Name:
Torleif Vätteman
”War. War never changes... but the target does.”
Rank: ex-Sergeant (Swedish OR5)
Role: Private Security
Race: Human, Born and raised on Earth
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Appearance: Tall, hulky build, broad shoulders. (Would seem to fit ”brawn but no brains”-stereotype at first glance)
Whole body scarred.
Height: 204cm
Weight: 138kg
Hair: Dark brown, crew-cut
Facial hair: Full beard.
Eyes: Blue, left eye constantly bloodshot from old injury
Personality: Quiet, doesn't say much (When not under the influence of medical drugs), but hear everything around him.
Avoids crowds and gatherings.
Background
Torleif grew up in the most Swedish northern part together with his dad. Saw the ”cities” first when he turned 19. That year brought first sorrow as the ice broke from under him and his father, which also claimed the old mans life.
Looking for an escape now that the last of his family was gone he set his eyes on the ”easy” route; joining the army.
As it would seem he had a knack for the soldier profession. Feeling comfortable with the discipline and the friendships it gave him, he settled, content with where he had wound up.
What started out as normal, but big, grunt soldier ended up wanting more. Not more ranks but more... fighting.
Others would see him as a warmongerer, craving destruction and death around him. But this was not the case. What he wanted was that which came with the fighting; the thrill, adrenaline. The feeling to be alive. Living a harsh and not so fulfilling life as a child/teenager, this is what mattered to him.
The officers didn't complain. Here they got a big, but not stupid young man that had this drive to, well, be the soldier.
They saw a practical man, not raised in luxury, but what most would call poverty in this modern society coupled with survival training. This gave him a good and clear mind to make quick judgements in stressful situations. Which is good when in combat.
One special officer took Torleif under his wing and urged him to apply to the Specialist training and then try out for a very special branch in the army.
Feeling compelled by his commander that reminded him of his father, he did as he was told. And 1,5 year later he found himself as the new guy in a squad of six. Now he was 24 years old.
In the years to come he'd been away on different tours over the world as a part of his squad of six in his nations special branch, ”SOG” (Classified elite force, geared for small covert operations, and later on, ”wetwork”).
Many people around him, escpecially civilians, tend to keep a wide berth around Torleif. Many would call him socially inept as he has only lived his life for one thing, never really bothered about life as it is to others. This would explain his non-existant social life. His friends and family was the squad and their families. Many in that small group wondered why he wouldn't at least try to find a woman so he also could settle down, at least partially.
And to that question he always replied: ”I'm good with this.”
They don't know if he keeps relationships away because the loss of his only family when he was a teenager.
As it is, he has not anything else resembling a social life on the side of his military lifestyle.
Mostly on his scarce spare time he was out doing what he liked the most in his whole life;
bowhunting and fishing. Activities his father taught him when he was alive. It was when he was out in the woods he felt closest to his deceased father. But those moments soon became very scarce.
But later on in his life came the feeling that there must be something more than military life out there for him . That was when he set his sights on space.
The first time he decided something after going into service was when he looked up to the stars and told himself that that's where he will go someday.
Still. Army life was all he knew, and how he was to find a way out in space he didn't know. Until he found Shenuda Heavy Industries.
Private security... more like private army. But nonetheless; this would be his ticket to the stars.
SHI saw the resumé he sent in and got him to the office where he later signed a contract.
”Well. Working for the nation to working for one man. And me telling myself I would never become a mercenary... Great character, TL.”
But, it got him where he wanted; to the ”Cold Dark”, space. And on the plus side, they gave him new, almost luxurious armor and also put a gun in his hand, albeit a funny looking thing.
”I'll manage.” -was what went through his head.
Though the payment and all it's zeroes never crossed his mind.
His latests assignement while hired by SHI was security detail on a newly constructed space station/fuel station. Why he were sent there he did not know. But he did know there was much hush hush and lots of highly intelligent... scientists? On a fuel station?
But that didn't matter very long. Soon he would be thrown in to a new form of conflict. One not even his years doing ”unethical” work could've prepared him for.
Stats
Race: Human 10pts
{Human-Base} {Lotai 'Untouchable'} Block Power [Source-Psionic: Telepathy, Sixth Sense, Super-senses] = Lvl 5 {10pts}
Stats: 190pts
Body:7
Mind:6
Soul:6
Skills: 23pts
(2per)Acrobatics [Military honed reflexes]: Lvl 2 (4)
(2per)Stealth [Covert operations]: Lvl 3 (6)
(1per)Demolition [Field work]: Lvl 3 (3)
(2per)Powerlifting [Inborn physical fitness]: Lvl 1 (2)
(2per)Computers: Lvl 2 (4)
(2per)Military science [Special forces tactics]: 2 (4)
Attributes: 88pts
(2per)Combat technique: [Precise aim]: Lvl 4 (8)
(3per)Melee attack [Unarmed]: Lvl 2 (6)
(3per)Melee defence [Unarmed]: Lvl 2 (6)
(3per)Ranged attack: [Kinetic weapons]: Lv 4 (12)
(3per)Ranged attack: [Energy weapons]: Lv 4 (12)
(3per)Ranged defence [Personal]: Lvl 4 (12)
(4per)Massive Damage – [Focused – Guns]: Lvl 2 (8)
(2per)Hightened Awareness: Lvl 1 (2)
(2per)Hightened Senses [Hearing]: Lvl 1 (2)
(15per)Extra actions: Lvl 1 (15)
(5per)Extra defences: Lvl 1 (5)
Defects: -13pts
Marked: -3 (Scarred, whole left side and the face.)
