Bors

Stoic and quiet space wolf Iron Priest

Description:

WS: 30
BS:35
S: 40
T: 45
AG: 20
INT: 50
PER: 45
WP: 40
FEL: 45
Wounds: 20
Fate: 2

Skills
Marine Standard
Tactics: Defensive Doctrine
Forbiddin Lore: Adeptus Mechanicus
Speak Language: Techna-Lingua
Security
Tech use

Talents and Traits
Marine Standard
Improve Cover
Heightened Senses (Smell +5)
Mechanicus Implants
Bionic Arm
Mechadendrite use (servo-arm)
Electro-Graft use
RESTRICTED INFOMATION

CYBER WOLF
WS:40
BS:30
S:35
T:35
AG:40
INT:15
PER:40
WP:30
FEL:25
WOUNDS:18
FATE: Shared

Skills
Silent move
Concealment

Talents and Traits
Unnatural Strength
Unnatural Toughness

Bio:

Returning to Fenris after years away training as an iron priest was a mixed blessing. It was good to be home and finally putting his talents to use, but Fenris was not exactly a welcoming place. A world that was on fire one week and frozen solid the next, not to mention the thousands of overgrown killing machines that roamed the tundra. This danger was all part of the fun for a space wolf, and not even his iron priest training could dectract from that.

After much ale and celebration, it was time for his tribe to witness his new found honor. It was custom for a space wolf returning from training abroad in his tribe to be set a perilous task to complete. This proved great virtue in the space wolf as well as showing he still held to space wolf values.

A party of elders took Bors to the edge of the sea. a Kracken (belived to be the remains of a long forgotten tyranid invasion) had taken up residency on this part of the coast and Bors had until sunset the next day to return with its beak. Without hesitateing Bors dove into the water.

Midday the next day Bors walked into the great hall with a mighty tentacle in his hand and a large beak cradled in his servo arm.
“Show off!” cried one of Bors brothers.

Hearing him, Bors swung the tentacle into his brother and sent him sailing across the hall. there was much laughing and drinking that night.

Since then, Bors has served his chapter and his tribe well. He was even honored to be invited on one of the great hunts. Of course thats when he got separated from his brothers… thats when his life was changed forever.

Bors

Andranos Falls Floom