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John Rosenthal

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Varden

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A force of peacekeepers maintained by five distinct galactic empires and operated by a number of council members elected by those five nations.

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Musical Theme: Omar Akram - Angel of Hope


Name: John Rosenthal
Title/Rank: Warden/Member of the Council
Age: 42
Race: Human (Ayenee)
Significant Relations: None Currently.
Faction/Division: CONCORD/Inner Circle
Position: Member of the CONCORD Council
Department/Specialty: Command/Military Clergy-Chaplain, General Staff-Public Civil/Affairs

Physical Description: A man in his early forties with kind eyes and a friendly smile, John looks to be the typical human. He has blond hair and blue eyes. John keeps his face clean shaven but the younger appearance that this would normally give him is offset by the worry lines running across his brow. He prefers semi-formal attire when making an appearance.

Personality: John is described as kind and quick witted. He is well liked by all the members of the council though has self esteem issues when dealing with the formidable nature of the other races in the accord. He is quick to speak out when he sights injustice and angers easily when he feels the CONCORD do not move quickly enough to stamp it out. This is especial true if the injustice is against his own race. If not for John it is unlikely the CONCORD would have come so far despite the vow they have all taken as the CONCORD had not originally wanted to involve themselves in a war. The vast intergalactic distances between Inaya and Sol would have also weighed heavily if the counsil had decided not to make the venture. He enjoys painting and sculpting. He is a skilled speaker.

"Under the witness of the stars, forward I stand on the brink of anew and as knowing this, grasp do I the sword Valor. Take it do I, knowing in full well, that all things end and that I take this to slow the unyielding force of ending. I take this sword knowing the blood of my sisters and my brothers lies of its blade. I take this to bring them victory where they hath had defeat and hope where they had none. I take this and I swear never do I kill without cause. My blade defends only the innocent and weak. My blade rises only against those whom seek to bring harm to that of which I am sworn to protect. Knowing all this and being of sound heart and mind do I take this sword, Valor and swear my honor. This I swear."
- Warden's Pledge

A Warden protects the weak and defenseless.
A Warden gives succor to widows and orphans.
A Warden refrains from the wanton giving of offense.
A Warden lives by honor and for glory.
A Warden despises pecuniary reward.
A Warden fights for the welfare of all.
A Warden obeys those placed in authority.
A Warden guards the honor of their fellow Wardens.
A Warden eschews unfairness, meanness and deceit.
A Warden speaks the truth at all times.
A Warden perseveres to the end in any enterprise begun.
A Warden never refuses a challenge from an equal.
A Warden never turns their back upon a foe.


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John reflecting on his choice to go to war for the people of Terra after the council meeting with Aschen leaders and a member of the TNG.


Skills and Talents:

- Trained in the use of most Varden firearms.
- Fit and strong, with good endurance and fortitude.

Abilities:

-- Ond/Ond Stal: Ond is in essence the culmination of the potential physical, mental, and spiritual essence of a conscious entity in excess to what that entity needs to survive. Ond Stal is the physical transplanar manifestation of said essence in the form a semi-transparent plasma or solid surface. It can be used for physical defense and as a weapon to cut the physical, mental, and spiritual essence of another entity. It can be held in transitive stasis and it is commonly represented as a brilliant white plasmatic fluid that emits dim light and little to no heat.

-- Latent Psion - Some humans have latent psionic abilities. John can detect surface emotions in other sentient entities within close proximity of him. He also has some telekinetic abilities.

Weapons & Equipment:

-- Nova VP8: Close range combat knife that uses hyper-vibrations and heat to easily cut through solid steel and many much harder substances. The VP8 uses capacitor cells loaded at the bottom of the grip but these seldom need to be changed out unless the knife is used excessively. The blade itself is constructed of an adamant core surrounded by vibranium, with a diamondine edge.

-- Arc VP12, Sidearm: A short-to-med ranged phaser pistol that easily bypasses most shield based defense systems and applies electromagnetic and thermal damage to armor based systems. It also has some weak atomic destabilization properties like disruptors. The beam fired by this pistol can easily cut through most conventional armor and cause massive heat damage to tougher stuff. The pistol has two settings that allow for continuous fire or pulse fire. The VP12 requires no ammo but does use up capacitor cells that are loaded at the top of the weapon above the grip. The continuous fire mode causes these capacitor cells to deplete much more swiftly and can potentially damage the weapon if done too frequently.

