a cold, fearless and bold pilot they immediately offered her a position as a Knight. Seeing nowhere else to turn, she accepted.
Quickly rising to the rank of Paladin within several months and becoming a personal aide of the Guildmaster, Nova Hawken has become known throughout The Core for her unforgiving approach towards The Core's enemies, both inside and outside the interrogation room. She even has her own personal arrangement of tailored interrogation 'tools' for when she needs to conduct her business. Though, her cold attitude often makes her much more disconnected from the other pilots, and Nova generally treads the path of the lone wolf.
Pilot Name: Evelyn "Eve" Sharp Current Rank: Deceased, Ex 'Exalted' Guildmaster Date of Birth: 780 A.S Birthplace: Bretonia Family Relations: Unknown (Parents), Unknown (Husband) Vessels Under Command: WV-Damocles, Various
Biography
Although records containing the data of Evelyn Sharp's origin were erased, she was born into a family of impoverished ranch workers on Planet New London. Struggling to get by, her family often encouraged her to steal and exploit the world around her when given the opportunity. Unfortunately this led to her developing quite a hefty criminal record even from a young age. By the time she was in her late teens, she had already begun drifting from gang to gang, treading her own path through the criminal underworld of New London. Eventually however the law caught up with her, and she was captured and imprisoned on Sheffield Station in the Manchester system.
Predictably, Evelyn was forced to serve her time as a rookie hunter within the Bounty Hunters Guild. To everyone's surprise however Evelyn became an immensely successful Hunter working in the Guild, expertly going after high level bounties and pulling them off with relative ease. Her name quickly spread throughout the Guild as she rose to fame, eventually reaching the Bounty Hunters Guild Council. Noticing the prowess and bravado Evelyn expressed the BHG Council decided to take her off parole and induct her into the Council. She continued to impress the Guild and was eventually appointed as the Head Guildmaster of the Bounty Hunters Guild, the youngest ever to reach the title, at the age of only 18 years old.
Having taken some bounties there herself, Evelyn immediately decided to increase the Guild's operations within the Edge Worlds. By her own deduction, she concluded that the Guild had entered the Edge Worlds ill-equipped. So in cooperation with AP Manufacturing she ordered the construction of Dabadoru Base in Omicron Delta, which was to serve as a permanent base of operations for the Guild in the Omicrons. This bold move proved to be successful, as removing the need for the BHG to base off Zoner bases immediately gave the BHG a bolster to their operations, as they had their own installation to refuel from and could dock as many of their ships as they needed to.
For the next couple of years Evelyn enjoyed steady success with the Bounty Hunters Guild. Word of her efforts soon spread throughout the Houses, inciting fear into criminal elements and garnering praise and acclaim from even the House Governments themselves - just in time for the Nomad War.
The Nomads had initially taken little interest in the Guild. Whilst they had encountered and infected Hunters in the Edge Worlds who had strayed too close to their own territories, they had kept their infectious reach to the Houses. But with the arrival of The Order on the scene, they would be forced to change their minds quickly.
The Nomads had sent their infected thralls in the form of a dual Liberty and Rheinland diplomatic envoy, to discuss providing funding extra funding towards the Guild's operations in the Edge Worlds, with Evelyn Sharp. They had also requested to meet the CEO of AP Manufacturing at the time, Steven Thorpe. The meeting itself took place within the highly secretive Alaska system. This had already sent warning signals of some degree to Evelyn, as usually interested investors would simply request to meet on a Guild station.
Evelyn and Steven were escorted to a secure room on Juneau Shipyard. But upon immediately entering the meeting room, they were apprehend and restrained by their hosts. In a terrifying display of telekinetic power, the Nomads revealed themselves to both Evelyn and Steven. Their infected thralls came forward with eyes burning with a purple aura that engulfed the room and began to plague their minds. Evelyn watched in horror as the infected humans slowly approached Steven, and pried open his jaws before inserting an alien-like creature into his mouth. His hosts released him, before letting his body writhe uncomfortably on the floor and break into seizures. Eventually Steven stood back up, with the same purple light pouring forth from his eyes as the thralls.
