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		<id>https://wiki.aiterp.net/index.php?title=Children_of_the_Revelator_(Event)&amp;diff=2041</id>
		<title>Children of the Revelator (Event)</title>
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		<updated>2020-08-04T23:09:21Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Dread: You saw nothing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Participants==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Redrock Agency===&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Linda Vasquez]] (Leader)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Jason Wolfe]] (Alpha Team Leader)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ilyna T'Rea]] (Bravo Team Leader)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Thiago Mendez]] (Charlie Team Leader)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Halisi]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Jattic Kur'don]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leah Mercier]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Steve Briggs]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Philip Lacour]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Damien Monroe]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Victoria Steels]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Vaden Noran]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Jasper Sullivan]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sioria Felcolus]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Nakmor Garr]] (Freelancer)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Bayani Malit]] (Freelancer)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Athorus Korum]] (Freelancer)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Fatsani]] (Volunteer)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Tarlon Sallae]] (Volunteer)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===The Children of the Revelator===&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Father Marchal]] (Leader)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Matriarch Tharele]] (Avatar of the Revelator)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Li]] (Cultist Child)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Johnny]] (Cultist Child)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Evelina]] (Cultist Child)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ping]] (Cultist Child)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Toren]] (Cultist Child)&lt;br /&gt;
*Unnamed Cultists&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Proto-Adjutant|Proto-Adjutants]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===New Longhai===&lt;br /&gt;
*Innkeeper&lt;br /&gt;
*Unnamed colonists&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===MSV Susanna===&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Jörgen Kleiner]] (Captain)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Alessa Barbaro]] (Pilot)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Steve Smith]] (Navigator)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Karana Bal'dan]] (Engineer)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===To the Edge of the Galaxy===&lt;br /&gt;
In August 2185 Chief [[Vasquez]]' investigation into the [[Children of the Revelator]], the machine cult responsible for the [[Investigating Ogofau|horror]] on [[Ogofau]] months earlier bore fruit. She had nailed down their location to the planet of [[Di Yu IV]] in the [https://masseffect.fandom.com/wiki/Nemean_Abyss Nemean Abyss], on the outer edge of the Milky Way. Despite [[Redrock]]'s rough state and recent setbacks, Vasquez and [[Jason]] both agreed that they had to act immediately, and a large team was assembled, bolstering their own employees with a mix of freelancers and volunteers, including several old contacts - [[Ilyna T'Rea]], [[Tarlon Sallae]] and [[Nakmor Garr]]. Despite Redrock's debt situation new hardware was acquired for the mission as well, including heavy weapons, a cargo truck and a weaponized [https://masseffect.fandom.com/wiki/M-080 M-080 APC]. The hastily assembled team set off towards Di Yu aboard the [[MSV Susanna]], a Kowloon-class freighter that ran cargo out to [[New Longhai]], the only settlement on Di Yu IV aside from the [[Cultist Compound|cult compound]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===A Cold Welcome===&lt;br /&gt;
The journey to Di Yu was a tense one - many of those going were veterans in this fight that had faced the [[Proto-Adjutant|horrors]] unleashed by the cult before. After five restless days the Susanna landed in New Longhai, and Redrock set out. The planet itself proved unwelcoming from the start - a cold, dark place of constant rain and thunder, still in the early stages of terraforming. The atmospheric conditions prevented shuttle flight, necessitating making the journey to the cult compound on the ground. They asked around town for information on the Children of the Revelator, but were met with a cold reception - few that travel so very far from civilized society are keen to welcome a group of curious, armed strangers into their mist. Still, a location for the compound was acquired, and they set off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===The Cultist Compound===&lt;br /&gt;
After a couple of hours' muddy travelling Redrock arrived at the compound, executing a swift assault. The cult's initial defense proved shockingly inadequate - most were cut down in seconds. However, as the team moved to secure the prefab structures that made up the compound two trucks filled with armed cultists emerged from a storage area, blasting through the mercenaries, albeit with heavy losses. Alpha and Bravo team pursued the trucks in the APC, while Charlie team continued to secure the compound. One of the freelancers, [[Bayani]], was lost while breaching the main building, but the remaining cultists were eliminated swiftly. [[Father Marchal]], the leader of the cult, seemed unfazed by this defeat, and surrendered to Redrock. A number of children were found in the main building, presumably the offspring of the cultists they had slain. Tarlon made the choice to bring them aboard the truck with the hopes of getting them off the planet safely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===The Catacombs===&lt;br /&gt;
Alpha and Bravo teams pursued one of the trucks to a [[Sacrarium|mysterious underground facility]], eliminating the cultists that still remained on the surface before making the decision to venture into the facility in search of the remaining cultists, suspecting that this was a likely spot for any artifacts of the like that was encountered during the [[RSV Evening Star]]'s [[Fall of the Evening Star|ill-fated mission]] years ago. Vasquez remained in the APC as the others descended into the darkness below. Investigation of the facility revealed that it was an ancient asari research facility. The staff had found something dangerous buried on the planet - so dangerous that the decision had been made to quarantine the facility, cutting all contact with [https://masseffect.fandom.com/wiki/Thessia Thessia] and leaving the staff to die rather than risk anyone learning of what they had found. Alpha and Bravo faced resistance from cultists as well as, to their dismay, mutated husks encountered on Ogofau, leaving little doubt as to the connection between the two. An ominous artifact, uncomfortably familiar to Jason, was found in one of the rooms, and subsequently buried with explosives. [[Phil]] was injured in the fighting, and [[Jattic]] and [[Fatsani]] stayed behind for protection as [[Dr. Halisi]] worked to stabilize him while the others continued deeper.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===The Sacrarium===&lt;br /&gt;
The facility's tunnels eventually gave way to a large underground cavern, with a walkway leading out across the eezo-laced waters that covered the cave floor. In the middle of the cavern the battered Redrock soldiers found a [[Orb of the Revelator|second artifact]], surrounded by a group of cultists and the [[Matriarch Tharele|asari matriarch]] that had once led the research team here, now warped and decayed, her flesh riddled with cybernetics. The cultists were transformed into [[Proto-Adjutant|mutated husks]] before the team's eyes, but were put down. The matriarch proved a far greater threat. As she joined the fray, an immense, alien presence filled the cavern, speaking into the very minds of those present. It called itself the [[Revelator]] of Ultimate Truth. The matriarch was practically crackling with the power of the mysterious entity that had consumed her. Despite all the firepower turned on it, this avatar of the Revelator unleashed relentless attacks both biotic and mental on the Redrock team. [[Damien]] and [[Leah]] were grievously injured, and [[Vaden]] gave his life to protect them. Everyone was on their last leg when the combination of a blood-raging Garr and a desperate grenade from Ilyna and Jason brought an end to the twisted being. With a final warning the artifact went inert and the overwhelming presence seemed to lift from the cave. On the comms, Vasquez instructed them to bring the artifact up so that she could destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Betrayal===&lt;br /&gt;