-- EGO (Environmental Guardian Online): A symbiotic neuro-muscular bionetic implant, EGO alters its host at the genetic level, providing encyclopedic heads-up intelligence, while simultaneously unlocking and managing corporeal-maximization, or EGO Powers. Many CONCORD personnel utilize EGO which provides the user with four short timed psionic like abilities that can be used on the fly and with very little concentration. Those abilities are blur, cloak, decoy, and overcharge. EGO sharpens the senses, provides easy communication between members in the same solar system, provides access to a database of knowledge, a heads up display, and an assistant AI among other small perks.

So begins...

John Rosenthal's Story

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Character Portrait: Jessica Rohnfeld Character Portrait: Rye Apis Character Portrait: John Rosenthal

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Rye Apis walked along the long and active corridors of Sol Stat, the name given to the station that acted as a staging point for the Varden Expeditionary Fleet and Theater in the Sol system. Shinedown had been docked via a gravity mooring as she was too large to dock into the station despite the outpost’s impressive size. He had come to sit down with Warden Rosenthal to discuss the actions taken by the expeditionary force up to this point at Warden Haldis Arlan’s request. Apparently she did not feel like dealing with the council. Likely it was just John she didn’t want to deal with. He was an outspoken advocate when it came to war crimes against the human race and had been a pusher to get the Varden to react to the Aschen threat at all. It was far outside their jurisdiction and well beyond the boundaries of the five empires.

He passed a window, stopping to examine the distant yellow star as a distant chunk of interstellar ice drifted across the scene. The fleet was ready but with the Taiyou forces routing the Aschen they had limited their interaction with the other factions present to providing aid in the form of supplies. They had also run escort for some of the other factions without even alerting them to their presence. Even the small engagement with the Aschen Admiral, Sheila Nagala’s wounded fleet was laughable. “All this way and with all these toys to sit on our hands.”, he said aloud before turning away from the window and the hundreds of ships caught in view.

It was his blood that made him crave battle and the vow and commitment to duty that reined his blood lust in. He approached the conference room door. It opened, allowing him to enter a room very much like most corporate boardrooms. “Warden Rosenthal.”, he said, addressing the man that was already in the room. “I have come at Warden Arlan’s request.”

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John Rosenthal motioned to Admiral Rostam as the giant of a man, Rye crossed his arms and raised an eye brow before sitting next to John. When there was a pause in Rostam's address he took a moment to brief Apis. "UCON delegation arrived a few arns ago.", he said at a whisper.

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Rye Apis had not seen the devastation first hand but had been getting regular briefings from Warden Kenshi. "I am Admiral Apis. The Aschen know of us and there is no love between us.", he turned back to John. "Have you briefed them on our capabilities or...", he said, pausing and then turning back to the UCON Admiral. "... you have to understand that we are not interested in assisting forces, governments, or other organizations that intend to set up a dictatorship or subjugate the local population. "Is your interests in Terra anything but humanitarian? Forgive me if you have already spoken to Councilor Rosenthal on the matter. I thought this meeting involved another matter and was not briefed properly.”

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"From what I understand the different worlds that compose the Aschen Confederation of Planets suffer immensely under the weight of McGregor's rule.", he said.

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Rye Apis nodded but looked dumbstruck after the counselor’s statement. He took a moment to compose himself and then turned back to the UCON admiral. “We are a peacekeeping force, not a military organization…”, he turned back to the counselor. “… not one of the navies.” He leaned back in the seat and folded his arms. “We did come into Sol expecting a fight and are prepared to do so but we have neither the supply chain nor the numbers to take the fight to the Aschen core systems.”

He stood, leaning forward. “The mandate authorized by the council is the liberation and protection of Terra, the Sol system, and the offering of assistance to reestablish the Terran National Government unless amended by the council.” His eyes glanced at John. “You know this Warden Rosenthal. You are a council member.”

Apis then stood and looked to Admiral Rohnfeld. “The fleet here at Sol Stat and in the Sol system can offer assistance assaulting Aschen targets in Sol, the surrounding region, and this constellation provided that it is for the best interest of defending in furthering that mandate. We are also well capable of providing fleet support.” He said before pulling a device that resembled a smart phone from his pocket. “UCON leadership will need a briefing on how we operate. Specifically they will need to know our tactics and our technological capabilities before we can offer assistance. Friendly fire is not friendly.