The thralls averted their gaze towards Sharp. Fearing she would be infected next, she became to scream and fry in fear, tears flowing forth from her eyes as she struggled and attempted to battle against her captors. He reaction intrigued the Nomads as they observed her become overcome with fear. Such an emotion was foreign to them, and they were curious how Evelyn would react if she was pushed further. And so for the next several hours they tormented her with an array of visions, exposing her mind to all that the Nomads were, and what the Nomads wanted with Sirius. But as time went on this did not scare Evelyn. No, it fascinated her. She began to express her sentiments towards the Nomads and they were surprised at this. A human, an uninfected one, showing sympathies towards the Nomads was highly unique in their eyes. And so they opted not to infect Evelyn and instead employed her to serve them, allowing her to keep her free-will in the process. She threw her humanity aside, and decided to help the Nomads in their goals.
The Nomads experimented on Evelyn and whilst they certainly did not turn her into a Hybrid, they did bestow upon her the gifts of telepathy and telekinesis. There are others in Sirius who been found to display similar talents, but none of the high level Evelyn displayed. Her power was derived from harnessing her own brainwaves and transforming them into energy used to manipulate the environment around her. To prevent an overload of telekinetic energy, the Nomads installed a chip of their own design on the back of her brain that served as a 'biomechanical transformer'. She gifts to further control and manipulate the Guild and those who served under her. She was capable of reducing a person to torn pieces of flesh using only her mind. She controlled the Guild and her subordinates mostly through fear.
The Nomads, controlling Liberty and Rheinland, began working with Evelyn to create a human-proxy military faction to serve as a long-term solution to destroying The Order in the Edge Worlds. This was dubbed the Bounty Hunters Guild Core. The Nomad's assistance boosted the Core's operations immensely. However, her relationship with the Nomads was not to last. In their short-sightedness they were ignorant of how much of a threat The Order truly was. Through the assistance of a certain Freelancer and ex-LSF personnel, The Order defeated the alien menace and ended the Nomad War.
But things would not end for the BHG Core here. Whilst Rheinland did not even bother to show up to the post-Nomad War meeting, using her persuasive 'abilities' Evelyn was able to convince Liberty to continue funding the BHG Core, even though it was free of infection. The BHG Core would serve Liberty as its pawn in the Edge Worlds. But truly, it was Liberty and the BHG would be pawns of Evelyn.
For the next several years Evelyn enjoyed a life of luxury and immense power. She continued to grow the Core more and more, envisioning turning it into a fifth house within the east of Sirius. She had dreams of grandeur that involved stamping out all opposition in the Edge Worlds, even if they were neutral entities such as Zoners. Enemies were crushed, either indirectly through the Core forces or she would personally see to their demise. Exalted above all in the Edge Worlds, she revered, feared and even praised as a human goddess-like figure. She had even been able to marry, however records pertaining whom her husband was were erased, and none know if he still serves within The Core or is alive at all.
But alas, Evelyn Sharp would not continue to see The Core past 809 A.S. During a speech, in which she was displaying extravagant uses of her powers such as executing dissidents, she suddenly collapsed. She was rushed to the med-bay, but there was no response. Evelyn Sharp had died within the space of a mere second. A post-mortem revealed that what caused her life to be extinguished was brain-death. Supposedly caused by an odd, alien-looking microchip that had burnt out on the back of her brain.
Unbeknownst to the majority of The Core her corpse was taken to The Core secret medical archives, whereby she would be kept for medical and scientific research into her psionic abilities. Mysteriously though, in 818 A.S these archives were broken into. The thief had left everything untouched, except for the body of Evelyn Sharp whom he had taken off with. It is unknown where it resides now, or who is the one that had stolen it.
The legacy of Evelyn Sharp would continue to flourish in The Core however, with many of her goals and ideals still being a key part of Core philosophy. But the figure herself faded into lost memory, with most modern Core pilots - and other Edge Worlds denizens - having little to no idea of the female tyrant that sacrificed her humanity for Core once was. Nor how ruthless, how cruel, and how evil she was in the undertaking of her goals.