The survivors of the battle in the Sacrarium limped their way back up to the ancient facility, only to find that Fatsani had snapped under the pressure of the buried artifact, and had been killed by Jattic in self-defense. With low spirits and dwindling numbers they made their way back to the facility entrance. Jason was the first one up, but he found himself looking at the barrel of a shotgun as he emerged back onto the surface - a shotgun held by Vasquez. An apology was all he got before he was shot in the shoulder, the artifact taken from him before he was left to bleed out in the rain. The others scrambled up, chaotic confusion reigning, but Ilyna took charge of the situation, getting everyone back into the APC - they had to return to the ship immediately if they injured, now including a near-death Jason, were to survive. They reunited with Charlie team and started the journey back to New Longhai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Unforeseen Consequences===&lt;br /&gt;
As the surviving members of Redrock entered New Longhai it quickly became apparent that something was very wrong - the second truck had reached the town and unleashed the infection. Most of the town was already turned, and they swarmed the two vehicles in overwhelming numbers. The battered, exhausted survivors pulled on their last reserves of energy to cut their way through the horde back to the landing pad, only to be faced with a closed ship ramp - the [[Jörgen Kleiner|captain]] of the MSV Susanna was refusing to let them aboard, fearing that the creatures would find their way in as well. For minutes the cornered mercenaries held the creatures at bay - Jattic was separated from the group and forced to seek shelter in the town's inn, where some of the locals had barricaded themselves. Redrock's increasingly desperate last stand was brought to an end as [[Alessa Barbaro]], one of the Susanna's crew, went against orders and opened the ship's cargo ramp. The team quickly made their way aboard and the ship took off. With the captain refusing to turn back for Jattic, [[Mendez]] took matters into his own hands, holding the crew at gunpoint to force Jattic's extraction. The risky action proved successful - Jattic and a handful of surviving locals were evacuated from the inn before the Susanna left Di Yu IV, beginning the long journey home.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Not Over Yet===&lt;br /&gt;
Halfway through the five-day journey back to [[Aite]], all hell broke lose aboard the Susanna as the decision to bring Father Marchal along backfired. Possessed of a secret weapon capable of infecting others with the proto-adjutant nanovirus, he made his move, infecting first himself to break out of his restraints, and then two of the extracted New Longhai denizens. From there the infection spread to the captain and navigator, and soon the ship lost power, and the cargo module was jettisoned, unleashing chaos on the small vessel, as those that remained fought to eliminate the infected and restore function to the ship. Their efforts were thankfully successful, with all the infected being killed. The ship's engineer, [[Karana]], restored power, and [[Victoria Steels|Victoria]] took over piloting, performing a risky maneuver to reattach the tumbling cargo module and the people that had been unlucky enough to find themselves within. Shook by this final misfortune, the increasingly-dwindling survivors settled in for the remainder of the flight to [[Freedom Falls]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Aftermath===&lt;br /&gt;
No one left Di Yu without scars, be they physical or mental. Redrock laid in tatters after the inexplicable betrayal of Chief Vasquez, and Jason was left determined to find his missing love, convinced after speaking to Halisi that her actions were not her own - that someone had tampered with her neural compensator implant. Vaden was dead. Jason and Damien both lost an arm, and Leah was hospitalized with a broken spine, paralyzed from the waist down. Ilyna took in the cultist children as she worked to figure out how to get them the help they needed, but soon discovered that she had bit off far more than she could chew. In the months that followed, those that survived would learn that the ordeal was far from over, and that what had happened on Di Yu would ripple for a long time to come...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Related Events==&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Fall of the Evening Star]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Return to the Evening Star]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Investigating Ogofau]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Raiding the Barn]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Last Child]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Trivia==&lt;br /&gt;
*A [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sacrarium sacrarium] is a shallow basin of water near the altar of a church in Christian tradition, and a place where sacred artifacts are kept in ancient Roman tradition.&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diyu Di Yu] is the realm of the dead in Chinese mythology.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Events]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Children of the Revelator]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Dread</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.aiterp.net/index.php?title=Children_of_the_Revelator_(Event)&amp;diff=2040</id>
		<title>Children of the Revelator (Event)</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.aiterp.net/index.php?title=Children_of_the_Revelator_(Event)&amp;diff=2040"/>
		<updated>2020-08-04T22:53:07Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Dread: Don't mind me, just fixing two links. &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
==Participants==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Redrock Agency===&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Linda Vasquez]] (Leader)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Jason Wolfe]] (Alpha Team Leader)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ilyna T'Rea]] (Bravo Team Leader)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Thiago Mendez]] (Charlie Team Leader)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Halisi]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Jattic Kur'don]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leah Mercier]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Steve Briggs]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Philip Lacour]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Damien Monroe]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Victoria Steels]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Vaden Noran]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Jasper Sullivan]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sioria Felcolus]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Nakmor Garr]] (Freelancer)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Bayani Malit]] (Freelancer)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Athorus Korum]] (Freelancer)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Fatsani]] (Volunteer)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Tarlon Sallae]] (Volunteer)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===The Children of the Revelator===&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Father Marchal]] (Leader)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Matriarch Tharele]] (Avatar of the Revelator)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Li]] (Cultist Child)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Johnny]] (Cultist Child)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Evelina]] (Cultist Child)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ping]] (Cultist Child)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Toren]] (Cultist Child)&lt;br /&gt;
*Unnamed Cultists&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Proto-Adjutant|Proto-Adjutants]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===New Longhai===&lt;br /&gt;
*Innkeeper&lt;br /&gt;
*Unnamed colonists&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===MSV Susanna===&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Jörgen Kleiner]] (Captain)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Alessa Barbaro]] (Pilot)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Steve Smith]] (Navigator)&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Karana Bal'dan]] (Engineer)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Summary==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===To the Edge of the Galaxy===&lt;br /&gt;
In August 2185 Chief [[Vasquez]]' investigation into the [[Children of the Revelator]], the machine cult responsible for the [[Investigating Ogofau|horror]] on [[Ogofau]] months earlier bore fruit. She had nailed down their location to the planet of [[Di Yu IV]] in the [https://masseffect.fandom.com/wiki/Nemean_Abyss Nemean Abyss], on the outer edge of the Milky Way. Despite [[Redrock]]'s rough state and recent setbacks, Vasquez and [[Jason]] both agreed that they had to act immediately, and a large team was assembled, bolstering their own employees with a mix of freelancers and volunteers, including several old contacts - [[Ilyna T'Rea]], [[Tarlon Sallae]] and [[Nakmor Garr]]. Despite Redrock's debt situation new hardware was acquired for the mission as well, including heavy weapons, a cargo truck and a weaponized [https://masseffect.fandom.com/wiki/M-080 M-080 APC]. The hastily assembled team set off towards Di Yu aboard the [[MSV Susanna]], a Kowloon-class freighter that ran cargo out to [[New Longhai]], the only settlement on Di Yu IV aside from the [[Cultist Compound|cult compound]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===A Cold Welcome===&lt;br /&gt;
