Gaz

Gaz était assis là et attendait quelques accessoires pour atterrir la nacelle, seulement pour obtenir l'homme goblin a donné Gaz une forme de louange en le tapotant sur le dos. Soudain, la femme Qari se mit à aboyer les ordres sur eux de nouveau, puisque personne d'autre ne s'en chargeait, c'était elle qui les conduisait et les commandait à l'extérieur de la nacelle après s'être enflammée dans leurs costumes EVA avant qu'ils ne se transforment en boule de feu. Une fois à l'extérieur Gaz a essayé d'utiliser à la gravité aussi vite qu'il le pouvait pendant que l'IA, Feynmen, a commencé à lister toutes les choses qui pourraient les tuer en dehors de l'autre, et il n'a pas énuméré apex." Hé, FeyFey." Gaz a appelé l'IA." Énumérer les humains comme le prédateur de l'Apex." Il a plaisanté avant d'entendre la nacelle exploser derrière eux au loin.
De nulle part, FeyFey leur a alors dit qu'il y avait une tempête de sable entrante, sa réponse à cela était seulement." Si seulement nous avions un peu de Darude à écouter en ce moment pour courir cette chose." Comme on leur a dit qu'il ne leur faudrait que deux heures pour atteindre l'usine minière et que la tempête de sable n'était qu'à trois heures d'ici. Il semblait qu'un court voyage vers la colonie minière, une fois qu'ils sont arrivés à la colonie et à l'intérieur, il a pris un moment pour prendre une pause assis sur le sol et puis le Qari a demandé à FeyFey de scanner la place de haut en bas leur disant qu'ils ne pourraient pas être seuls, en entendant que Gaz a sorti ses armes préférées, en gardant ses doigts hors de la gâchette et à côté des barils.
Au moment même où on leur a dit qu'une seule forme de vie était dans la station, Gaz s'est reposé le dos sur le mur et était sur le point de le dire."Eh bien, je prends un-" Avant qu'il puisse finir, Irisa lui a dit et Odd, le fantôme à l'air blanc complet pour aller voir ce que c'était dans la chambre de cryo, Gaz vient de se lever avant de dire." Ou je peux aller me faire foutre. Très bien." Il s'est craqué le dos avant de regarder la femme Qari dire." Vous savez, ce serait vraiment bien si vous disiez s'il vous plaît, merci, et bon travail quand les gens font des choses dame." Il l'a regardée. Revenir à Odd."  Bon, allons voir ce que c'est. " Il remarqua alors son fusil et tendit les mains devant lui. » Va d'abord, je serai derrière toi."
Halions

Homeworld:Hale

Homeworld
Location:Atlus system/Xen sector
Climate:Average Daytime Surface Temperature, 87°F/16°C. Average night -10°C
Biomes: Vast deserts with golden sand and mountains dotted across the landscape and several cities stretched across the planet.
Wild life:

Jakes: Scattered across the golden sands of Hale are packs of Jakes, they are Jackal like animals that roam in packs and are extremely aggressive to both offworlders and Halions alike, they have the intelligence of a terran wolf, they usually claim small oasis around the planet as their own and don't accept visitors unless they are members of their pack. If captured they can be domesticated and trained to be considered war hounds due to their sheer size of 3 ft 8 in on all four legs.

Cliff Chasers: Taurtic creatures that live within the mountains, they prefer to stay secluded and away from most other creatures, they can be very territorial and somewhat aggressive towards any living being that's not one of their own kind. Their intelligence is unknown, but they do use crude spears, sling shots, and badly put together firearms, they tower over most bipedal races at the tall height of 7ft or even 9ft, most of them are estimated to weigh from 840lbs to over 2,000 lbs. With their taurtic lower half, they easily scale up mountains and chase down their prey.


Appearance
Due to their creator's attempts to make humans, Halions from afar, look almost exactly the same as humans, but with many differences when seen up close. Most Halion adults average at the height of six feet or six foot and five inches for both genders, one of the first things many other races notice of them are the black scalara of a Halions eyes and the golden color of their iris, that glow a bright color when in darker enviroments. Most members of their race have a stocky build dude to their militaristic government's mandatory training regiments and the fighting of local wildlife or aliens that attack their planet.
Physiology
Due to the harsh environment of their planet, most, if not all Halions can survive on planets that have harsher environments than most others could, and do it with ease. Their forms are usually stocky and even bulkier with power armor, even without physical protection, Halions have thick protective skin across their body, while it won't stop a bullet from killing them, it does protect them from light cuts, scrapes or contusions. Over the years of eating other alien races, their people have slowly strengthened the acid in their stomachs to digest almost any alien that doesn't have poisonous skin.
But even with their almost invincible physiology, the Halions suffer from a short life span ending in their early forties with some females living to their fifties or sixties. One of the things that make the Halions a deadly and feared race is their beserker like anger, that makes them ignore physical pain caused to them, but it also makes them throw rationality and logic out of the window in order to sate their anger in the moment, while most of their people can get angry only some truly know how to use it to its fullest. Probably one of the things that most other races do not know about is their enhanced smelling, like a bloodhound they can pick up on smells that most others with weaker noses would never know of, but it comes with the downside of picking up scents or smells that could harm them such as poisonous gasses or bad smells that don't agree with them.
While most see their race as almost unstoppable, they have a couple forms of weaknesses, one of the most common is their hair and eyes glowing when they stand in direct moonlight making their heads clear targets to enemies.
History

