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You are a member of your worlds elite military, a fighter beyond compare. When the Chronosians came upon you, slaughtering your kind, incinerating your world, you were one of the few that remained. You were taken to the deepest voids, your flesh itself violated with tracking devices, and drug-glands. You've been made stronger, faster, more alive...

Only so they can kill you.

In chains, you were brought before the Warmaster, Cabot. You beheld countless more of your kind, of other races. Each brought to subservience. And his voice echoed about you...

"You have been chosen to walk the path of the Hunted. The men of my Legion must be kept in the utmost peak of physical condition, and each of them requires sport to pass the long gulfs between conflict. I offer you this chance. Run and live, avoid capture and defy the Hunt and your life is restored, you are free men. Fail, and you become merely another trophy for Khorne."

The choice is placed before you. And now, the Hunt is on.

OOC: The idea is most interesting, and would fit in with the current relations between the Republic and the Imperium. I'd like to add a character to this.

OOC:hmm... How about the empire is somehow involved with the Chronosians hunt? A good introduction for a new perversion of the Dark Side: Necromen.

(figure my version of a chaos beast)
Interested.

Slight hijack: Chron, I need ya to respond to the Gritisha attacks from the alliance in my civ. war.

Linky to help you out.
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=492683

If it's a call from the Empire you're waiting for... I'll get to that.

OOC:hmm... How about the empire is somehow involved with the Chronosians hunt? A good introduction for a new perversion of the Dark Side: Necromen.

(figure my version of a chaos beast)
Interested.

Slight hijack: Chron, I need ya to respond to the Gritisha attacks from the alliance in my civ. war.

Linky to help you out.
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=492683

If it's a call from the Empire you're waiting for... I'll get to that.

A call would be good. And post some character ideas or character summaries and we'll see what we can fathom for this RP :)

Just view the GFFA forums for characters of both the Empire and the Alliance.

I'm thinking of having Shamman and HK-59 involved as well (fluid time from the Chuunin Exames).

I still have to come up with a Necroman character (Man, singular. Men, plural). Possibly the first one which was revived/created by Darth Trilkan himself.

To view the origonal RP creating the Necromen,
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=480685

It gives you an idea of what they're like.

I have a grizzled old Mandalorian that I'd like to use. Name me a few suitable augmentations.

A lost arm, perhaps. Replaced with some Chaos-infested mechanical artifact-limb.

Name: Bryn Ansu
Rank: Centurion Primus, Nineteenth Legion
Service: Battle of Ythrimir III, Battle of Ythrimir IV, The Ashen War, Battle of Hidari Prime.
Age: 46
Homeworld: Ansu III
Species: Human (Mandalorian)
Height: 1.91m
Gender: Male
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Green
Appearance: Bryn wears full Mandalorian battle armour, with a green and black colour scheme. He carries a BlasTech DC-15A blaster rifle and a BlasTech DL-44 heavy blaster pistol, as well as keeping several knives hidden around his armour.
Language(s): Mando'a, Galactic Basic

((Hmm...This could be interesting, especially for us to open relations. I'll think about it.))

Bump!

Name: Halgolth Tekken'arret
Rank: Vice-Admiral of Shar Fleet
Service: Battle of Murph's Bar, Burning trail plus many, many more during his services.
Age: 746
Homeworld: Sch'Naggio
Species: Drow (Sch'naggian)
Height: .82m
Gender: Male
Hair Colour: White
Eye Colour: Yellow
Appearance: Wears Admiral's armor with all his medal and numerous enchanted items on hisneck and fingers. Old, wrinkle-ish face. Prostetic leg.
Language(s): Drow, over 20 Old Terran Language, Galactic Standard

Ñame: Rirtos Et Merva Tiero
Race: 25% Eternal, 12.5% Eldar, 62.5% Human
Age: 27,500 (Age is extremely slow due to the Eternal blood which effectively makes him able to live for huge lengths with little to no aging occurring in the time)
Height: 7’8”
Weight: 364 lbs
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Grey
Hair Color: Platinum
Appearance: A being of fair face, beyond the measure of mortals, he is a tall being that is of great glory to behold.
Bio: Being born to an quarter Eldar human woman and his half Eternal father, who had given up his immortality for love of his life, he grew up at a speed that in that many generations passed before he was fully grown, due to having inherited a great strength from his Eternal genes. After being fully grown he became a leader of his own tribe on his obscure home world. Yet, he taught his tribe great arts and raised them to high levels of culture to surpass all others, but did not teach them any of the lethal technologies and art he know. Yet, as time passed and generations passed and he still neither used his powers nor had his people expand. This continued for thousands of years, until the Imperium of man attacked his world. In the initial attack his own tribe did not fight until the Imperium began to approach the sacred land of their people. Then rallying up against them forged many advanced weapons to fight for their survival, but in the end the Imperium overcame their forces and then they were forced to submit to the rule of the Imperium. Hoping to prevent any more killing Rirtos surrendered himself to the Imperium forces and then was taken to a strange place…
Languages: Low Eternal, Gothic, and many other languages.

Nice idea Chron, I like.

Name: Appius Decius Vertius
Age: 43
Previous Rank: Governor of Kosse(Taledonian side)
Homeworld: Taledonia
Species: Taledonian(human but with some perks)
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 187 lbs
Gender: Male
Hair Color: Greying brown
Eye Color: Blue
Education: Was one of the most promising pupils of the great philosopher Arterus, and excelled in political sciences. Limited military training or knowledge, but hearty experience as he had thrown himself into the fray against the Chronosian invaders when they reached his now destroyed palace. Decius is fluent in Taledonian(latin), and Galactic Standard(english)
Info:
Abandoned by his nation, enslaved by daemons, Decius hasn't got the slightest clue as to what to believe anymore. His body, while he had kept it in prime, had been tortured and burned, runes and sigils of the dark gods of Chaos carved forever into his flesh. But in all the humiliation and at the hight of defeat, he had defiantly remained sain, thanks mostly to constant prayers to the Gods for help. Choosing to keep what little dignity and honor he could, he has never removed what was his finest garment, that, when he was still governor before the fall, had been a most splendid white toga with golden embroidery on the edges. However, in recent times it had become a bloodstained rag, the golden edges torn and dirt splattered everywhere.

Species: Human (Mandalorian)

T3h lol.

OOC: Bump for entrants

Alone I stand in Forign Lands,
None of my own can help me,
I stand alone in Forign Lands,
Only I Can Help me.
-Poem of abandonment

[ooc:Count me in Chron.]

Excellent idea Chron. I'll have a character up either sometime tonight or early tomorrow.

So chron, when do we start killin' things?

You are a member of your worlds elite military, a fighter beyond compare. When the Chronosians came upon you, slaughtering your kind, incinerating your world, you were one of the few that remained. You were taken to the deepest voids, your flesh itself violated with tracking devices, and drug-glands. You've been made stronger, faster, more alive...

Only so they can kill you.

OOC: Has someone been watching Stargate Atlantis?

OOC: Has someone been watching Stargate Atlantis?

Maybe just a little :P But Drug glands are awesome! Controlling which narcotics get pumped into your own bloodstream, to add to the thrill of the Hunt :D