Drake is tall and slim with shoulder length black hair, tied in a pony tail. His large eyes are emerald green, flecked with specks of obsidion black. His face his pale due to the large amount of time he spends away from natural sunlight. He wears a tight fitting black body suit. Over this he wears a black shoulder rig which supports a large calibre automatic pistol. The rig is worn over the top of a worn red leather blast cape, fastened to the shoulders of the body suit. The suit itself is armoured with six plates of moulded kevlar. There are two on the upper torso, two protecting the gut, two around the upper thighs and two on the shoulders. He wears kee high boots reinforced with the same material.
Drake wears little jewelry, but around his tapering neck he wears a silver crucifix on a long chain. On his right hand he wears a simple gold ban set with a single amythyst. Curling into his left ear and down his hollow cheek is the ear piece and wire mic for his communicator.
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Drake Sternn
A Pirate and Arms Dealer from Alpha Centauri. Captain of the Hinterlight
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Wing City
a character in “Wing City Stories”, originally authored by XavierDantius32, as played by RolePlayGateway
Description
Personality
Drake is a black-hearted villain with no remorse or mercy. He would sell his own mother into slavery if he thought he could turn a profit. He deals in arms and slaves.
Equipment
A matt-black automatic pistols chambered with .45 ammunition. The pistol has been modified with extended 20 round magazine and a slide mounted reflex sight.
A six-shot riot grenade launcher
a F2000 bullpup assult rifle
Ammunition
Beanbag rounds
Tear gas grenades
40mm shotgun shells
frag Grenades
Electroshock rounds
The Hinterlight
A Galaxy class sprint-trader. A narrow knife shaped ship, the aero-dynamic design allowing it to reach faster than light speeds
50 man crew
500 tonne cargo capacity
deceptively large combat cababilties: 4 large gain las-lances, 6 torpedo bays.
So begins...
Drake Sternn's Story
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Drake Sternn fired a beanbag round a few inches above Cloasse's head. "I suggest you cut the smart stuff. Or the next one stops your breathing." Drake's voice was no more than an evil hiss
Drake Sternn "Well, your not restrained, if you find it in the crates you can use it." Drake called down.
Drake Sternn layed the grenade launcher on the ground, but not too far out of reach. "I may look as if i don't care, but you are profit. If you die, I loose money. Take what you want."
"suit yourself." Drake hopped off the crate stack and prowled towards the other end of the hold, out of sight of the slaves.
Drake Sternn wandered back from the other side of the hold, carrying a roll of blankets. He tossed the roll at Cloasse. "Here, you need to survive."
"Circumstances change. Your not too much trouble, and you'll be worth alot to someone looking for a maid." He turned back and picked up his launcher again and headed for the hatch cover, flicking the hold into blackness as he went.
Drake Sternn slid down the access ramp into the hold, pulling Nyma on a long chain behind him. He moved down into the bowles of the hold and looped the chain around an iron ring bolted to the wall. The hold was vast and stacked with crates of all shapes and sizes.
Drake Sternn dived sideways unholstering his grenade launcher as he did so. He squeezed the trigger rapidly, firing a cluster of electroshock projectiles at Nyma. He performed a neat handspring and landed ontop of a crate stencilled with a medical caduseuss. "My my, your a fiesty one." he taunted
Drake Sternn opened the dusty crate with his foot and pulled out a large syringe gun and a couple of vials of a billious green liqued. He dropped to the ground, boots clanging off the metal deck plate. He loaded the vial into the black plastic entry port on the syringe gun and began to walk towards Nyma.
Drake Sternn "I don't doubt you will." Drake replied with a creul sneer, as he moved across the deck towards her.
yanked on the chain that was around Nyma's neck, pulling her up from the ground. He continued to move closer as the iron collar dug into Nyma's neck.
The blast of fire caught Drake on the left arm, the tendrils of corpusant flame licking around his limb, scouring the black suit from the arm. Fortunatly the nature of the suit protected him from the worst of the flames but left his arm bare, revealing his pale skin. He roared in pain and sprung forward, wrapping an ram around Nyma's neck and jabbing the syringe at her carotid artery.
Drake Sternn grimaced as the flame licked around his chest, burning more of the suit away. He jabbed the syringe down, injecting the magic blocker into Nyma's system. He backed away, leaving the syringe in place
Drake Sternn managed to avoid the latest ball of flames. He stood there, meeting Nyma's vehemence with the cold emotionless gaze of his steel grey eyes. His suit was smouldering. The left arm was missing and a large portion of the upper chest had gone revealing his muscled torso.
The hold is vast and expansive, exteniding down the belly of the Hinterlight. The hold is in almost total darkness and packed with a multitude of crates containing all manner of items. The prisoners are not restrained so are at liberty to search the crates for useful items
The hold is vast and expansive, exteniding down the belly of the Hinterlight. The hold is in almost total darkness and packed with a multitude of crates containing all manner of items. The prisoners are not restrained so are at liberty to search the crates for useful items
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