The journey to Di Yu was a tense one - many of those going were veterans in this fight that had faced the [[Proto-Adjutant|horrors]] unleashed by the cult before. After five restless days the Susanna landed in New Longhai, and Redrock set out. The planet itself proved unwelcoming from the start - a cold, dark place of constant rain and thunder, still in the early stages of terraforming. The atmospheric conditions prevented shuttle flight, necessitating making the journey to the cult compound on the ground. They asked around town for information on the Children of the Revelator, but were met with a cold reception - few that travel so very far from civilized society are keen to welcome a group of curious, armed strangers into their mist. Still, a location for the compound was acquired, and they set off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===The Cultist Compound===&lt;br /&gt;
After a couple of hours' muddy travelling Redrock arrived at the compound, executing a swift assault. The cult's initial defense proved shockingly inadequate - most were cut down in seconds. However, as the team moved to secure the prefab structures that made up the compound two trucks filled with armed cultists emerged from a storage area, blasting through the mercenaries, albeit with heavy losses. Alpha and Bravo team pursued the trucks in the APC, while Charlie team continued to secure the compound. One of the freelancers, [[Bayani]], was lost while breaching the main building, but the remaining cultists were eliminated swiftly. [[Father Marchal]], the leader of the cult, seemed unfazed by this defeat, and surrendered to Redrock. A number of children were found in the main building, presumably the offspring of the cultists they had slain. Tarlon made the choice to bring them aboard the truck with the hopes of getting them off the planet safely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===The Catacombs===&lt;br /&gt;
Alpha and Bravo teams pursued one of the trucks to a [[Sacrarium|mysterious underground facility]], eliminating the cultists that still remained on the surface before making the decision to venture into the facility in search of the remaining cultists, suspecting that this was a likely spot for any artifacts of the like that was encountered during the [[RSV Evening Star]]'s [[Fall of the Evening Star|ill-fated mission]] years ago. Vasquez remained in the APC as the others descended into the darkness below. Investigation of the facility revealed that it was an ancient asari research facility. The staff had found something dangerous buried on the planet - so dangerous that the decision had been made to quarantine the facility, cutting all contact with [https://masseffect.fandom.com/wiki/Thessia Thessia] and leaving the staff to die rather than risk anyone learning of what they had found. Alpha and Bravo faced resistance from cultists as well as, to their dismay, mutated husks encountered on Ogofau, leaving little doubt as to the connection between the two. An ominous artifact, uncomfortably familiar to Jason, was found in one of the rooms, and subsequently buried with explosives. [[Phil]] was injured in the fighting, and [[Jattic]] and [[Fatsani]] stayed behind for protection as [[Dr. Halisi]] worked to stabilize him while the others continued deeper.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===The Sacrarium===&lt;br /&gt;
The facility's tunnels eventually gave way to a large underground cavern, with a walkway leading out across the eezo-laced waters that covered the cave floor. In the middle of the cavern the battered Redrock soldiers found a [[Orb of the Revelator|second artifact]], surrounded by a group of cultists and the [[Matriarch Tharele|asari matriarch]] that had once led the research team here, now warped and decayed, her flesh riddled with cybernetics. The cultists were transformed into [[Proto-Adjutant|mutated husks]] before the team's eyes, but were put down. The matriarch proved a far greater threat. As she joined the fray, an immense, alien presence filled the cavern, speaking into the very minds of those present. It called itself the [[Revelator]] of Ultimate Truth. The matriarch was practically crackling with the power of the mysterious entity that had consumed her. Despite all the firepower turned on it, this avatar of the Revelator unleashed relentless attacks both biotic and mental on the Redrock team. [[Damien]] and [[Leah]] were grievously injured, and [[Vaden]] gave his life to protect them. Everyone was on their last leg when the combination of a blood-raging Garr and a desperate grenade from Ilyna and Jason brought an end to the twisted being. With a final warning the artifact went inert and the overwhelming presence seemed to lift from the cave. On the comms, Vasquez instructed them to bring the artifact up so that she could destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Betrayal===&lt;br /&gt;
The survivors of the battle in the Sacrarium limped their way back up to the ancient facility, only to find that Fatsani had snapped under the pressure of the buried artifact, and had been killed by Jattic in self-defense. With low spirits and dwindling numbers they made their way back to the facility entrance. Jason was the first one up, but he found himself looking at the barrel of a shotgun as he emerged back onto the surface - a shotgun held by Vasquez. An apology was all he got before he was shot in the shoulder, the artifact taken from him before he was left to bleed out in the rain. The others scrambled up, chaotic confusion reigning, but Ilyna took charge of the situation, getting everyone back into the APC - they had to return to the ship immediately if they injured, now including a near-death Jason, were to survive. They reunited with Charlie team and started the journey back to New Longhai.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Unforeseen Consequences===&lt;br /&gt;
As the surviving members of Redrock entered New Longhai it quickly became apparent that something was very wrong - the second truck had reached the town and unleashed the infection. Most of the town was already turned, and they swarmed the two vehicles in overwhelming numbers. The battered, exhausted survivors pulled on their last reserves of energy to cut their way through the horde back to the landing pad, only to be faced with a closed ship ramp - the [[Jörgen Kleiner|captain]] of the MSV Susanna was refusing to let them aboard, fearing that the creatures would find their way in as well. For minutes the cornered mercenaries held the creatures at bay - Jattic was separated from the group and forced to seek shelter in the town's inn, where some of the locals had barricaded themselves. Redrock's increasingly desperate last stand was brought to an end as [[Alessa Barbaro]], one of the Susanna's crew, went against orders and opened the ship's cargo ramp. The team quickly made their way aboard and the ship took off. With the captain refusing to turn back for Jattic, [[Mendez]] took matters into his own hands, holding the crew at gunpoint to force Jattic's extraction. The risky action proved successful - Jattic and a handful of surviving locals were evacuated from the inn before the Susanna left Di Yu IV, beginning the long journey home.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Not Over Yet===&lt;br /&gt;
Halfway through the five-day journey back to [[Aite]], all hell broke lose aboard the Susanna as the decision to bring Father Marchal along backfired. Possessed of a secret weapon capable of infecting others with the proto-adjutant nanovirus, he made his move, infecting first himself to break out of his restraints, and then two of the extracted New Longhai denizens. From there the infection spread to the captain and navigator, and soon the ship lost power, and the cargo module was jettisoned, unleashing chaos on the small vessel, as those that remained fought to eliminate the infected and restore function to the ship. Their efforts were, thankfully successful, with all the infected being killed. The ship's engineer, [[Karana]], restored power, and [[Victoria Steels|Victoria]] took over piloting, performing a risky maneuver to reattach the tumbling cargo module and the people that had been unlucky enough to find themselves within. Shook by this final misfortune, the increasingly-dwindling survivors settled in for the remainder of the flight to [[Freedom Falls]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Aftermath===&lt;br /&gt;
No one left Di Yu without scars, be they physical or mental. Redrock laid in tatters after the inexplicable betrayal of Chief Vasquez, and Jason was left determined to find his missing love, convinced after speaking to Halisi that her actions were not her own - that someone had tampered with her neural compensator implant. Vaden was dead. Jason and Damien both lost an arm, and Leah was hospitalized with a broken spine, paralyzed from the waist down. Ilyna took in the cultist children as she worked to figure out how to get them the help they needed, but soon discovered that she had bit off far more than she could chew. In the months that followed, those that survived would learn that the ordeal was far from over, and that what had happened on Di Yu would ripple for a long time to come...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Related Events==&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Fall of the Evening Star]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Return to the Evening Star]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Investigating Ogofau]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Raiding the Barn]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Last Child]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Trivia==&lt;br /&gt;
*A [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sacrarium sacrarium] is a shallow basin of water near the altar of a church in Christian tradition, and a place where sacred artifacts are kept in ancient Roman tradition.&lt;br /&gt;