Skeleton in the closet: -4 (Wants to keep his former occupation, wetwork etc, secret)
Recurring Nightmares: -1 (Dream of when his father disappeared under the ice infront of him)
Owned: -2 (Legal contract that binds him to SHI)
Sensory impairment [Taste]: -3 (Lost in chemically hazardous combat theater)
Items
SHI PA Exosuit - Total Cost: '107' {49pts}
- Armor Lvl 12 "Ceramic Armor" {As per BESM 3rdED p. 168}" = {24["32" AS:1 & TI; 44 vs Fire, ] pts - Protection} <24pts>
- 'Thermal Insulating' Armor Lvl 4 = {+4pts Protection, +16pts Protection 'fire-only'},
Emphasised - Fire/Incendiary <-2> <6pts>
- Features [Comm-link, Thermal Optics, Tactical H.U.D., Auto-Seal, Multi-tool Hand Attachments] <5pts>
- 'Powered Exoskeleton' Jumping/1 = 3x Normal distances <2pts>
- Special Defense [Flare <2>, Freezing Cold <2>, Lack of Air <2>, Low Pressure <2>, Radiation <1>] <18pts>
- 2x Supersense/2 [IR, Radar] = 100m <8pts>
- 'Powered Exoskeleton' Superstrength/1 = 1 ton, +1 Dam MP Unarmed & Melee <4pts>
- 'Maneuver Thruster Pack' Space Flight Lvl1 = 100kph <2pts>; Unique Defect - Limited fuel <-1>; <1pt>
+ Weapons:
SHI 8cm CLC 'Chemical Laser Charge' CS 'Crew Served' Laser Cannon - Gyro-steady Mount {Primary} = Item
[Concentration -1 {No Move or Defense}, Equipment -1 {bulky and heavy Gyro-Stabilizer Arm Mounting}], Lvl 7 Weapon <14pts>, Lvl 3 Range 1km <3pt>, Autofire/3 'Pulse Laser' [+1 hit per 2{3} Over DCV] <3pts>, Penetrating/2 [-8pts Armor Protection] <2pt>; Ammo [60pulses] <-0pt>, Unreliable 'Overheat/Cool-down phase' [On ACV roll 2 or 3 'Jam/Malfunction'] <-1pt>; <19pts>
- Gryo-Stabilizer Arm = Item, Combat Technique [Steady Hand/2 <4pts>, Dead Eye/2 <4pts>], Accuracy [+1AV - Only Autofire hits] <1pt>; <9pts>
15mm Gyroc 'Zero-G' Grenade Launcher 'Shoulder Mounted' {Alternate} = Item, {As Grenade} Weapon <??pts>, Lvl 2 Range 100m <2pts>, Autofire "NATO 3-rd Bursts" [+1 hit per 3 Over DCV {3hits max/burst}] <3pts>; Ammo [12rds, 4-3rd 'NATO' Bursts] <+5pt 'Neg.' Ammo Restriction on single Grenade & Inaccurate>; <'7' 4pts>
Payload -
2x Drums [ 1x HEAP < '+8' 4pts>, 1x HE < '+6' 3pts>
* Defects:
Awkward Size/1 [3m HT, 950kg, Lift Cap x10, Dam Mod +4, Armor +4pts Protection, -1DCV vs Ranged/ACV melee, Range/Speed x2 <-4pts>
Special Requirement = Complex Maintenance, Re-Charge/Refuel [10hrs Power] <-4pts>
Weak Point = Power Cell Pack / Fuel Tanks / Ammo Case [-6 Ext. Called Shot] <-2pts>
Munitions:Gyroc Grenades -
+ Gyroc HEAP = Item, Lvl 8 Weapon <16pts>, Area/1 [1m r] <1pt>, Penetrating/2 [-8 Armor Prot.] <+2>; Ammo/4 [1shot/destroyed] <-4>; Total: '15' {+8pts}
+ Gyroc HE = Item, Lvl 7 Weapon <14pts>, Area/4 [30m r] <2pts>; Ammo/4 [1shot/destroyed] <-4>; Total: '12' {+6pts}
Sidearm:
10mm Caseless Gauss, Auto Pistol {Pistol, Heavy} {As per BESM 3rdED p. 167 'modified'} = Item, Lvl {4}5 "Light APEX Ammo" Weapon <{8}10pts>, Lvl 2 Range, 100m, <2 pts>, Penetrating/1 "Light APEX Ammo" [-4pts Armor Protection] <1pt>; Ammo [10rounds] <-0pts>; Total Cost: '13' {7pts}
- Note: APEX is included { Penetrating, and Lvl 5 Weapon}. Normal 10m Caseless [No Penetrating, and Lvl 4 Weapon]
Allocated points: 298/320