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"You did mention the Taiyou. We were already aware that they have started their attack on the Aschen. Do you know of their intent? I was briefed on an incident that took place in Wing City where a Taiyou craft fired on the city and abducted a WCPD officer.", he said, following Rye.

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Jessica Rohnfeld made a mental note as the conversation turned to Terra, her demeanor going a bit dimmer as she responded. “Every other empire’s thrown it’s hand into making a nation on Terra -- certainly their scenario is unfortunate, they are the road to the Aschen, but that’s just geopolitics.” She said back to them calmly, taking a small datapiece from the Lieutenant Major next to her. “You are ‘liberating’ Terra now but we ‘liberated’ it two decades ago during the First Terran Conflict -- face-to-face, soldier-to-soldier -- their stability can not come internally. A controlled Aschen power means a stable Local Region, a stable Terra.”

Jessica brought a hand to her neck as she fixed the datapiece into the tablet, the lists and numbers overmark with casualty estimates and entire theater dossiers. “We’re not killing collaborators like the Taiyou -- don’t think the Terrans are innocent in this thing either, they play the victim just as much as the Aschen -- but here is what is going to happen; the Taiyou won’t be able to take the fight all the way and that is where we will come in. The faster law and order is restored here, the faster forces in our uniform will be out of the Local Region and into Aschen space.”

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Rye Apis clenched his jaw. He already felt that coming to Sol had been a mistake pushed down by the council. Sol would never be truly safe from incursion from extra-terrestrial governments and forces. The little ball of dirt, water, and air was one of trillions in the universe with the spark of life. One against thousands of worlds occupied by confederations, federations, and empires with thousands more under their rule. They would fair no better if a liberating force swept in and pushed the Aschen off. Upon leaving another faction would step in and repeat the process again. With the Varden wanting nothing to do with establishing a permanent colony in Sol this liberation was doomed to fail miserably in the long run. He already knew all this. Hearing Jessica bring it up just brought it to the forefront of his mind which prompted him to clench his jaw.

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John Rosenthal looked to Rye and then the UCON admiral. "I will address the council on the subject of posting a larger force in Sol to stage a push through and into the Langaran system." He knew that the council would wish to speak with McGregor before amending the mandate. Given what transpired last time the council addressed the Divine Shadow it would not end well. Of course the council had heard word that Raphael had passed on.

“Such a decision is not made lightly by the council and will take some time. For now we can only operate within the mandate. Since UCON has fought the Aschen over the span of many years, on many planets, and in many systems I think it would go without question that the VEF and VET should follow UCONs lead.”

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Rye Apis raised a brow, scowling inwardly even though he maintained his stoic expression. "That goes provided we have similar tactics." In truth he was outraged that his authority was being usurped. "For the best interest of a safe and stable Terra."

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Rye Apis nodded, addressing both John and the members of UCON. "I believe the Field Marshal is already trying to establish law and order by co-operating with local law enforcement operations, Invictus, and the Patronus planet side. It does not help their cause that we have been only able to land very sparse heavy equipment without being detected by other factions. My surprise at seeing a UCON delegation on this station should be apparent. You are not unwelcome.”

He looked to John. “The only reason I have not yet marshaled the fleet in an attempt to blockade Terra is that I know nothing of the Taiyou interest in the planet or its people. Especially since the city was fired upon and Emperor Takayama declared war on the Terran National Government. It is this lack of information that stayed Admiral Haldis’s hand. I was planning on briefing you on the situation. Warden Kenshi has been requesting air and low orbit support for some time now. She also needs heavy equipment and the majority of her soldiers.” He knew that Warden Kenshi’s hands were tied with her lack of strength on the ground. There were still pockets of Aschen resistance on the ground. Terrorist acts and crime were a common occurrence. Where and when fighting erupted it was fierce.

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A smartly dressed man in a coat and tie walked into the bar before saddling up to a bar stool and browsing the menu.

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John Rosenthal turned to see the tall man with a tail enter. EGO identified the language he spoke to be a form of Draconic and translated it. For his part John did not comment on the language or what the man had sead but did speak to him once he seemed to settle himself. "Everything okay?"

