CHARACTER: Trok, Admiral of The Nova Zora Alliance

RACE: Vesperian - Green Skinned, Hairless, Humanoid

ORIGIN: Planet Venus, Milky Way Galaxy

SKILLS: Democracy, Leadership, Logistics, Tactics, Arts/Literature, Philosophy

TRADES: Architectural Design, Infrastructure Design, Building-Construction

HISTORY:
Vesperian's are not native to the planet Venus, nor were they always known as "Vesperians", and have lost their cultures history in time. Their history starts with a feeble, yet successful, attempt to escape their home planet, unknown/forgotten, from a hostile race of artificial intelligence; those with no soul. As the Vesperians strive to remember their past, they must search amongst the stars as a new, reborn civilization, to find their origins and place in the universe. Admiral Trok has been charged with the task of his people, to lead an alliance that will ultimately aid the united federations of space in their agenda, while at the same time using his position to gain the knowledge back that his people once lost. His mission is clear, and he leads for the better cause of all races and colonies, searching infinity as the avatar of his people.

CHARACTER: Distuth, Blackmist Solutions Warlord (Technically an Admiral, but he thinks of himself differently)

Race: Morphless- The Morphless are basically sentient blobs of blue goo wrapped in skin. They were quite dismayed to find that their shape was not the usual one, but quickly adapted to form bodies that at least resembled humanoids.

Origin: The Morphless take paranoia to a new level. They don't speak of where they come from, and if pressed, may become violent. Distuth is no exception.

Skills: Tactics, Sabotage, Trap Construction, General Mayhem

Traits: Morphless are confusing creatures, and Distuth is particularly so. On the rare occaisions he removes his suit, he begins to mimic the expressions and mannerisms of those he talks with. This is particularly disturbing to look at, considering that he is twisting and stretching his skin to do so.

Aeon Skul, Mobian commander of the T'au'Va Iron Caste (and acting leader of the New Mobian Empire)
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race: Mobian (bioluminescent felinoid race)
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Origin: Planet Mobius, 15 Lyncis System.

Skills: Extensive CQC training, Leadership and tactics training, Experienced trainer, Musician and Poet, Espionage and Sabotage training, Studied Philosophy

Trades: Military Soldier, Naval Officer, Militant Monk, Ambassador, Musician, Philosopher, Bounty Hunter/Vigilante

Traits: Glowing eyes. Colors change depending on mood. Can teach their bodies to enter a kind of "Trance" allowing them to alter the flow of chemicals in their bodies and slow their perception and increase strength for a period of time. This however makes their natural bioluminescence much brighter and can ruin any kind of trap/ambush. When coming out of Trance, they may become comatose for a time, having strained their bodies.)

The Mobians lived on a smaller planet found in the 15 Lyncis System, Milky Way Galaxy Alpha Quadrant.

Mobius was a small, but lively planet with a civilization in a pseudo neo-industrial era where they were mostly similar to a mix between modern day America and Feudal Japan on Earth. Green water and red soil covered the planet, which was mostly plains and few megaforests, however, the planet was destroyed when humans failed to colonize the world and recieved fierce resistance. The planet is now dead, a dustball floating in space, barely in orbit. It can be related to Mars with it's valleys of dust, mountains of icy red ash and inhospitable atmosphere.

History:

Aeon was one of the few who were not swept in the cataclysm and spent years roaming the stars, always on the run from the humans he had grown to hate; the humans that destroyed any hope of being with his family again.

One day, when his ship finally gave out and sent him crashing upon a desert planet, Aeon was forced into trying to survive off of the hostile planet's natural resources, every day a fight with death as he tried to repair his ship so he could continue the run. One day he was searching the dunes for anything he could eat, drink or use to repair his ship when he found a small machine lodged in the sand, broken, but fixable. After sacrificing some of his precious scrap to fix the machine, it burst to life, rising up into the air, though jerky and rough, it hovered before displaying text on a holographic screen that shot out from the front lense on its surface.

"Stranger, I bid you greetings in the name of the Tau.

If you are reading this then you will have encountered one of our messenger drones and therefore a spacefaring race. Soon you will see more evidence of us, this is no cause for alarm.

When you encounter one of our ships or outposts then welcome it. We have much to offer a faithful friend. We are five castes, one people. The earth caste build and manufacture, the air caste pilot and navigate, the water caste liase and arbitrate, the fire caste guard our holdings and defeat our enemies. All are bound to the dream of bringing a new way to the universe.

I hope you will choose to share the culture, technology and protection of the Tau empire.

The one constant in the universe is change, the wise adapt.

Believe in our destiny."

Excitedly, he ran to his ship and prepared more parts, tearing more and more of his precious ship to pieces to modify this drone to emit a beacon that would lure the Tau to his position.

After only a few hours, a large yellow vessel blinked into the sky as it dropped out of Warp and he found himself rescued by them. In gratitude for his rescue and good treatment, Aeon gave himself to the T'au'Va, the belief of the aliens, a philosophy highlighting "The Greater Good" and offered his services as a soldier. After a while of noticing a distinct lack of any basic infantry, with their armies being entirely consistent of Snipers and Scouts, Aeon requested the founding of the Iron Caste, a new force dedicated to backing the Fire Caste with mid to close range specializations and an emphasis on Melee combat to help fight back the more brutish races such as the Ork.

CHARACTER: jack

RACE: human

ORIGIN: Planet earth in the Milky Way Galaxy

SKILLS: leader ship ship pvp

TRADES: fighting fixing and hand to hand combat

HISTORY:jack is xmilitary after the military he has become a gun for higher killing people for stuff he need but he all was looking to sidle down and help out but is all was looking for military grope to join in