*[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diyu Di Yu] is the realm of the dead in Chinese mythology.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Events]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Children of the Revelator]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Dread</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.aiterp.net/index.php?title=Tamil_Nirano&amp;diff=1487</id>
		<title>Tamil Nirano</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.aiterp.net/index.php?title=Tamil_Nirano&amp;diff=1487"/>
		<updated>2019-09-08T00:48:03Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Dread: Tyr's okay with things, removing the warning&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Characters&lt;br /&gt;
|Name=Tamil Nirano&lt;br /&gt;
|Alias=None&lt;br /&gt;
|Species=Salarian&lt;br /&gt;
|Age=21&lt;br /&gt;
|Build=Average&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthplace=Erinle&lt;br /&gt;
|Residence=Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
|Height=175cm (5'9&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
|Eyes=Black&lt;br /&gt;
|Skin=Rust-speckled pale green&lt;br /&gt;
|Occupation=Freelance sniper&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthdate=July 8, 2164&lt;br /&gt;
|Player=Dread&lt;br /&gt;
|Status=Active&lt;br /&gt;
}} [[Category:Characters]] [[Category:Salarians]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil Nirano (''Erinle Tenosh Theslan Nirano Tamil'') is a freelance mercenary seeking to assist the Redrock Agency. In combat, he specialises in sniping, the strategic placement of traps, deployment of non-lethal (and if the situation demands, lethal) toxins, and most of anything else that lets him think before he acts. He can be easily incapacitated by anyone trained in melee combat. That said, he generally prefers to seek means of avoiding combat, as pacifist as a mercenary in the Terminus systems can get away with - which is to say that by the measure of just about anywhere else in the galaxy, he's still quite ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Appearance ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil's crest down to the ridges of his eyes is a speckling of pale green and rust forming no particular pattern, registering a bit more as listless blotches of scarlet from afar than a smooth gradient from rust at the tips to pale olive on his face, although these purported shapes lose their cohesion up close, lost to the visual noise. His eye-ridges and the edges of his sunken cheeks embrace the olive hue almost exclusively, adding only a slight earthy tone that loses itself into the paleness around his lips. The rings around his eyes (red in most of his brethren) are pale to almost the point of soft grey.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When not in armour, Tamil enjoys surprisingly loose-fitting garbs more like [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agbada agbadas], [https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sirwal sirwals] and to top it all off, even [https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keffiyeh keffiyehs]. His choice of clothes also serve to hide the Salarian sunken chest, but feel less limiting than the armour braces that usually do the same job.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He's a bit short for Salarian standards.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== History ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil, generally interested in health and longevity, left Erinle with one of his brothers, Makash, on a broad xenobiological research project, hoping to gather insights from other alien species to improve nutritional technology for Salarians (especially for those on Erinle). The project pursued solutions involving biological augmentations that would be broadly applicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Makash and Tamil's first larger sub-project was to analyse the Hanar, hoping to engage with them on ''First Land''. Since diplomacy was not their primary scientific focus, they were instead relegated to a station orbiting ''Island Wind'', where they spent several years. They earned their keep with station security (Tamil) and janitorial tasks (Makash).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In a fit of irony, malnutrition from a diet not quite Salarian-optimised eventually caught up with Makash, making him brittle-boned even at young age and nearly killing him when an accident cracked much of his ribcage. Thankfully, Tamil was nearby, could give first aid, and the damage could be rapidly reversed by station medics.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil corrected for the deficiency in his own diet and avoided any similar fate. Makash, however, left Island Wind after his recovery, supposedly disillusioned by their alleged local (lack of) progress. (Tamil has always found the timing suspicious, but admits ''&amp;quot;afraid of it happening again&amp;quot;'' couldn't really be Makash's motivation, either. He eventually came to assume the accident may not have been quite as accidental and someone wanted Makash off the station, for reasons Tamil can only guess.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
During his time at Island Wind, Tamil managed to have enough contact with Hanar religious beliefs to kindle his curiosity. Respectfully probing between the lines, he discovered that certain Hanar believed in a few purported ''cosmological geometries'' relating to the locations of Prothean artefacts, described just precisely enough to catch Tamil's interest and vaguely enough to make the matter difficult. He also learnt that the Protheans purportedly solved the problems of ageing that Salarians never managed to conquer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil initially dismissed the matter as mere religious waffling, but has since come to believe there may be a scientific basis to it. When he was 19, he left Island Wind in search for this knowledge, following the guidance of the Hanar cult's 'geometries' to search in areas of the galaxy where Prothean artefacts might yet lay undiscovered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His search has brought him back into the Terminus systems; specifically, he believes that the systems clustered around ''The Phoenix Massing'' relay might yield the results he seeks. It's this quest that has brought him to Aite, although he didn't choose the planet with any particular confidence. Instead, he's simply hoping to score a job that will either let him earn enough to let him travel the systems in an appropriately generous chunk of free time... or simply a job that in itself leads to much travelling that might permit him to explore a little on the side.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Motivations ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;quot;Death is the stealer of minds and breaker of the tightest personal bonds. It's indiscriminate, crude, ruthless, and above all unnecessary. Not all things in nature die of old age, but the more complex the creature, the less likely that it can escape the creeping decline that leads to death. Statistics. We've known it's statistics for so long. We manage the symptoms, rewrite the worst offending genes, but at the end of the day, it's all too fundamental. The evolutionary fitness of the remaining genes is sound - statistics, more statistics, impersonal, unreasonable. The individual falters for the successful perpetuation of the foul gene. The gene cares not if the benefit it grants to its own survival burns your life like a candle. 'Procreate successfully and then and only then die horribly!'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''A 'natural' death is evolution's indifferent afterthought. Ageing is a blight upon this galaxy, single-handedly dwarfing all other sources of suffering and pain, yet so rarely acknowledged.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''And as you nod, yet still you wonder - what does a Salarian know about ageing? We die quickly; we don't spend years shuffling about as barely animated, desiccated corpses, what could we possibly know about the pain of gradual deterioration? But we have it all the same. We have more than enough of it to lament it, and recognise its horrors. Science has already brought us far; we've optimised what we could, and yet we still die, die and die.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''I'm willing to barter with death, for a while. Adding a decade to our lifespans brought us space travel. Prise another decade out of death's skeletal clutches and it might let us do away with the bartering altogether.&amp;quot;''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil's primary motivation in life is to seek a cure for ageing and death, not necessarily in that order. He's not the first Salarian to go on the journey, but perhaps the first to seek it in a rather unusual way - on the trail of what he believes certain Hanar tales of Promethean technology says, he's searching for a specific Prothean artefact he believes must lie somewhere in the Terminus systems, supposedly capable of repairing a form of cell damage that Salarian scientists have found no way around.