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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
The Dark Heresy campaign has taken a break and a new game has started - this time in the Battltech Universe. Can't say I'm enarmoured with the actual game system or more precisely the character creation process. It took me three days to decipher the process and come to a character I was happy with. In the end I'm sure I made mistakes, but I think our GM is happy enough that I haven't milked the system to any advantage. Not that I do, I write narrative campaigns and stories, unlike those who accompany me who seek loot, loot and carnage. Sigh to be surrounded by barbarians!
Name: Ackerly Talbot Barrington Davion
Affiliation: Federated Suns
Age: 27 Height: 1.85m Weight:
95kg
ATTRIBUTES
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TRAITS
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Value
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Mod.
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Max.
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Addiction – pipe
smoker
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Strength
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4
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5
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Allergy (2) –
Anaesthetic
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Body
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5
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5
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Contact –
Batman/Gentlemans Gentleman
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Dexterity
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5
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6
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Contact – Team
Banzai – ‘Mech Technician
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Reflexes
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6
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7
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Contact (2) –
Commandant NAIS College of MS
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Intelligence
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6
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7
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Contact (2) – Team
Banzai – Senior Officer
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Willpower
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5
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9
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Combat Sense
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Charisma
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6
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8
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Commission/Rank (1) -
Leftenant
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Edge
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4
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8
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Enemy – brother of
ex-fiancé (Marston Hasek)
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Social Standing
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9
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-1
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9
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Enemy – ex-fiancé
(Beatrice Hasek)
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Promotion (5) –
Squad 2nd – Corporal
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SKILLS
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Stigma - Davion
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Name
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Bonus
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Wealth (5)
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Academic/Federated Suns History
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+1
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Well Connected –
Victoria (New Avalon DZ)
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Academic/Lyran Commonwealth History
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+1
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Well Connected – New
Avalon
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Appraisal
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+1
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Well Equipped (6)
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Bureaucracy/Federated Suns
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+2
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Career/Soldier
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+1
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Computers
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+1
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First Aid
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+1
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Gunnery/Ballistic/Humaniod
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+1
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Gunnery/Laser/Humaniod
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+1
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Gunnery/Missile/Humaniod
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+1
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Language/Japanese
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+1
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Language/Mandarin
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+0
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Language/English
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+1
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Language/German
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+1
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Language/Russian
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+0
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Leadership
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+1
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Martial Arts/Military
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+1
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Navigation/Ground
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+1
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Negotiation
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+1
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Perception
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+1
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Piloting/’Mech
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+2
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Protocol/Federated Suns
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+2
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Protocol/Lyran Commonwealth
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+1
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Rifles
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+1
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Sensor Operations
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+1
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Strategy
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+1
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Streetwise
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+1
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Swimming
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+1
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Tactics/’Mech
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+1
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Ackerley Talbot Barrington Davion was born on
Victoria in 3012 during the dying days of the reign of Ian Davion. He is the eldest child of the ambitious and
some might say ruthless Duchess Brionna Davion, also coincidently related to
Yvonne Davion the Prince’s Champion.
Early life was typical for a Davion, pampered
spoilt and idyllic. While his body
wasted away his mind honed itself on the pursuits necessary on moving up the
greasy pole of society. His dutiful
mother (widowed yet again) married her fourth (nervous) husband and secured her
position as planetary ruler of Victoria.
This did however lead to a few promises to be broken, namely the alliance
in marriage between young Ackerley and Beatrice Hasek which had been announced
when the pair was only 10. The children
along with Beatrice’s brother Marston grew up firm friends, an actual
relationship blossomed between Beatrice and Ackerley until that fateful day
when Brionna Davion knifed (alliteratively) Halsey Hasek in the back to climb
to the position of planetary Duchess.
The political fallout was monumental, the marriage arrangement was
cancelled leaving Beatrice in tears and Marston swearing to avenge the wrong
done to his sister’s honour by the ambitious Duchess of Victoria – this meant
Ackerley was in the firing line.
Ackerley at this time was rather pleased with
the outcome as Beatrice had become too much of a bore and was taking her assumed
rise in social status far too much for granted.
Ackerley like most Davion’s despised toadies, and the Haseks were
perhaps well known for being such creatures.
Duchess Brionna sensing that matters could end in the death of her only
male heir packed him off to New Avalon and the joys of higher education. There Ackerley was enrolled in the New Avalon
Military Academy or as it is now called the NAIS College of Military
Sciences. Here he learned that being in
the wrong place at the right time could be profitable and earn him as much
knowledge for later life as hitting the books.
Making friends with the Commandant of the Academy when he was caught
with proscribed goods (which just happened to be her fancy) was just a matter
of good fortune. It was indeed good
fortune that dogged his remaining years at NAIS.
