So, when shall we begin? When there's one player of each race? Is there a specific player-count that is required?
Sign me up if there are spots / the game still going ( I am aware that the last post was close to some two weeks hence, so consider this a tentative check). Character as follows: Race: Human Name: Caius Kaldraig Class: Veteran (of the battles at Ganf Magna and the Sisk 'Training Exercise') Company: Steel Legion; 808th of Ganf Magna Deathworld: Armageddon (post 3rd War) Knowledge Points: War: 2 Knowledge Points (Cauis has seen wars and how they play out, he knows well enough how to protect himself should it come to either a firefight or engagements in close quarters) Tactics: 1 Knowledge Point (Whilst not an officer himself, Caius understands risk Vs gain decisions and how correct positioning can change a battle) Brief Description: Standing a good 6 feet and 5 inches by imperial standard and half as much across, Caius is a solidly man for a guardsman. His hair is kept shaved and a short beard maintained on his face (of course in such a way that it would not block a gas mask as is company regulations), he has a squared set jaw, which lops slightly to the left and underbites some. His iris's are a dull grey in deeply sunk eyes. His body is muscular from training but covered in a layer of fat from poor quality foods he is rationed. Brief Backstory: Cauis joined the 808th shortly before the deployment to Ganf Magna, during the Third War for Armageddon. He managed to make his way through that bloody period in history and come out the other side the stronger for it, learning the necessary skills for survival in war one either picks up or dies trying. With his company he was redeployed some-time after his arrival in Ganf Magana, his whittled down company was redeployed on the planetoid of Sisk for a training, but was struck by an unknown Chaos force of devastating psychic power, it was only his and his companies ability to survive in otherwise inhospitable terrain and toxic atmospheres which allowed them to press on through the manifest trenches of living fire and sludge to claim a victory at such devastating cost it nearly force the regiment into retirement. *Story to be updated as needed to fit with backstory*
9000+1? Yes I realise that making that joke means I am not a good person but I know you people love me anyways so it doesn't really matter