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While his motivation is primarily the longevity of his own species - whom he considers generally intellectually superior to all other races (entirely independent of any thoughts he may have on his personal intellect, which varies from 'worthless' to 'brightest light in the room' depending on mood) and thus most likely to benefit from the technology, not to mention the 'rightful' species to first triumph over ageing and death - he finds ('natural') death and ageing deplorable in general and would like to solve the problem for the galaxy as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He's not oblivious to the problems that would come with an end to death, but considers them surmountable, quite despite the overpopulation (and intertwined military) scare the Krogan uplift initial brought with it - or perhaps especially because of it, given technology yielded a solution to that problem. That the solution was non-consensual only 'bothers' him to the degree strictly necessary for polite society.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Skills ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Medicine ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Given his theoretical background in xenobiology, Tamil is a decent medic, although he would certainly rather medical tasks were done by someone whose training had fully focused on medicine. He can do an acceptable job in a pinch, though, especially useful for first aid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Weapons ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil used to deal with small arms while earning his keep as security on the Island Wind orbital station. In returning to the Terminus systems, a very ''peculiar'' brand of paranoia led him to invest in sniper weapons - he's certain that if his enemies are aware of him, he has little chance of defending himself, much more comfortable by learning to strategically take them out from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That said, owing to his general distaste of death and suffering, Tamil is not at all violent. While he regularly trains his sniping ability, he has yet had any need to use it and he prefers to keep it that way. While that may seem at odds with his freelance work, he's found that even situations where weaponry is ''necessary'', it is rarely ''used'', serving more as a deterrent and a means to level the playing field than to kill.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If possible, he prefers to incapacitate people rather than dispatch them outright. His moral convictions aren't quite so strong as to stop him from pulling the trigger, though; he's accepted that death is part of the current status quo, and with millions dying every day, one more corpse doesn't make a huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Equipment ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Weapons ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* an M-92 Mantis sniper rifle&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Dread</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.aiterp.net/index.php?title=Tamil_Nirano&amp;diff=1486</id>
		<title>Tamil Nirano</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.aiterp.net/index.php?title=Tamil_Nirano&amp;diff=1486"/>
		<updated>2019-09-08T00:46:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Dread: Changed weapon&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Characters&lt;br /&gt;
|Name=Tamil Nirano&lt;br /&gt;
|Alias=None&lt;br /&gt;
|Species=Salarian&lt;br /&gt;
|Age=21&lt;br /&gt;
|Build=Average&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthplace=Erinle&lt;br /&gt;
|Residence=Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
|Height=175cm (5'9&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
|Eyes=Black&lt;br /&gt;
|Skin=Rust-speckled pale green&lt;br /&gt;
|Occupation=Freelance sniper&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthdate=July 8, 2164&lt;br /&gt;
|Player=Dread&lt;br /&gt;
|Status=Active&lt;br /&gt;
}} [[Category:Characters]] [[Category:Salarians]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''WARNING: CHARACTER IS STILL AN UNAPPROVED DRAFT.'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil Nirano (''Erinle Tenosh Theslan Nirano Tamil'') is a freelance mercenary seeking to assist the Redrock Agency. In combat, he specialises in sniping, the strategic placement of traps, deployment of non-lethal (and if the situation demands, lethal) toxins, and most of anything else that lets him think before he acts. He can be easily incapacitated by anyone trained in melee combat. That said, he generally prefers to seek means of avoiding combat, as pacifist as a mercenary in the Terminus systems can get away with - which is to say that by the measure of just about anywhere else in the galaxy, he's still quite ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Appearance ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil's crest down to the ridges of his eyes is a speckling of pale green and rust forming no particular pattern, registering a bit more as listless blotches of scarlet from afar than a smooth gradient from rust at the tips to pale olive on his face, although these purported shapes lose their cohesion up close, lost to the visual noise. His eye-ridges and the edges of his sunken cheeks embrace the olive hue almost exclusively, adding only a slight earthy tone that loses itself into the paleness around his lips. The rings around his eyes (red in most of his brethren) are pale to almost the point of soft grey.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When not in armour, Tamil enjoys surprisingly loose-fitting garbs more like [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agbada agbadas], [https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sirwal sirwals] and to top it all off, even [https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keffiyeh keffiyehs]. His choice of clothes also serve to hide the Salarian sunken chest, but feel less limiting than the armour braces that usually do the same job.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He's a bit short for Salarian standards.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== History ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil, generally interested in health and longevity, left Erinle with one of his brothers, Makash, on a broad xenobiological research project, hoping to gather insights from other alien species to improve nutritional technology for Salarians (especially for those on Erinle). The project pursued solutions involving biological augmentations that would be broadly applicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Makash and Tamil's first larger sub-project was to analyse the Hanar, hoping to engage with them on ''First Land''. Since diplomacy was not their primary scientific focus, they were instead relegated to a station orbiting ''Island Wind'', where they spent several years. They earned their keep with station security (Tamil) and janitorial tasks (Makash).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In a fit of irony, malnutrition from a diet not quite Salarian-optimised eventually caught up with Makash, making him brittle-boned even at young age and nearly killing him when an accident cracked much of his ribcage. Thankfully, Tamil was nearby, could give first aid, and the damage could be rapidly reversed by station medics.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil corrected for the deficiency in his own diet and avoided any similar fate. Makash, however, left Island Wind after his recovery, supposedly disillusioned by their alleged local (lack of) progress. (Tamil has always found the timing suspicious, but admits ''&amp;quot;afraid of it happening again&amp;quot;'' couldn't really be Makash's motivation, either. He eventually came to assume the accident may not have been quite as accidental and someone wanted Makash off the station, for reasons Tamil can only guess.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
During his time at Island Wind, Tamil managed to have enough contact with Hanar religious beliefs to kindle his curiosity. Respectfully probing between the lines, he discovered that certain Hanar believed in a few purported ''cosmological geometries'' relating to the locations of Prothean artefacts, described just precisely enough to catch Tamil's interest and vaguely enough to make the matter difficult. He also learnt that the Protheans purportedly solved the problems of ageing that Salarians never managed to conquer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil initially dismissed the matter as mere religious waffling, but has since come to believe there may be a scientific basis to it. When he was 19, he left Island Wind in search for this knowledge, following the guidance of the Hanar cult's 'geometries' to search in areas of the galaxy where Prothean artefacts might yet lay undiscovered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His search has brought him back into the Terminus systems; specifically, he believes that the systems clustered around ''The Phoenix Massing'' relay might yield the results he seeks. It's this quest that has brought him to Aite, although he didn't choose the planet with any particular confidence. Instead, he's simply hoping to score a job that will either let him earn enough to let him travel the systems in an appropriately generous chunk of free time... or simply a job that in itself leads to much travelling that might permit him to explore a little on the side.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Motivations ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;quot;Death is the stealer of minds and breaker of the tightest personal bonds. It's indiscriminate, crude, ruthless, and above all unnecessary. Not all things in nature die of old age, but the more complex the creature, the less likely that it can escape the creeping decline that leads to death. Statistics. We've known it's statistics for so long. We manage the symptoms, rewrite the worst offending genes, but at the end of the day, it's all too fundamental. The evolutionary fitness of the remaining genes is sound - statistics, more statistics, impersonal, unreasonable. The individual falters for the successful perpetuation of the foul gene. The gene cares not if the benefit it grants to its own survival burns your life like a candle. 