Pilot Name: Jawdat an'Nuss(?) Current Rank: Luminary Date of Birth: Unknown Birthplace: Unknown Family Relations: Unknown Vessels Under Command: WV-Numidia
Biography
Slash, crack, gush, pause, gush, pause, gush, silence; slash, crack, gush, pause, gush, pause, gush, silence; slash, crack, gush, pause, gush, pause, gush, pause, gush... no, this was not right. There was one gush too many. It had to do it again. Capture another set of Zoners, each of them alone, as in a group they might manage to scream, confine them in its cramped chamber and finally reach perfection. Of course, he succeeded in the first part, as it was only a matter of time, but the Zoners' physiology never wanted to cooperate. However, over the said time, its unusual demand for sharp cutlery became suspicious, especially when combined with the dry, brown stains at its doorstep and the horrendous stench which made people run through that part of the corridor.
A somewhat old man, but carrying a plasma rifle, knocked on its door one day. He had a piece of wet cloth over his nose and mouth. A dark figure suddenly rushed out, shot him with its poisonous eyes, and bludgeoned him in the jaw with a smudged, sticky plastic bag, which contained what looked like the remains of some poor woman's beautiful face. The old man fell, shocked and distraught, and allowed the figure to steal his fully loaded rifle while he was too busy covering the stains of dry blood with his vomit.
What was in the chamber demanded too much literary skill, and a much stronger heart than the old man had. The figure hadn't reached the end of the corridor when it heard the man scream out his last wave of puke -- ever -- and then splash his contracted face into it. It stopped for a moment, shaking its head. Another missed chance of perfection. But there were many open chances ahead, so it continued running.
The shady figure used the occasion that there was a Mako docked with Freeport 11. It boarded the ship in the last moment, unnoticed as the Mako was preparing to engage a Nomad fleet that was closing down. Owing to a tangled set of crazily improbable coincidences, a painting of William Shakespeare appeared in the bridge for a second and then ceased to exist in that time-space as suddenly. Following that, everyone but the basic android crew suffered a stroke without any apparent reason and died.
To the shady figure, this was a gift from the heavens. Its rifle had just got a major overhaul. Echoing through the hull with its manic guffaw, the figure ran into the bridge and took the main controls, which it somehow knew how to operate, and established its mastery over the androids. The Nomad fleet disappeared in a storm of death. Everything was recorded by the on board security cameras, and although the Core were puzzled by the inexplicable series of coincidences, they were impressed by the figure's ability to ruthlessly murder their foes, and lacking a captain and a trained crew, established the figure in command of the WV Numidia.
Nothing else is known about this man, if he is a man at all, but that for some reason he had a spiked dog collar strapped around his neck. Its name tag read "Jawdat an'Nuss".
Pilot Name: Adrianna Navarro Current Rank: Templar Date of Birth: July 13th 797 A.S Birthplace: Liberty Family Relations: Unknown (Father), Sasha Navarro (Mother - Location Unknown) Vessels Under Command: Blue Vengeance (Manta), AV-Imperceptu
Biography
Adrianna had a rough childhood to say the least. Having never known her father, she had to learn the ways of life from her "skank" mother. Adrianna was born on Planet Houston, a hub of debauchery and villainy. She never fit in with her peers, she never fell to the same low level of the individuals that surrounded her, especially her mother. On Planet Houston that makes one stand out. Her mother was Not a good role model. A less than reputable character, she spent her time enjoying life, not caring for the "burden" that should be closest to her heart.
Adrianna spent her main years of education doing just the right amount. Not excelling in her exams, but not failing them either. Even this this set her apart from her classmates. She narrowly passed her core subjects, however against all odds she aced her piloting and basic flight control exams. A rare feat on the most prosperous planets, let alone Planet Houston.
Despite her upbringing Adrianna remained a proud and honorable person. She was one who retained her morality and beliefs. One who was different to the rest. Adrianna is on the whole a kind and loving individual, but will forever haunted by her troubled past.
One night in June 814 A.S. there was a "Disagreement" between Adrianna and her mother. She has refused to give any details. She told us she left that night and took a Zoner Shuttle into the Omicrons, where she made her way to Freeport 9 in Omicron Theta. To our knowledge Adrianna hasn't spoken with her mother or made any form of contact since.
