Zahiruddin Babur

Storm trooper from Tallarn. Cocoky, boastful, good at his job.

Description:

Weapon Skill: 20 + 10 + 0 = 30
Ballistic Skill: 20 + 20 + 0 = 40
Strength: 20 + 15 + 0 = 35
Toughness: 20 + 15 + 5 = 40 (5 from Storm Trooper)
Agility: 20 + 10 + 3 = 33 (
3 from Regiment)
Intelligence: 20 + 10 + 0 = 30
Perception: 20 + 10 + 3 = 33 (3 from Regiment)
Willpower: 20 + 10 + 3 = 33 (
3 from Regiment)
Fellowship: 20 + 0 – 3 = 20 (-3 from Regiment) (+3 CLO medal of fellowship)

Wounds 15
Fate Points 2

Apptitudes
Agility, Ballistic Skill, Fieldcraft, Offence, Toughness, Weapon skill

Skills
Common Lore (Imperial Creed, Imperium)
Scholastic Lore (Tactica Imperialis)
Linguistics (High Gothic)
Operate (Aeronautica)
Awareness
Dodge
Intimidate
Stealth

Talents
Catfall
Die Hard
Hatred (Mutants)
Rapid Reload
Takedown
Weapon Training (Las, Low-Tech)
Protector
Mighty Shot (+ half BS bonus to damage)
Rapid Reload (Half reload speed)

Kit
1 M36 Lasgun
4 Charge Packs
1 Suit of Imperial Guard flak amor
1 Respirator
1 Grav-Chute
2 Frag Grenades
2 Smoke Grenades
1 Micro-Bead
1 Photo-Visor
1 Grapnel
1 Survival Suit
1 Chrono
1 Dress Uniform
1 Set of Poor Weather Gear
1 Knife
1 Ruck Sack
1 Set of Basic Tools
1 Mess Kit
1 Canteen
1 Blanket
1 Sleeping Bag
1 Rechargeable lamp pack
1 Grooming Kit
1 Set of ID tags
1 Munitorium Manual
2 weeks worth of Rations
1 Good Craftmanship Hot-Shot Lasgun
1 Good Craftmanship Carapace Armor (Chameleoline)

Gear on Hand:
2 weeks worth of Rations
1 Good Craftmanship Hot-Shot Lasgun
1 Good Craftmanship Carapace Armor (Chameleoline)
1 Rechargeable lamp pack
1 Set of Poor Weather Gear
1 Knife
1 Ruck Sack
1 Set of Basic Tools
1 Mess Kit
1 Canteen
2 Frag Grenades
2 Smoke Grenades
1 Micro-Bead
1 Photo-Visor
1 Grapnel
1 Survival Suit
1 Chrono
1 Respirator
Charge pack for Hell gun.

XP:
300 starting Xp
-300 Spent on Protector
-600xp on Mighty shot and rapid reload

+450 xp for 7/14/2012

Bio:

Zahiruddin Babur or “Babe” as he has been called off world is the pinnacle of health, fitness, and combat experience. And worst of all he knows it. He takes every opportunity that arises to show off how skilled he is in the arts of war. Above all he likes to regale anyone who will listen with tales of his exploits and adventures. Everyone wants to hit him for how much a of a feth head he is, but it is hard to hate him when he sets to work.

He stands at 5’8", with an olive complexion common to his old world. Two beady black eyes stand out adjacent to his olive skin. He may not be as pretty and model like as the rest of his regiment, but he holds an exotic and rugged quality that women tend to find quite endearing. Though not usual kit for his current regiment, he tends to wear a scarf around his neck that can quickly be tied up to shield his face in case of sand storms.

Early Life: Babe was born a prince to a large tribe renowned for its insurgent prowess on the planet of the Tallarn Desert raiders. His father, and his ancestors before him all renowned war heroes from wars of the past. To earn his status as a man, and a warrior of the clan he (and all other young men) was forced to fight his teacher in the ways of war, in this case his uncle who was a very highly decorated war hero of hundreds of major wars. Each student taking the test is allowed to pick any one weapon. His uncle chose his favored instrument, a spear. Babe, even at a young age, was known to boast and brag about his prowess to anyone who would listen. One of his fellow students, who was fed up with his cockiness, dared him to take his initiation test with no weapons. Babe complied without hesitation, becoming the first to choose no weapons. If he succeeded he would also become the youngest boy to take this initiation since his great grandfather.

Babe bested his uncle by cunning use of the desert sands. He lead his uncle on a hunt through the desert for hours. He would harass and ambush his uncle when least expected. In the final bout he erupted from the sand, throwing himself at his uncle and blinding him with sand. He quickly subdued his opponent and defeated him with barely a scratch to himself.

Luckily, or unluckily depending on how you look at it, a representative happened to be in his village from the Schola progenium. He heard stories of this boy of only twelve years old besting one of the best warriors in the land, a man he had personally served with. In a matter of days a contract was struck with his father, and Babe was on his way to train as one of the Imperial Guard’s finest storm troopers.

Training: Like all Storm Troopers of the Schola Progenium his training was hard, endless, and held a very high drop out rate. Babe finished in the top of his class on every training exercise and every pt test. He particularly excelled in small unit tactics and covert and direct actions.

Assignment to the Clieo drop troops: While renowned for their hit and run and guerrilla tactics, the regiment prides itself on improving on their tactics. The regiment put in an official request to have Babe transferred to their unit as a leader and combat adviser after an Imperial war scribe wrote a tale of Babe and a squad of ten of his comrades breaking the siege of Allebic hive. They felt he would be right at home with his new regiment and they looked forward to his expertise and guidance.

Allebic Hive: This hive had been under siege for seven months when Babe and his squad had arrived as reinforcements. He and his men dropped behind enemy lines and worked their way to the enemy commander’s central command. Babe single handedly slew three sentries before an alarm could be sounded. He and his two closest friends disguised themselves as the sentries and worked their way into the Command HQ. Inside they found a traitor imperial guard general and a Word Bearer space marine. Babe quickly dropped the traitor general with a hell gun round to the face. He and his men lead the traitor astartes on a three day hunt. On the first two days he and his squad had killed all their hunters aside from the Astartes. On the third day, all but Babe and his closest friend Patyium were slain. The space marine had cornered them in a quarry. The battle that raged became the stuff of legend. Babe and Patyium lured the Astartes into a tight mine shaft. They assaulted him at an intersection and slew the space marine with well aimed las rounds, and finally a hidden demolition charge. The cave in killed Patyium and pinned the astartes under tons of earth. Babe removed the head of the astartes while it was still alive. The head remains in a trophy room in the Schola Progenium.

Attitude: A quick glance through Babe’s official Imperial Guard records reads like a guide on how to win medals and recognition, a fact he does not seem to forget. While respectful of other’s skills in their field, Babe feels there is no better soldier in the entire Guard. He has an overt hatred for paper pushers, officers, and the bureaucratic nature of logistics. One of his previous CO’s once wrote in his permanent records that “Babe is an incorrigible braggart who’s ego is too large to fit in a razorback troop transport. However, given a task Babe will ruthlessly and relentlessly complete his mission no matter the danger or risk involved. Once he is set upon a goal only his complete and utter obliteration would stop him from accomplishing it.”

Overall Babe is a fantastic warrior who is living up his own hero status and larger than life persona. It is best for a commander to keep him focused on a mission or battle strategy, and it is highly recommended to keep him away from married women and officer’s daughter, as he as a fond love for the female form.

Zahiruddin Babur

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