'Procreate successfully and then and only then die horribly!'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''A 'natural' death is evolution's indifferent afterthought. Ageing is a blight upon this galaxy, single-handedly dwarfing all other sources of suffering and pain, yet so rarely acknowledged.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''And as you nod, yet still you wonder - what does a Salarian know about ageing? We die quickly; we don't spend years shuffling about as barely animated, desiccated corpses, what could we possibly know about the pain of gradual deterioration? But we have it all the same. We have more than enough of it to lament it, and recognise its horrors. Science has already brought us far; we've optimised what we could, and yet we still die, die and die.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''I'm willing to barter with death, for a while. Adding a decade to our lifespans brought us space travel. Prise another decade out of death's skeletal clutches and it might let us do away with the bartering altogether.&amp;quot;''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil's primary motivation in life is to seek a cure for ageing and death, not necessarily in that order. He's not the first Salarian to go on the journey, but perhaps the first to seek it in a rather unusual way - on the trail of what he believes certain Hanar tales of Promethean technology says, he's searching for a specific Prothean artefact he believes must lie somewhere in the Terminus systems, supposedly capable of repairing a form of cell damage that Salarian scientists have found no way around.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While his motivation is primarily the longevity of his own species - whom he considers generally intellectually superior to all other races (entirely independent of any thoughts he may have on his personal intellect, which varies from 'worthless' to 'brightest light in the room' depending on mood) and thus most likely to benefit from the technology, not to mention the 'rightful' species to first triumph over ageing and death - he finds ('natural') death and ageing deplorable in general and would like to solve the problem for the galaxy as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He's not oblivious to the problems that would come with an end to death, but considers them surmountable, quite despite the overpopulation (and intertwined military) scare the Krogan uplift initial brought with it - or perhaps especially because of it, given technology yielded a solution to that problem. That the solution was non-consensual only 'bothers' him to the degree strictly necessary for polite society.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Skills ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Medicine ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Given his theoretical background in xenobiology, Tamil is a decent medic, although he would certainly rather medical tasks were done by someone whose training had fully focused on medicine. He can do an acceptable job in a pinch, though, especially useful for first aid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Weapons ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil used to deal with small arms while earning his keep as security on the Island Wind orbital station. In returning to the Terminus systems, a very ''peculiar'' brand of paranoia led him to invest in sniper weapons - he's certain that if his enemies are aware of him, he has little chance of defending himself, much more comfortable by learning to strategically take them out from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That said, owing to his general distaste of death and suffering, Tamil is not at all violent. While he regularly trains his sniping ability, he has yet had any need to use it and he prefers to keep it that way. While that may seem at odds with his freelance work, he's found that even situations where weaponry is ''necessary'', it is rarely ''used'', serving more as a deterrent and a means to level the playing field than to kill.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If possible, he prefers to incapacitate people rather than dispatch them outright. His moral convictions aren't quite so strong as to stop him from pulling the trigger, though; he's accepted that death is part of the current status quo, and with millions dying every day, one more corpse doesn't make a huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Equipment ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Weapons ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* an M-92 Mantis sniper rifle&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Dread</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.aiterp.net/index.php?title=Tamil_Nirano&amp;diff=1485</id>
		<title>Tamil Nirano</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.aiterp.net/index.php?title=Tamil_Nirano&amp;diff=1485"/>
		<updated>2019-09-07T23:58:02Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Dread: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Characters&lt;br /&gt;
|Name=Tamil Nirano&lt;br /&gt;
|Alias=None&lt;br /&gt;
|Species=Salarian&lt;br /&gt;
|Age=21&lt;br /&gt;
|Build=Average&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthplace=Erinle&lt;br /&gt;
|Residence=Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
|Height=175cm (5'9&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
|Eyes=Black&lt;br /&gt;
|Skin=Rust-speckled pale green&lt;br /&gt;
|Occupation=Freelance sniper&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthdate=July 8, 2164&lt;br /&gt;
|Player=Dread&lt;br /&gt;
|Status=Active&lt;br /&gt;
}} [[Category:Characters]] [[Category:Salarians]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''WARNING: CHARACTER IS STILL AN UNAPPROVED DRAFT.'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil Nirano (''Erinle Tenosh Theslan Nirano Tamil'') is a freelance mercenary seeking to assist the Redrock Agency. In combat, he specialises in sniping, the strategic placement of traps, deployment of non-lethal (and if the situation demands, lethal) toxins, and most of anything else that lets him think before he acts. He can be easily incapacitated by anyone trained in melee combat. That said, he generally prefers to seek means of avoiding combat, as pacifist as a mercenary in the Terminus systems can get away with - which is to say that by the measure of just about anywhere else in the galaxy, he's still quite ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Appearance ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil's crest down to the ridges of his eyes is a speckling of pale green and rust forming no particular pattern, registering a bit more as listless blotches of scarlet from afar than a smooth gradient from rust at the tips to pale olive on his face, although these purported shapes lose their cohesion up close, lost to the visual noise. His eye-ridges and the edges of his sunken cheeks embrace the olive hue almost exclusively, adding only a slight earthy tone that loses itself into the paleness around his lips. The rings around his eyes (red in most of his brethren) are pale to almost the point of soft grey.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When not in armour, Tamil enjoys surprisingly loose-fitting garbs more like [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agbada agbadas], [https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sirwal sirwals] and to top it all off, even [https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keffiyeh keffiyehs]. His choice of clothes also serve to hide the Salarian sunken chest, but feel less limiting than the armour braces that usually do the same job.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He's a bit short for Salarian standards.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== History ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil, generally interested in health and longevity, left Erinle with one of his brothers, Makash, on a broad xenobiological research project, hoping to gather insights from other alien species to improve nutritional technology for Salarians (especially for those on Erinle). The project pursued solutions involving biological augmentations that would be broadly applicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Makash and Tamil's first larger sub-project was to analyse the Hanar, hoping to engage with them on ''First Land''. Since diplomacy was not their primary scientific focus, they were instead relegated to a station orbiting ''Island Wind'', where they spent several years. They earned their keep with station security (Tamil) and janitorial tasks (Makash).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In a fit of irony, malnutrition from a diet not quite Salarian-optimised eventually caught up with Makash, making him brittle-boned even at young age and nearly killing him when an accident cracked much of his ribcage. Thankfully, Tamil was nearby, could give first aid, and the damage could be rapidly reversed by station medics.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil corrected for the deficiency in his own diet and avoided any similar fate. Makash, however, left Island Wind after his recovery, supposedly disillusioned by their alleged local (lack of) progress. (Tamil has always found the timing suspicious, but admits ''&amp;quot;afraid of it happening again&amp;quot;'' couldn't really be Makash's motivation, either. He eventually came to assume the accident may not have been quite as accidental and someone wanted Makash off the station, for reasons Tamil can only guess.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