Adrianna spent the next few years of her life roaming around the Omicrons, living the life of a Zoner. Although she never classified herself as one, she stayed primarily on Freeports and lived among them, honing her skills. Like every person, she made her allies, her enemies, and those she avoided. She never cared much for the diplomacy of the sector, or the peoples petty squabbles, as long as they kept out of her way.
During her time with the Zoners, Adrianna picked up new skills and abilities that most would consider life lessons. Among these were sharp combat skills, something she always had a talent for. Most who her made an enemy... Wound up dead.
Her skills didn't go unnoticed, it is believed she was, at one point, approached by both the Order and The Core. Her reasoning for choosing the Core is still unknown. It is assumed that the media's portrayal, of their honor against the Order's acts of terrorism is what swayed her. She has been among the Cores ranks for little more than a year. Through her unique skills and battle prowess, she has risen quickly through their ranks. She may not have seen the Core's vision, but she has helped to uphold it.
Through her entire career within the Core, she has disobeyed only one order. It was at the Battle of Freeport 11. It was at this "Massacre", that she "Lost her faith". During the battle she left, returning to Yaren. Any other soldier would have been executed for such an act, but her skill was too precious to lose.
Currently she is on leave taking time to "Find herself".
Pilot Name: Rosalina Romanov Current Rank: Templar Date of Birth: March 22nd 801 A.S Birthplace: Rheinland Family Relations: Leon Romanov(Father: Dead), Alana Romanov (Mother: Alive) Vessels Under Command: WV-Gladius, WV-Olympius
Biography
Rosalina came from a poor, hard working family. Her father was busy working all the time, while her mother was always stressed and was busy worrying about her husband because she would never know if her husband would return home from work that day. Rosalina's father Leon was a member of the Rheinland Federal Police. Leon was originally from Liberty, born on Planet Los Angeles and met his wife Alana during the war between Liberty and Rheinland. Alana is originally from Rheinland, born and bread on Planet Hamburg.
Leon was a Mercenary just trying to earn a living for himself. Was a quiet tall, big built figure. People was him as a tower that stood of people. Leon had Marine Corps train being an ex-Marine on his him planet. Los Angeles. After doing his rough time there, he needed to move on. Settle down in life, find himself a nice wife and have kids. Retiring from his position in the Marine Corps and becoming a basic fighter pilot just trying to earn a bit of cash. Slowly making his way to Rheinland while the war was going on.
For Leon his shuttle was shot down and was seriously hurt. Being taken to Planet Hamburg, hospital he met this nurse, her name was Alana. Alana was a nurse who was young, only 19 years of age and Leon being 23. Both being young, having high hormones and single. They were very flirty with one another, and while Leon was being looked after and nursed by Alana, they became very close and Leon eventually took her out for dinner and they started dating.
After several weeks of just dating, they became a couple and where slowly trying to sort there lives out. Alana continuing to be a nurse, while Leon had to find himself a job within Rheinland. Using all the training and all his education he applied to become a Federal Police Officer and was taken into training. Once completing training and years of being in this service. His last promotion was to Detektiv. At that moment he asked his girlfriend Alana to marry him and she of course said yes. 2 years later they had a little girl. They named her Rosalina after Alana's grand mother.
During the early years of Rosalina, she went to pre-school and school to get a basic education. Coming to her teens she was always being bullied because of how she looked, and that her father was born from Liberty but a police Detektiv within Rheinland. She was made to feel like an outcast. Rosalina made it through school and education even after being bullied. Her father wanted Rosalina to have the best education she could have so paying for her to go to university and let her study what she wanted. Rosalina went and studied forensic science.
Rosalina took an interest in forensic science because of all the weird, unique, stuff that she would learn about. All the small things that could lead to big things. After four years at university she finally graduated the same year her father was killed. Her father was killed on July 29th 817 A.S. From what they where told he was killed by a Nomad Attack but it was unclear.
This made life hard for Rosalina and her mother Alana. Rosalina had to become strong, and continue with life how her father would want her. Joining basic military school like Leon, her plans where to join Büro der Marineintelligenz. Being accepted due to her university degree and basic military school. She was later given her basic pilot tests and training after working 4 years solid in the labs.