Ackerley had the support throughout his early
career from his mother and the every present Davion name. The wealth, equipment and connections he made
on New Avalon secured his survival against the numerous if infrequent accidents
that would occur from time to time.
Nothing could be proved but generally one of the Hasek siblings was on
New Avalon when these events occurred.
Ackerley wasn’t born yesterday and he took precautions to ensure that
his health remained safe and secure – certainly the family did.
Finally the time came for Ackerley to take to
the field as every Davion who wishes to take command must do. Ackerley completed his graduate programme at
NAIS in military science, this favoured his placement (with family influence)
in Team Banzai. The CO assigned Ackerley
a newly acquired Panther from a Draconis Combine raid which he named “Happy”.
(Don’t ask why, no one knows to this day?) His first tour was brutal and he
discovered in all honesty that the holovids lied about the glory of war. It was here that he distinguished himself and
earned a battlefield commission to the rank of Leftenant. During a battle at some unnamed village on
the Draconis Combine border Ackerley and a squad of infantry fought off a
squadron of light tanks and a company of infantry until relief forces arrived
twelve hours later. Why did Ackerley and
the Squad fight so heroically? A field hospital with wounded who could not be
moved was the answer. Later one of those
wounded in that hospital sought out Ackerley once he was commissioned and (once
vetted by MIIO) granted permission to be his batman. Thus did Sergeant Reginald Bunter enter the
service and life of Ackerley, for good or ill?
The second tour of duty proved to be more
difficult than the first. While still
stationed on the DC border Ackerleys ‘mech was brought down by enemy fire in a chemical
dumping ground (which happened to be a swamp).
Trapped in his ‘mechs cockpit with contaminated swamp fluids permeating
his injuries and lacerations he entered delirium and did not recover
consciousness till he awoke in the NAIS medical wing on New Avalon. To his delight he found out that Sergeant, no
it was Mr Bunter now, had mounted a rescue party to retrieve him from his
downed ‘Mech. Bunters’ service in the
AFFS had been completed and the Davion family had contracted him to continue to
serve the family. Bunter was to butler
for Ackerley while he was in residence and wherever humanly possible for him to
attend. The time at the NAIS medical
facility was long and difficult; the complications from the infections and the
suspected foul play (yes the Haseks were again on New Avalon) that hampered
Ackerley’s recovered made his final discharge a three year journey. This painful and lengthy process lead to his
system rejecting most anaesthetic drugs; making it difficult and expensive to
treat Ackerley from here on out. To
offset his boredom at NAIS he developed an addiction to pipe smoking and he is
never without his pipe and a stash of good tobacco. Everyone knows where he is and more
importantly where he’s been.
Ackerleys stay on New Avalon and at NAIS has
made him well connected and well placed.
His contacts with Team Banzai are useful if limited, however the access
to technological information or resources is where the greater benefit
lies. Armed with his family’s wealth,
name and social standing Ackerley wonders where his path now lies...
+++The palatial
private quarters of Duchess Brionna.+++
“Mother I simply refuse to go, you can’t send
me off! I’m not a child of 10 anymore.”
Bunter intruded with a tray of refreshment and
the hostilities ended while the more civilised niceties of high tea were
observed. After the happened, and before
Ackerley could get another broadside off the Duchess gave her orbital strike.
“Ackerley dear boy! I will cut you off without
a penny if you don’t do as I say. I know
you haven’t a C-Bill to your name at present.
What cockamamie scheme did Bunter have you invest your allowance in this
time? No wait, I don’t want to know.”
Bunter, who was clearing the service away, did
not even blink or show a sign that he had been mentioned in the
conversation. Unless he had been spoken
to directly, he’d wait and see what came of it.
With luck they’d forget, and Plucky
Percy will win at race 7 today.
“The Haseks damn near killed you on New Avalon
while you were recovering. I think a
stint away from Federated space is what’s best for you for the moment. You’ll be joining a band of mercenaries for a
while, I suggest you use the name Talbot Barrington, well actually I demand
it. I’ve drawn up the papers; your
identity has been created. As at this
moment you will cease being a Davion except by blood, try not to let slip who you
are to the rabble dear. I’ll try to
arrange for Bunter to accompany you, but you know what it’s like with these
infernal agencies and their rules.”
Ackerley looked at his mother closely. He could actually see through all the banter
that there was real concern there. The
political infighting with the Haseks was starting to become a problem, not just
for our branch but more so for our Prince Hanse. It was best to ensure that the bloodline
continues in the event something happens to his mother. Not that it would, Vyonne would not let it
happen – yet times were changing.
“Very well mother, I will do as you ask. I take it you will at least provide me some
seed money? Yes, yes I’ll make sure
Bunter doesn’t go near the race track with it.”
This time Bunter did miss a step as he went
about his duties.
+++End of story.+++
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