During his time at Island Wind, Tamil managed to have enough contact with Hanar religious beliefs to kindle his curiosity. Respectfully probing between the lines, he discovered that certain Hanar believed in a few purported ''cosmological geometries'' relating to the locations of Prothean artefacts, described just precisely enough to catch Tamil's interest and vaguely enough to make the matter difficult. He also learnt that the Protheans purportedly solved the problems of ageing that Salarians never managed to conquer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil initially dismissed the matter as mere religious waffling, but has since come to believe there may be a scientific basis to it. When he was 19, he left Island Wind in search for this knowledge, following the guidance of the Hanar cult's 'geometries' to search in areas of the galaxy where Prothean artefacts might yet lay undiscovered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His search has brought him back into the Terminus systems; specifically, he believes that the systems clustered around ''The Phoenix Massing'' relay might yield the results he seeks. It's this quest that has brought him to Aite, although he didn't choose the planet with any particular confidence. Instead, he's simply hoping to score a job that will either let him earn enough to let him travel the systems in an appropriately generous chunk of free time... or simply a job that in itself leads to much travelling that might permit him to explore a little on the side.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Motivations ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;quot;Death is the stealer of minds and breaker of the tightest personal bonds. It's indiscriminate, crude, ruthless, and above all unnecessary. Not all things in nature die of old age, but the more complex the creature, the less likely that it can escape the creeping decline that leads to death. Statistics. We've known it's statistics for so long. We manage the symptoms, rewrite the worst offending genes, but at the end of the day, it's all too fundamental. The evolutionary fitness of the remaining genes is sound - statistics, more statistics, impersonal, unreasonable. The individual falters for the successful perpetuation of the foul gene. The gene cares not if the benefit it grants to its own survival burns your life like a candle. 'Procreate successfully and then and only then die horribly!'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''A 'natural' death is evolution's indifferent afterthought. Ageing is a blight upon this galaxy, single-handedly dwarfing all other sources of suffering and pain, yet so rarely acknowledged.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''And as you nod, yet still you wonder - what does a Salarian know about ageing? We die quickly; we don't spend years shuffling about as barely animated, desiccated corpses, what could we possibly know about the pain of gradual deterioration? But we have it all the same. We have more than enough of it to lament it, and recognise its horrors. Science has already brought us far; we've optimised what we could, and yet we still die, die and die.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''I'm willing to barter with death, for a while. Adding a decade to our lifespans brought us space travel. Prise another decade out of death's skeletal clutches and it might let us do away with the bartering altogether.&amp;quot;''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil's primary motivation in life is to seek a cure for ageing and death, not necessarily in that order. He's not the first Salarian to go on the journey, but perhaps the first to seek it in a rather unusual way - on the trail of what he believes certain Hanar tales of Promethean technology says, he's searching for a specific Prothean artefact he believes must lie somewhere in the Terminus systems, supposedly capable of repairing a form of cell damage that Salarian scientists have found no way around.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While his motivation is primarily the longevity of his own species - whom he considers generally intellectually superior to all other races (entirely independent of any thoughts he may have on his personal intellect, which varies from 'worthless' to 'brightest light in the room' depending on mood) and thus most likely to benefit from the technology, not to mention the 'rightful' species to first triumph over ageing and death - he finds ('natural') death and ageing deplorable in general and would like to solve the problem for the galaxy as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He's not oblivious to the problems that would come with an end to death, but considers them surmountable, quite despite the overpopulation (and intertwined military) scare the Krogan uplift initial brought with it - or perhaps especially because of it, given technology yielded a solution to that problem. That the solution was non-consensual only 'bothers' him to the degree strictly necessary for polite society.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Skills ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Medicine ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Given his theoretical background in xenobiology, Tamil is a decent medic, although he would certainly rather medical tasks were done by someone whose training had fully focused on medicine. He can do an acceptable job in a pinch, though, especially useful for first aid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Weapons ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil used to deal with small arms while earning his keep as security on the Island Wind orbital station. In returning to the Terminus systems, a very ''peculiar'' brand of paranoia led him to invest in sniper weapons - he's certain that if his enemies are aware of him, he has little chance of defending himself, much more comfortable by learning to strategically take them out from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That said, owing to his general distaste of death and suffering, Tamil is not at all violent. While he regularly trains his sniping ability, he has yet had any need to use it and he prefers to keep it that way. While that may seem at odds with his freelance work, he's found that even situations where weaponry is ''necessary'', it is rarely ''used'', serving more as a deterrent and a means to level the playing field than to kill.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If possible, he prefers to incapacitate people rather than dispatch them outright. His moral convictions aren't quite so strong as to stop him from pulling the trigger, though; he's accepted that death is part of the current status quo, and with millions dying every day, one more corpse doesn't make a huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Equipment ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Weapons ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* a Naginata sniper rifle, although he would happily take something with better accuracy.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Dread</name></author>
		
	</entry>
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		<title>Tamil Nirano</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Dread: Created as a draft&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Characters&lt;br /&gt;
|Name=Tamil Nirano&lt;br /&gt;
|Alias=None&lt;br /&gt;
|Species=Salarian&lt;br /&gt;
|Age=21&lt;br /&gt;
|Build=Average&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthplace=Erinle&lt;br /&gt;
|Residence=Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
|Height=175cm (5'9&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
|Eyes=Black&lt;br /&gt;
|Skin=Rust-speckled pale green&lt;br /&gt;
|Occupation=Freelance sniper&lt;br /&gt;
|Birthdate=July 8, 2164&lt;br /&gt;
|Player=Dread&lt;br /&gt;
|Status=Active&lt;br /&gt;
}} [[Category:Characters]] [[Category:Salarians]]&lt;br /&gt;
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'''WARNING: CHARACTER IS STILL AN UNAPPROVED DRAFT.'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil Nirano is a freelance mercenary seeking to assist the Redrock Agency. In combat, he specialises in sniping, the strategic placement of traps, deployment of non-lethal (and if the situation demands, lethal) toxins, and most of anything else that lets him think before he acts. He can be easily incapacitated by anyone trained in melee combat. That said, he generally prefers to seek means of avoiding combat, as pacifist as a mercenary in the Terminus systems can get away with - which is to say that by the measure of just about anywhere else in the galaxy, he's still quite ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Appearance ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil's crest down to the ridges of his eyes is a speckling of pale green and rust forming no particular pattern, registering a bit more as listless blotches of scarlet from afar than a smooth gradient from rust at the tips to pale olive on his face, although these purported shapes lose their cohesion up close, lost to the visual noise. His eye-ridges and the edges of his sunken cheeks embrace the olive hue almost exclusively, adding only a slight earthy tone that loses itself into the paleness around his lips. The rings around his eyes (red in most of his brethren) are pale to almost the point of soft grey.