Once she passed her basic pilot tests, after two years of basic patrols with wing men and women of the Büro der Marineintelligenz she later quit her job and wanted to move on with life. Life was still tough, with her father being killed and her mother slowly becoming old and frightened of losing her only daughter. Rosalina wanted the best for both her self and her mother. She sort of demanded her mum Alana to go with her to the Omicrons. People say it was dangerous but to Rosalina it was the safest, most quiet place. It was in the open, no one around so they moved and lived on Freeport 9.
Months later she realized that money was short and bills where coming left right and center. Rosalina had to do something and fast, moving to the bar to see the job boards, seeing that Core was recruiting pilots. So Rosalina took the news letter from the job board and went to her quarters where she done research day in and day out to get a understanding on the Core. A few days later she applied and was accepted as an initiate where she had her first mission.
Pilot Name: Ar Sogan Current Rank: Sentinel Date of Birth: September 4th 799 A.S. Birthplace: Bretonia Family Relations: Unknown Vessels Under Command: Marlin, Moray, WV-Erebus, WV-Honos, WV-Aius.Locutius.
Biography
Ar Sogan is a Freelancer Born in 4 September 799 A.S. in Planet Leeds. At 15, Ar met Sid Fire and became a friend of work. one day Sid commissioned Ar to do a little service to build a base near LD-14, which will be called "Stonehenge Depot", but Ar didn't has the necessary materials and its requirements had to be bought by Gallic stations. So he decided to pursue a career as a Gateway Shipping to go into all the Sirius Sector. Ar then put aside that job for his friend saying that before of building the base it needed to validate it to the government the Bretonia (350 million minimum) and he haven't all that money. So he will go around the sirius sector to seek work from Freelancer at Bounty Hunters, because finding criminal wanted he could receive a lot of money. After the failure of the Stonehenge Depot project, Ar decided to pursue a career as Bounty hunter in Liberty Space. Then he's stopped being a "Freelancer" and decided to register to the Core. Staying with the Core has caused to Sogan the development of a strong sense of rigidity to the rules and great loyalty. Now he knows that it is not just a normal bounty hunter. Sogan knows that fights for a self-proclaimed totalitarian empire that wants to conquer the entire Edge Worlds.
Pilot Name: Matthew Ray Bishop Current Rank: Guild Master Date of Birth: 795 A.S. Birthplace: Liberty Family Relations: Father was a Liberty Navy Officer Mother is now a retired Cryer Pharmaceuticals employee. Vessels Under Command:You name it.
Biography
Smart, but lacking discipline, Matt worked his way into the Liberty Police academy soon as he was 18 years old. Matt was never really into fighter combat and with his fathers help and some other officers, was able to assume command of of a gunboat within the secondary fleet ranks of the LPI. Bossing people around and pulling risky moves was Matt's way of "participating" in the LPI. Despite giving his C.O.s trouble with not following -every- rule or just generally being irresponsible at times, he was seen as more of an asset to the Liberty Navy. Matt decided to follow up in his fathers footsteps, he greatly took part in fighting off the Hellfire Legion in California and in Magellan commanding several different vessels when needed. Still not following all the rules and paying attention to his C.O. Matt overstepped his bounds when he first ran into a group of nomads venturing in the far regions of the Magellan system. Matt called off his little brigade at that point and came to realize fighting other people was completely useless when there was another race that threatened his own. In what was literally -a change of character- Matt immediately left the Liberty Navy seeking a way of fighting the nomad menace in a similar fashion to that of the Liberty Navy, but Sirius wide. His answer was the Core, Guild Master Erik Nodviet accepted him and gave him command of the W.V.-Nemesis which would gain quite a title the more Matt stayed in the Omicrons. Over time, as several Guildkeepers and pilots died or left the Core, Matt remained as Nodviet's right hand man. When Nodviet disappeared Matt assumed, and still is in Command of the Core.
Pilot Name:Kuno Jowarski Current Rank: Initiate Date of Birth: 795 A.S. Birthplace:Planet Nuremburg, Munich, Rheinland Family Relations:Cut-off contact with family. Status unknown. Vessels Under Command:One lone Manta.
