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Calen'Zaan nar Rayya

The Saboteur

0 · 625 views · located in Aboard the Flotilla a week before pilgramige

a character in “Born Quarian”, as played by C4L3N

Description

5'6" Athletic build
Pale tan skin tone
Long dark brown wavy hair

Suit--

Blue-ish visor
Black traditional garb with a white ornate pattern on it.
metallic armor weave covering stomach
small belt carrying survival gear around waist.
concealed knife sheaths in belt, on chest and on arms.
Image

Personality

Down to earth and cautious.
Isn't easily startled but admits when he has a bad gut-feeling
Attempts to stay optimistic but also remains realistic
isn't always confident but always tries to stand up to the challenge
Isn't the best with women always seems to befriend them
Highly observant and tactful in bad situations

Equipment

Environment suit--

Visor-
-Thermal imaging
-User Health Monitoring
-Written Language Translation

Suit-
-First Layer, Skin tight sterile unit with built in medi-gel conduits and antibiotic injectors and bio sensors.
-Second Layer, Alloy armoring with a Mass Effect shield installed
-Third Layer, Traditional garbs fit over armor and life support.
-Externals, Life support tubing and air filtration/environment controls

Implants-
Head, envirosuit sync implant
R. Arm, Immuno-boosters
L. Arm, Nerve Stimulator (To maintain a steady hand under the most heart pounding of situations)

Tech Gear-
Omitool

Weapons-
Predator (Pistol)
Eviscerator (Shotgun)
Omniblade
Throwing Knives
Customized Tech Mines
Homemade Explosives (IED's)

History

Born just 4 years after Tali'Zorah the two became close friends
Lived on the Rayya for a short time after Tali went on pilgramige and then went to the Flotilla.
Parents died on the scientific ship after Rael'Zorah activated Geth units.
Attended Tali's judgement and watched as she was banished from the fleet.
Attempted to sneak aboard the Normandy to stow-away but was caught by Admiral Shala'Raan.
Pickpocketed a pendant from Captain Shepard with a picture of him and Tali being close to eachother in the Normandy's engineering deck.
Met a group of Quarian teens and became part of a new family.
Became aquainted with the building of explosives and combustables.

So begins...

Calen'Zaan nar Rayya's Story

Lara sat down, taking off her helmet and grabbing a cup. She hummed to herself, wondering how Calen even got the booze on the ship in the first place. Never mind the fact that she felt rather chilly with her helmet off. "So...anyone know where we're going first?" She asked to no one in particular before taking a sip of the brandy. She coughed slightly, feeling the burn of the alcohol. It wasn't something that she was used to, then again she was sure that no one she knew was used to something that is banned on the fleet.

"That won't stop a pickpocket in Omega... I've read reports about that place... The only way to survive there as a Quarian is to get on the good side of an Asari named Aria. She's at the core of everything in Omega, anything that happens on Omega it's by her demand or worse... by her ingorance. Anyone brave enough to step out of her line would be very dangerous, but Omega is a very unwelcoming of Quarians. I doubt anyone would blink if something bad happens to us, but if something good happens, that will spread like a virus and all of our heads are in the cross hairs. We have to figure out how to get in Aria's good graces and then we'll be able to pass through safely."

Vael stirred his glass of brandy tipsily, the small amount he drank had hit him like a freight ship. He swerved drunkenly in his seat. "Otherwise... *hic* The first time someone claims we screwed *hic* them over..." he then made a soft explosion sound and swiveled around in his chair.

#, as written by C4L3N
~Calen'Zaan~

Calen laughed a little as Vael acted the way he did, graned the alcohol was hitting him too. He took another drink and poured some more brandy in the cup.

"Whatever happens, we need to stick together. Rather not end up like Vael so elikent... elekuen... as Vael put it." Calen said not able to get the words out properly.



~Arika'Rynn~

Arika fell asleep in the room while she was watching the patient. He hadn't had any issues since she patched his throat up. She had been listening to folk music from the days before the Geth and fell asleep to the soft Kellish hymns that spoke of ancient myths and great days of the Quarian people.

Lara hicced to herself, starting to feel the effects of the brandy faster then she expected. Never mind the fact that she was taking the edge off of something bound to come in the first place, but it was always nice to be among good company. "Lets not forget the mercenaries crawling around and the vorcha too." she said, swaying a bit. She thought for a second. Pickpockets, vorcha and many a mercenary around, they would have to be more careful to keep under the radar. She shivered. "Anyone know how to deter a krogan?"

"Mention where they can beat up a turian or a salarian!" Vael chuckled out drunkenly, spinning around slowly in his swiveling chair like some little kid. Vael sucked on the end of his straw, only making a slurping sound as he sucked up the last of his brandy. He stared blankly at the empty glass in his hand, unsure of how it could be empty, he had just taken a sip... didn't he? Vael held his head and tried to think, which proved only to be more difficult that it should have. He slowly stopped spinning, wobbling dizzily in his seat. That one glass hit him four times stronger than it would a normal Quarian, and it hindered access to Vael's pride and joy, his intelegence. "I din know ih wuzz tha stron'...(I didn't know it was that strong)"

Lara looked over to him and put her cup down, not wanting the headache to poison herself and avoid a hangover later. "Honestly, I think it'll be interresting meeting the other members of the community. I've always wanted to see a krogan in action and try turian food once." She giggled to herself. "And there is a certain fact I want to test if we do get to another world. Maybe Illium or the Citidel."