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When not in armour, Tamil enjoys surprisingly loose-fitting garbs more like [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agbada agbadas], [https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sirwal sirwals] and to top it all off, even [https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keffiyeh keffiyehs]. His choice of clothes also serve to hide the Salarian sunken chest, but feel less limiting than the armour braces that usually do the same job.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He's a bit short for Salarian standards.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== History ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil, generally interested in health and longevity, left Erinle with one of his brothers, Makash, on a broad xenobiological research project, hoping to gather insights from other alien species to improve nutritional technology for Salarians (especially for those on Erinle). The project pursued solutions involving biological augmentations that would be broadly applicable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Makash and Tamil's first larger sub-project was to analyse the Hanar, hoping to engage with them on ''First Land''. Since diplomacy was not their primary scientific focus, they were instead relegated to a station orbiting ''Island Wind'', where they spent several years. They earned their keep with station security (Tamil) and janitorial tasks (Makash).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In a fit of irony, malnutrition from a diet not quite Salarian-optimised eventually caught up with Makash, making him brittle-boned even at young age and nearly killing him when an accident cracked much of his ribcage. Thankfully, Tamil was nearby, could give first aid, and the damage could be rapidly reversed by station medics.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil corrected for the deficiency in his own diet and avoided any similar fate. Makash, however, left Island Wind after his recovery, supposedly disillusioned by their alleged local (lack of) progress. (Tamil has always found the timing suspicious, but admits ''&amp;quot;afraid of it happening again&amp;quot;'' couldn't really be Makash's motivation, either. He eventually came to assume the accident may not have been quite as accidental and someone wanted Makash off the station, for reasons Tamil can only guess.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
During his time at Island Wind, Tamil managed to have enough contact with Hanar religious beliefs to kindle his curiosity. Respectfully probing between the lines, he discovered that certain Hanar believed in a few purported ''cosmological geometries'' relating to the locations of Prothean artefacts, described just precisely enough to catch Tamil's interest and vaguely enough to make the matter difficult. He also learnt that the Protheans purportedly solved the problems of ageing that Salarians never managed to conquer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil initially dismissed the matter as mere religious waffling, but has since come to believe there may be a scientific basis to it. When he was 19, he left Island Wind in search for this knowledge, following the guidance of the Hanar cult's 'geometries' to search in areas of the galaxy where Prothean artefacts might yet lay undiscovered.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His search has brought him back into the Terminus systems; specifically, he believes that the systems clustered around ''The Phoenix Massing'' relay might yield the results he seeks. It's this quest that has brought him to Aite, although he didn't choose the planet with any particular confidence. Instead, he's simply hoping to score a job that will either let him earn enough to let him travel the systems in an appropriately generous chunk of free time... or simply a job that in itself leads to much travelling that might permit him to explore a little on the side.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Motivations ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;blockquote&amp;gt;''&amp;quot;Death is the stealer of minds and breaker of the tightest personal bonds. It's indiscriminate, crude, ruthless, and above all unnecessary. Not all things in nature die of old age, but the more complex the creature, the less likely that it can escape the creeping decline that leads to death. Statistics. We've known it's statistics for so long. We manage the symptoms, rewrite the worst offending genes, but at the end of the day, it's all too fundamental. The evolutionary fitness of the remaining genes is sound - statistics, more statistics, impersonal, unreasonable. The individual falters for the successful perpetuation of the foul gene. The gene cares not if the benefit it grants to its own survival burns your life like a candle. 'Procreate successfully and then and only then die horribly!'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''A 'natural' death is evolution's indifferent afterthought. Ageing is a blight upon this galaxy, single-handedly dwarfing all other sources of suffering and pain, yet so rarely acknowledged.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''And as you nod, yet still you wonder - what does a Salarian know about ageing? We die quickly; we don't spend years shuffling about as barely animated, desiccated corpses, what could we possibly know about the pain of gradual deterioration? But we have it all the same. We have more than enough of it to lament it, and recognise its horrors. Science has already brought us far; we've optimised what we could, and yet we still die, die and die.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''I'm willing to barter with death, for a while. Adding a decade to our lifespans brought us space travel. Prise another decade out of death's skeletal clutches and it might let us do away with the bartering altogether.&amp;quot;''&amp;lt;/blockquote&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil's primary motivation in life is to seek a cure for ageing and death, not necessarily in that order. He's not the first Salarian to go on the journey, but perhaps the first to seek it in a rather unusual way - on the trail of what he believes certain Hanar tales of Promethean technology says, he's searching for a specific Prothean artefact he believes must lie somewhere in the Terminus systems, supposedly capable of repairing a form of cell damage that Salarian scientists have found no way around.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While his motivation is primarily the longevity of his own species - whom he considers generally intellectually superior to all other races (entirely independent of any thoughts he may have on his personal intellect, which varies from 'worthless' to 'brightest light in the room' depending on mood) and thus most likely to benefit from the technology, not to mention the 'rightful' species to first triumph over ageing and death - he finds ('natural') death and ageing deplorable in general and would like to solve the problem for the galaxy as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He's not oblivious to the problems that would come with an end to death, but considers them surmountable, quite despite the overpopulation (and intertwined military) scare the Krogan uplift initial brought with it - or perhaps especially because of it, given technology yielded a solution to that problem. That the solution was non-consensual only 'bothers' him to the degree strictly necessary for polite society.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Skills ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Medicine ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Given his theoretical background in xenobiology, Tamil is a decent medic, although he would certainly rather medical tasks were done by someone whose training had fully focused on medicine. He can do an acceptable job in a pinch, though, especially useful for first aid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Weapons ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tamil used to deal with small arms while earning his keep as security on the Island Wind orbital station. In returning to the Terminus systems, a very ''peculiar'' brand of paranoia led him to invest in sniper weapons - he's certain that if his enemies are aware of him, he has little chance of defending himself, much more comfortable by learning to strategically take them out from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That said, owing to his general distaste of death and suffering, Tamil is not at all violent. While he regularly trains his sniping ability, he has yet had any need to use it and he prefers to keep it that way. While that may seem at odds with his freelance work, he's found that even situations where weaponry is ''necessary'', it is rarely ''used'', serving more as a deterrent and a means to level the playing field than to kill.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If possible, he prefers to incapacitate people rather than dispatch them outright. His moral convictions aren't quite so strong as to stop him from pulling the trigger, though; he's accepted that death is part of the current status quo, and with millions dying every day, one more corpse doesn't make a huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Equipment ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Weapons ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* a Naginata sniper rifle, although he would happily take something with better accuracy.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Dread</name></author>
		
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