Turmalis
Protoss, age 692
Judicator
Advisor to the Antioch Relief Expedition
With a long record of distinguished service under the Assembly, Turmalis was one of the Judicatura who had crewed the Arbiters in defense of the Conclave's heart during the time of Tassadar's incarceration, prior to the destruction of the Overmind. Though he had no particular love for the late Tassadar, Turmalis appreciates the results of his efforts and therefore tries to keep an open--if detached--mind, especially when it comes to matters of the Dark Templar or bothersome Terrans. Though deadened to surprises of battle long since turned mundane, Turmalis nevertheless sees the importance of maintaining a vigilant front against the advances of still-lurking Zerg.
"Detachment breeds competence."
Khorun
Protoss, age 331
Templar
Warrior of the Khala
A descendant of the Sargas tribe, Khorun was one of the strongest and most fearsome warriors in the province of Antioch, until his twin, Nurohk, fell in battle, only to be reborn as a Dragoon. Until the time of Nurohk's return, Khorun secluded himself in the provincial temple, strengthening his body and mind for the battle against the Zerg that already loomed on the horizon. While his brethren still respect him, especially after his fierce redemption in the liberation of Aiur, Khorun feels that he must somehow prove himself again, both to his twin and to his fellow warriors. To this end, his feats in battle have only been matched by his thirst for Zerg carnage.
"When war is done, and all is ashes, we will be remembered for how we died in the dark, not how we lived in the light."
Nurohk
Protoss, age 331
Templar
Warrior of the Khala
Nurohk, like Khorun, had long been considered one of Antioch's most daring warriors. The day that Nurohk fell to a pack of Ultralisks was at once gruesome and glorious. With the former Zealot's body now housed within the shell of a Dragoon, Nurohk graciously allows his twin to fight for the greater glory, while supporting his forces wherever and whenever possible. Though Nurohk has accepted his fate like many a fallen warrior before him, those who serve with him know better than to bring up the subject. For Nurohk, the past should remain in the past.
"Destroy this shell and I merely will find another one, in our strongest steel or your darkest dreams."
Nannoth/Taeradun
Protoss, age Unknown
Former High Templars
Guardian of the Temple of Jepok
Nannoth and Taeradun were once highly regarded members of the High Templar who led the forces beneath them to victory countless times in ages past. When called upon to make the ultimate sacrifice in the throes of battle, the two forged a new beginning as a single entity of incredible power. After the mighty Archon's strange disappearance, the rumor spread that he had simply fallen in battle defending his brethren. If he were to return today, the realization would most likely take any Protoss warrior by surprise.
"Liberavi animam meam!"
Charlie Mox
Male Terran, age 32
Former Morian Mining Captain
Commander of Kel-Morian Special Ops Detachment
Charlie Mox abandoned his commission as captain shortly before the Morian Mining Coalition's merger with the Kelanis Guild. Dissatisfied with the pirate organization's monopolizing practices, and unwilling to turn to the Confederacy, Mox bided his time in the hopes of finding a better venue for his services. When Mengsk's Dominion seized power, Mox grudgingly rejoined the Combine, after a trusted source recounted the horror of the former Lt. Kerrigan's fate. Better to work for pirates than to become an unwitting puppet of Arcturus or a minion of the Zerg.
"Trust me to watch your back, mate, and I'll watch it. Trust me to bail you out more than twice in one day, and you're rollin' the dice."
Dale Gurney
Male Terran, age 26
Former Morian Transport Gunner
Squad Officer in Kel-Morian Special Ops Detachment
Dale Gurney was one of the first to join Mox when he left the Coalition. Already a veteran walker pilot and gunner, Gurney set out to recruit the most experienced soldiers with the intention of forming a roving infantry and mechanized support squad--comprised entirely of mercenaries. Gurney intended to leave Mox after he had enough money to set up his own base, but when the Confederacy fell, the only profit to be made seemed to be in the heart of the Kel-Morian Combine. Because of their history together, Mox and Gurney were assigned to the same division.
