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Valerius Sevre - Details

Born

28 February 4118

STR

17 (3)

DEX

12 (1)

CON

16 (3)

INT

15 (2)

WIS

13 (1)

CHA

14 (2)

Administer

2

Connect

1

Exert

1

Fix

1

Heal

-1

Know

1

Lead

0

Notice

0

Perform

1

Pilot

0

Program

0

Punch

1

Shoot

1

Sneak

1

Stab

1

Survive

2

Talk

2

Trade

0

Work

1

MAX HP

80

Speed

30 feet

Occupation

Grand Inquisitor of the Red Sun Dominion

Archetype (i.e. Class)

Expert

AC

14

Age

42

Species

Human

Gender

Male


Backstory

Born Valerius Sevre on the 'primitive' world of Orax , Valerius and his sibling Krin grew up amidst their simplistic culture. While the Dominion publicly claims Orax is a simple Neolithic society, Valerius learned the terrifying truth early: the planet is a farm for psychic operatives. Desperate to escape being harvested like cattle, Valerius enlisted in the Red Sun Dominion military at the earliest opportunity.

While his sibling Krin embraced their psychic potential to rise through the ranks as a General, Valerius took the opposite path. He became a dogmatic purist, joining the Purity Enforcement division. He views uncontrolled psychic ability and 'Maltech' (forbidden artificial intelligence and nanotechnology) as the chaos that caused the Sundering. He rose to Grand Inquisitor through sheer brutality and an almost preternatural ability to sniff out sedition.

Currently, Valerius is caught in a dangerous web of his own making. He is publicly celebrated as the scourge of the 'unclean,' yet his own bloodline—General Krin Sevre —is a massive political liability. Valerius knows Krin is experimenting with forbidden technology on Gelime to cure Dr. Aris Breen . Valerius is now maneuvering to intercept his sibling, torn between his fanatical loyalty to Dominion law and the last shred of familial loyalty he possesses. He must destroy the evidence of Krin's heresy, even if it means destroying Krin, before the Supreme Chancellor discovers the truth.


Description

Valerius is a ruggedly handsome man with a face carved from granite, defined by a square jaw set in perpetual grim determination. His piercing ice-blue eyes seem to dissect those he looks at, searching for biological or ideological flaws. He keeps his dark hair shorn in a severe, regulation undercut. He is rarely seen without his pristine Crimson and Gold dress uniform of the Red Sun Dominion, the fabric stiff with starch and the breast heavy with commendation medals. The skin on his hands is etched with fine white scars, souvenirs from interrogations that became physical struggles. He moves with the rigid, predatory grace of a man who expects ambush at every corner.
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