Scum of the Universe Cornelius

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Background

Name: Captain Cornelius Scalus Vorbis Brechter
Hair: Bald; black beard braids
Eyes: Grey/augmetic red
Height: 194 cm

Tall. A single baleful red augmetic eye. An unlikely beard of long black plaits each tipped with a smouldering blue lho-stone. Articulated armour plates as black and pitted as ancient iron. An improbably red, improbably great greatcoat clearly stolen and barely retailored. These are the first things most notice about Captain Cornelius Brechter. The second thing tends to be how festooned with weapons he has made himself. A strange gun resembling in some respects a flintlock is never far from his hand; it matches no current Imperial pattern but the barrel constantly emits a heat-haze shimmer, and it is fed from an armoursteel sphere that is always warm to the touch. Blades and muzzles of many types jut from here and there.

Captain Cornelius is a rogue, a ne'er-do-well, an opportunist, and puts a smiling face on all of it. He runs the Nightmast Flyer, what was once an Imperial Frigate. He is the sole scion of the Brechter dynasty, or so he says. For a long time he operated, as his Warrant permits, outside the borders of the Imperium. Although he was never of noble blood, his long sojourns left he and his crew far... less concerned... with the typical social contracts of Imperial life - and with it's written laws, too. A series of disastrous heists lead to Cornelius polishing his armour (making it no less black and pitted), brushing down his ludicrous coat, and pledging to the Varonius Flotilla... with every intention of breaking the oath as soon as was most expeditious.

The Nightmast Flyer happened to be in the right place to spot the hulk dropping into the system, and Captain Cornelius spied a rare opportunity for loot and plunder. Making his way aboard was easy enough; but his landing party ran into a series of lethal problems and the Captain now finds himself looking for new allies to find the Vault and make good his escape...

Background: Exile: You were given the choice to either take a Warrant of Trade and leave the Imperium or suffer the wrath of your rivals. Will you claim revenge, or fame? (+1 Determination)
Accomplishment: Dabbled in the Proscribed: You believe that rules were meant to be broken. You do not shrink from dealing with xenos species, nor do you fear travelling into forbidden stars. You see something that most Imperials consider blasphemous and think ‘that would look good in my trophy room!’
Goal: Fortune and Glory: The lure of the unknown calls. You want to boldly venture into regions better left alone, gifting your name to your discoveries and making a massive profit.

Objective: Recant an experience you had with a xenos species that applies to the current situation.

Keywords: Imperium, Rogue Traders, Scum (replacing Rogue Trader Dynasty since he doesn't really have one and his alliance with Varonius is paper-thin; and because that's what he is)

Character Sheet

Archetype: Rogue Trader

Warrant of Trade: You are a master of manipulating a situation to your advantage. You gain +Rank bonus dice to all Persuasion (Fel) Tests and Influence tests to acquire goods and services.

Strength 2 (3)
Toughness 3
Agility 3
Initiative 4
Willpower 4
Intellect 4
Fellowship 4

Athletics 2 (4)
Awareness 1 (5)
Ballistic Skill 2 (5)
Cunning 1 (5)
Deception 3 (7)
Insight 2 (6)
Intimidation 2 (6)
Investigation 1 (5)
Leadership 3 (7)
Medicae 1 (5)
Persuasion 2 (6)
Pilot 1 (4)
Scholar 1 (5)
Stealth 2 (5)
Tech 1 (5)
Weapon Skill 3 (7)

Ammo 6/6

Defence 3
Resilience 4 (*8) (roll Determination against Mortal Wounds)
Determination 4
Max Wounds 7
Max Shock 6

Speed 6

Conviction 4
Resolve 3
Corruption 0
Passive Awareness 3

Influence 5
Wealth 2

Wargear

Imperial Frigate: The Nightmast Flyer

Augmetics: Left eye (night)

Iron-black Light Power Armour which incorporates Void Suit, Recoil Gloves, Respirator, Mag-boots, and Laud-hailer
Refractor Field, an armoured gorget hidden under his beard
Brechter's Blade, a lightly curved powersword with a custom grip for the Captain's hand and the Distinction of fulminating in an especially intimidating manner, apparently when it's most needed by the wielder.
The Phlegethan De-atomiser, a weapon he claims is from the lost system of Phlegetha and which destructively energises the target's atoms apart from one another (Meltagun)
A profusion of blades and guns, spare ammo, and useful everyday tools

Free Rare pick: Refractor Field

Rogue Trader Rare pick Value 6 or less #1: Power Sword
Rogue Trader Rare pick Value 6 or less #2: Void suit (part of Light Power Armour)

Gear of Uncommon or greater Availability:
Recoil Gloves (part of Light Power Armour)
Respirator (part of Light Power Armour)
Mag-boots (part of Light Power Armour)
Laud-hailer (part of Light Power Armour)
Power Sword weapon mod 1: Duelling Grip (+1 die to Attacks)
Power Sword weapon mod (does not count): Distinction (+1 die to Intimidate when brandishing)
Meltagun (re-skin: Phlegethan De-atomiser, a weapon he claims is from the lost system of Phlegetha and which destructively energises the target's atoms apart from one another)
Meltagun weapon mod 1: Percussive Muzzle Brake (+1 Salvo)
Meltagun weapon mod 2: Ammo Drum (+1 Ammo)
Meltagun weapon mod 3: Red-dot sight (+1 die to Ranged Attacks)
Bandolier (+2 Ammo)
Sword
Mono-knife x2
Hand Cannon x2
Bolt pistol
Autopistol
Holdout laspistol (just a laspistol)
Frag Grenades x 3
Augmetic Night-vision Eye
Grapnel Launcher (with a Red-dot Sight if permitted, since they are fired as a Ranged Weapon)
Data-slate
Chrono