Biography
Jowarski describes himself as lucky "Slumtrash" from Nuremburg. At age 16 he abandoned his secondary education to run with a small-time group of thugs, much to the displeasure of his parents. This gang would go on to align themselves with the Unioners in order to acquire more supplies, and eventually snubcraft to join into Union ranks. Jowarski's gang enjoyed the bounty of Republican Shipping transport holds for many month before one raid went wrong. While Jowarski managed to escape, he was caught by Bounty Hunters and convinced to turn himself into Rheinland authorities. He managed to avoid a sentence to Vierlande doing this; getting a much more comfortable cell planet-side on New Berlin. During his time in prison his father and mother came to visit. Jowarski generally avoids details on the conversation, but he's stated that he cut all ties with his family afterwords. After his prison sentence was up he was contacted by the Bounty Hunter's and offered a position into the Guild which he happily took.
Jowarski left for Liberty once he joined the Guild, and he would remain there for at least two years before venturing out towards other houses. In his time at Liberty he grew quite fond of Libertonian culture, customs, and cuisine (If "cuisine" can be described as every brand of Liberty Ale) trying to distance himself from his Rheinland heritage. He was so adamant in this pursuit he began to speak with a Libertonian accent within two weeks, and even tried to apply for citizenship in Liberty shortly after. (war however broke out between Rheinland and Liberty, killing any hopes of that) Jowarski would keep himself occupied by fulfilling small-time contracts throughout Liberty, spending all his earnings on booze, mostly legal drugs, and women. He's well known in Hunter circles for buying every patron in a bar whatever drinks they want; his partying attitude and popularity among Hunters led him to developing some important contacts. His new found friends would give him information on important bounties, tips, some juicy rumors and leads on where good contracts were. This eventually would lead him to Curacao, where he fulfilled some top-priority bounties (mainly people with a huge gambling debt) and got good word in with OS&C management. He'd soon fall victim like his contracts however and accrue a large gambling debt himself. He was offered the choice of either entering a prison cell in Huntsville or providing escort for OS&C. Not wanting to leave the prison of one house to end up in another, Jowarski chose to be an escort, and proved himself to be quite efficient. After working off his debt, and managing to raise a little extra, he swore off gambling, though the appetite for his other vices remained the same. By the time his escort job was over he'd heard the news as to what happened at Freeport 11 from Hunters on Curacao. He had a keen interest in Core activity after that point and began sending out feelers through his contacts to keep a tab on furthers events that transpired. With changes in Core leadership, members leaving in droves (many to end up in Auxesia), and APM practically needing to be bailed out, Jowarski saw an opportunity to establish himself within The Core (or at the very least, pick at the remains of the carcass if things got worse).
Under normal circumstances, Jowarski probably wouldn't have made it into The Core. He has a tendency to avoid engagements, will always ask questions before shooting, and has little regard for any rhetoric on enemies of The Core; all this on top of personality that blatantly clashes with most Core members (He jokes that he'd have probably been shot out of the airlocker on the mention of his lust for "Hispanian Women"). However, the screening process for candidates changed drastically after many members left to join Auxesia, and Jowarski has several characteristics that Core leadership thought would be useful if not necessary for their continued survival. Jowarski posses a great natural ability at gathering intelligence through his personality and vices. He unwittingly establishes contacts at every station he visits, not directly attempting to gather information, but more as a consequence of his partying and extroverted nature. He also has shown himself to be very reliable at any task he's assigned no matter how morally repugnant. Despite always questioning his situations and who he's targeting, Jowarski has always carried out orders given to him holding the idea that being reliable is the most important quality you can strive for. Finally, he has an uncanny ability to adapt to any environment he's placed in. Within less than a month in Liberty he managed to adopt every aspect of its society, from the ideals, to its culture and language. Very few people could tell the difference between him and any other Libertonian.
The Core will likely have use of him inside the ranks of the Arcani as they prepare to counter the recent Inter-House influence of Auxesia and The Order.
That is, of course, assuming he survives long enough to make into the Arcani.
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