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John Rosenthal nodded, taking a sup of his drink once it did finally come. "Not to intrude but is it anything that another could help you with? My name is John.", he said to Demor.

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John Rosenthal smiled kindly. "I see.", he said to Demor even though he did not understand at all. "I am sorry to hear that." Since the man had failed to introduce himself in return John figured that the conversation was over and that Demor had no interest in conversation. He turned back to his drink and his own affairs.

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John Rosenthal turned back with a smile. "No problem Demor. I just figured you had a lot on your mind. I was not insulted and it is good to meet you."

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John Rosenthal paid his tap and exited with the woman.

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msg EverFidelis who are they shooting at?

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A man in a white button down shirt, slacks, and a blue tie entered with another wearing jeans and a brown tea shirt. The second also wore an 'Army of One' ball cap. They two of them sat at a booth close to the bar counter and started. The man wearing the tie started to brows the touch pad menu while the other glanced around, smiling and nodding to the other patrons.

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Stryfe inhaled deeply, "Okay. 3... 2..." She exhaled just as the director gave her the cue. The lights dimmed a bit, a single spotlight shining on the four women.

It was some kind of poetic justice that the women of Terra were leading the pack. They were the ones willing to make the change.

"Good morning, good afternoon, good evening to all who may be watching. My name is Fatin Alfarsi, some of you may know me for leading the Invictus alongside my friend, Maria Munroe." Stryfe began, her accent taking on a more posh British tone. "The majority of Terrans, of people through this galaxy and others, don't know of my intentions to change Terra for the better."

Stryfe relaxed her posture, but stood strong as if facing down an enemy. She was in a way. Everyone who was anyone would see.

"I have garnered some support for this cause, I've gauged much frustration with the way the government handles war, handles our planet."

"They bend over for invaders too often. Those with me agree. We are not pushovers."

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"We are the men and the women who got no say in what to do when the Aschen first invaded. The people who suffered because the politicians allowed the Aschen to build military bases, building their own neighborhoods right in Wing City that were considered Aschen land." Stryfe said into the camera, "I grew up in the aftermath of the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan. It left my country broken, it allowed for the wicked to take control. Warlords, radicals, terrorists."

"Sound familiar? Doesn't this sound like Terra under the current regime? Under the current leaders? The leaders who get on your TVs, on your airwaves and tell you that they'll fight for you, but you can hear in their voices that they don't have hope." The woman said.

"As Fatin Alfarsi, as someone who calls Terra their home, I plan to fight and die so that you can live free from warlords, radicals, terrorists and invading armies taking advantage of you."

"I will not take any office unless elected in this new government. That's if I run at all."

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John Rosenthal **shifted papers back and forth between stacks, grunted, sighed, rubbed his eyes, and then stood to pace the length of his office. Though the Varden where known for their advances in metallurgy and in material production the office was decorated with dark woods, glass, and brass fixtures. It gave the small room a warm glow that did not lend any color to the man’s cheeks. He did not seem at ease. He went to the station window to stare out into a vast star-scape accented by huge chunks of floating ice.

John sighed and rubbed his eyes again. His weariness was so evident that it could be contagious.

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"Hello," Kianna spoke up from John's vacant chair.

The woman was not one of the crew, nor did she look entirely like she belonged at all. She was devoid of weaponry, and the short, form fitting red dress that she wore left little to the imagination as she folded one leg over the other comfortably.

"I hope I am not intruding."

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John Rosenthal turned to look over his right shoulder at the woman and then turned around completely to face her. A small hologram in the shape of a woman blinked on, appearing to stand on the desks glass surface at the far left corner. His blue eyes shifted to the hologram and then back to the woman who occupied his seat. “You are Kianna McGregor, wife of Mollem McGregor.”


His jaw clenched for a moment and then relaxed. “Disable EGO.”, he said and in response the blue hologram flickered and vanished. “You were able to locate this place, enter it, and find me. If you could kill me and were here to do so you would have done it already.” He rubbed his eyes again and then spoke as his hand came down. “No. You are not intruding but I would be remiss if I did not ask your reason for coming here.” He paused in his speech as if he were chewing on an idea. “You came here to this office to speak to me so I am assuming I do not need to introduce myself.”