"Somebody get me a hot dog and a beer."
Moloch
Protoss, age 487
Dark Templar
Hunter / Assassin
Moloch was one of Zeratul's ilk who arrived with him on Aiur just before the trial of Tassadar. A former student of the Templars Nannoth and Taeradun, Moloch had meditated long on the ancient teachings of Khas and Adun, but ultimately had been driven to sever himself from the communal link, joining the wayward bands of Dark Templar who had long since fled Aiur. His return to the Protoss homeworld held both the promise of redemption and the threat of damnation. With Zeratul attending to larger matters, Moloch was ordered to seek out a growing disturbance near the temple grounds at Antioch, where Fenix had fallen.
"Each battle is simply a struggle for survival. There is no honor or glory to be won in it. There is only the hollow victory of choosing who shall live and who shall die THIS time."
Trent "Trench" Aster
Male Terran, age 29
Freelance Covert Ops Specialist
Unaffiliated
Not much is known about the man named Trent Aster, if that's even his real name. Living in the shadows of half-abandoned fringe worlds, preying on the seedy backstreet commerce of the darkest dregs of Terran society, Aster plies the age-old trade of misdirection and motive, hunches and hard proof. A specialist in the retrieval of highly sensitive classified information, Aster has been known to frequent the rougher zones of major spaceports, known to contacts in the area as the man named "Trench," for any who might seek to employ his considerable talents. While it was once rumored that he worked for the Umojan Protectorate under Minister Jorgensen, most streetwise cads would probably point anyone mentioning the name "Trench" in the direction of Korhal or the Tornod system.
"Yeah, ramble on about how tough you are, boy. Most people don't see the bullet that hits 'em in the back of the head."
Ian Anduin
Male Terran, age 56
Hermit / Scientist
Marshal of the Tornod Highlands
Ian Anduin lived in the Tornod Highlands for most of his adolescent life, where he learned to tinker with the new technology that freighters, cargo vessels and off-world transports often deposited in nearby outposts as either trade surplus or mission refuse. When the Zerg overran Tornod III, Anduin helped his people fend off the rampaging creatures until a division of Mengsk's forces retook the planet -- an act that earned him the position of Marshal of the Highlands. Now under Dominion control, the major civilized centers on Tornod III have evolved into a network of corrupt city-states driven by rampant bribery and mutual economic and political back-scratching... leaving Anduin's idyllic highland home an easy target for thieves and well-armed pirates.
"Every man dies. Not every man truly keeps down his beer."
Mason Rockwell
Male Terran, age 24
Former Morian Artillery Officer
Squad Officer on New Brisbane Station
Mason Rockwell was a highly sought-after artillery specialist who had been stationed on the planet Moria for most of his early career. Now settling into his prime, "The General" has decided to have a go at it in the mercenary field, offering his services (and inflated ego) to the highest bidder. Rockwell's command style and combat tactics are distinctive, to say the least -- many a superior officer has instantly recognized the blaring music pumping from within his modified siege tank, even across an entire battlefield in the heat of combat. His cocky demeanor belies a serious strength of mind and resolve that always carries him through to the end of his assigned task. For Mason Rockwell, failure is not an option, and personal embarrassment amounts to nothing short of sacrilege.
"YOU want to lock horns with The Great One?"
Khrillian
Protoss, age 442
Dark Templar
Adventurer / Scribe
Khrillian had always cultivated a deep understanding of the ancient Protoss texts. Steeped in the extensive lore of Aiur's history, the warrior honed not only his body in battle, but also his mind in the pursuit of knowledge. The sole custodian of his predecessor's journals, Khrillian had spent many long hours studying in the archives on his former homeworld. Also an accomplished pilot in his own right, Khrillian eventually earned the leadership of an entire air division as a member of Zeratul's personal guard. Khrillian's small but mobile fleet is among the deadliest on the dark world of Shakuras.
"History has been recorded for a purpose. Be mindful of what has come before, that it may guide you toward what is to be."
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