Sci-Fi Halo: Silent Shadows

[Dark Epsilon]

Character Development and Character Creation--plus story arcs.

 

[Sleeping Umbran 338]

Name: Juza' Mazumee

Height: 7' 9"

Age: 23

Specialty: Engineering in nearly any situation

Secondary Skills: Vehicle Warfare, Counter Intelligence, Defensive Strategist

Personality: Honorable, Determined, Meticulous, Cunning. Juza is an intelligent elite minor but has gotten recognition for his skills working with machines and equipment of his kind. He has incredible enjoyment when studying new technology and making weapons. He only is angered is when someone pressures his work and risks making it less effective due to their patience. This is the only way he angers his superiors.

BIO: As a young warrior he was able to fight and kill like any other warrior of his species. His family having some exceptional warriors and some other members that were well known politicians. He was expected to fall into one of these paths like the rest. But he had an early rebellious side and when he could he escaped to any place with machinery and worked repairing the craft there. Starting with ghost scout craft, and even repairing Anti-Building walkers like Locust. He grew a reputation even when his family had desired a destiny for him, he had wanted one for himself.

After accepting that he would not deviate from this path he was supported surprisingly and started working in the ship yard. Several months at this he earned a rank of minor. Even with his incredible skills at Engineering he was tested to put more under his tool belt. Learning to pilot nearly any Vehicle he was able to fix, repair and use anything he had come across. However this didn't mean it went without incident. Having had some accidents with repairs but learned from them.

With technology he learned Counter Intelligence and Defensive Strategy as secondary skills. Able to tap into com frequencies and do more when asked. Though he is a rather low rank and he has several achievements he has a few incidents with superiors. Several of whom had told him to repair or craft weapons which he was happy to oblige. But with reckless attitudes he was ordered to make them in an impossible time to do it correctly. So he has been kept at Minor after these incidents. He could be more but due to his levels of work and respect for his work things like a rank are little.

 

[Dark Epsilon]

Name: Ryze (Rhee-zay) Muromee (Muro-mee)

Height: 276.7 centimeters (9 ft 0.9 in)

Weight: 630.2 kilograms (1,389.3 lbs)

Rank: Minor- Zealot

Age: 34

Specialty: Close-Quarters Specialist- Sword Prodigy

Secondary Skills: Stealth, Sabotage, Assassination

Personality: Honorable. Dedicated. Clever--Ruthless. Ryze`Muromee is highly confident and is a rallying point for what true warriors ought to be. He's a stalwart soldier; brave, courageous, valiant and valorous in the face of adversity and any and all opposition. Nevertheless, there is a more sinister side to this peerless warrior as is evident in the many duels he's been a part of t earn renown for his family and name. Many don't survive to see the next duel and those that can and do are often too 'broken' both in body and spirit. He's relentless when engaged in a blood sport of some kind be it dueling or hunting. His savagery knows no equal. When he first stepped foot on a battlefield his aggression was witnessed first hand. He tore the arm off a human soldier, only to club the primate to death with the appendage until it was twisted and mangled. It is surprising to note the level of violence incurred by Ryze, yet he's deceptively stealthy, quick on his feet, and can sneak up on the most hardened of heroes without their knowledge only to plunge this sword through them. He often leaves the scene one of a massacre and drenched in the blood of his enemies.

BIO: Ryze was born to a noble family, yet his father, Rtas disapproved of his son's early, shall we say, lacking inherent qualities? He wasn't what Rtas wanted. Ryze wasn't always a brutish, violent, and vicious creature. No, that was instilled in him. From an early age, he grew up with his father disapproving of his every minor effort. One can imagine a young Ryzebeing more and more swayed to the violent aspects of warrior culture. As he had no other means to dissuade his father's seemingly endless supply of pity and hatred for young Ryze. As he grew, though, it became more and more apparent that he did have one gift: Violence. Unadulterated, and very often underestimated. It should be noted that in youth, his father would openly abandon Ryze, letting nature take its course; he could either be strong enough to endure and survive the harsh reality of the wilderness--or he could simply die. It was entirely up to Ryze.

Most would say this was "tough love"; that his father was simply encouraging his son in a manner befitting the warrior's way of survival of the fittest. What Rtas didn't intend on, and what he didn't expect was his son's monstrous growth in the following years. Towering over fellow Sangheili--and even most Jiralnae. His formidable size was something to be in awe of. In his first duel after returning home, he crushed the arm of the Elite he was fighting who was two grades above him in the status quo. With his hefty, and impressive size he was still agile; nimble and fleet-footed. In his second duel he used a mixture of strength and surprising swiftness to literally execute his challenger; a brave yet, foolhardy Sangheili. With shock and awe, he beheaded the Elite with a decisive blow to the throat before kicking the body backward off the platform and holding up the disembodied head as sort of trophy. From there, his father actually felt a swell of pride in his son. However, when he touched his son's shoulder with approval for the first time, the action was met with swift and brutal honesty as the arm was bent and leveraged so that it broke apart--slowly.

Ryze warned his father then that if he touched him again, he'd remove the arm entirely, and left his father mangled and in despair. He had created a monster--one who's fury could not nor would not be easily controlled. But the lesson was learned. Still, Ryze was a young warrior. His father was more seasoned than he was, so it was not without reason that the elder Sangheili donned charade of mentor and bequeathed the young and now undoubtedly a Minor in the Covenant ranks, his sword. He told Ryze that he should hone his aggression, and use it wisely--use it justly--and use it towards those who stood in the way of the Great Journey...

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