Unlike most other races that were created through evolution, the Halions were made through several generations of mix breeding, one of the races probably being humans due to their looks. Once their creators had the perfect breed, they used the Halions as front line planet defenders against hostile alien forces and they were soon used to take control of the entire planet killing most other aliens that made their planet home beside local fauna, and for a while it worked for them. Their genetic creations fought for them being supplied by their creators and taken care of, but when peace began to flourish the Halions slowly began to feel irritable, the lack of combat began to make them question their leaders and creators that made them to only live for such a short time.
It didn't take long for the Halions to turn against their creators when their questions were ignored or explained away as something they shouldn't think about. The creators didn't last longer than seven hours against the Halions, they were dragged out of their homes and swiftly executed, government leaders were killed as they attempted to flee the planet and new leaders were put into power, leaders that would give the people what they wanted. Slowly they began learning and using their creator's technology to better themselves and learn space travel and once they did it the entire galaxy knew it, they created massive ships housed with dozens upon dozens of warriors the first neighboring planets that they attacked provided little challenge to them, it was only when they moved further into the core worlds when a real challenge shown it's self.
Humans and Qari provided a long on going war with them that sated many of their warriors after battles leading them to see the two races as great opponents as they fought both races for nearly a year with long bloody battles whenever they would encounter the two races in their home systems or colonies or even in space and allowing their opposition to escape before they could completely wipe out the squad or teams. After their debut to the two races, the Halions spread out around the galaxy fighting more obscure races and moving on from killing them on the spot to imprisoning weaker aliens and forcing them into hard labor. As odd as it may seem, the Halions fell back to their system with prisoners and haven't really been spotted fighting for a couple years after they showed up with almost relentless brutality. They slowly worked on "Re-educating" prisoners and aliens that submitted to them, due to the vast number of prisoners and aliens that submitted to them, they were forced to pull back and deal "Re-education" first before they would continue their warpath on the galaxy.
Religion

Halions believe in three or one of the nameless gods.
The first is the god of wisdom and intelligence. The most known and less cared about by a majority of their kind due to the fact that many believe that they do not really need wisdom or intelligence in order to fight someone, it's a pretty straight forward god to believe in, they accept all knowledge even if the knowledge could be wrong or if it's vague.
The second is the god of Battle and destruction. The well known and most praised of the three due to the majority of the Halions love of combat and destruction, like the first this god is mostly straightforward. Crush your enemies whenever or where ever they stand, fight every battle as if it's your last, and only show mercy to enemies that you respect.
The third is the god of death and reincarnation. The only god that is probably misinterpreted the most, unlike the first two the god of death and reincarnation is a god that was believed by the creators and the Halions that praise and pray to the god, do it for the wrong reasons. They pray to them to make sure they or their enemies are reincarnated stronger the next time they meet, to them death is like an injury that they will recover from in time.

Culture
Being a culture of militaristic warriors, the Halions have a love of war of combat seeing fighting and or training as the ultimate past time for most of their race, with their daily morning routine being several exercises before doing anything else. One of the many things that Halions pride themselves on is their power armor something they claim are second to none and to be their second skin, the suits usually look bulky for extra protection for most ground troopers while spies, scouts, and officers have a thinner, sleeker, and more customized look to their armor.
On the home world and some planets close to it, Halions engage in open polyamorous relationships, but also have a form of marriage among their people, it's called The Oath, it's a series of trials involving pain, teamwork, and sacrifice, once finished, the couple would both present each other with a weapon that they must construct with their own two hands, when both are given their weapons they both must take an Oath to be loyal to one another and to never lose or break their weapon or their Oaths will be considered weak or easy to be misplaced.
Before aliens would submit to them, art was one of the many things Halions cared the least about, but when aliens began to produce art and dance, they slowly embraced art such as paintings and statues, creating paintings and statues of their most well known Generals. Public works of art such as statues or hologram displays are made to be pleasing to the eye, but also have a form of usefulness, such as telling the time of day or giving simple directions to stores many wouldn't find.
Even though their people have firearms, some of which are almost small Gatling guns and have their own category of weapon, a good portion of their warriors prefer to use metallic similar to arming swords or energy blades, the reason of their use is due to their berserk ability making them want to crush or break everything around them with their hands, with a sword they don't have to use their hands.
On worlds nearby the home world, the Halions and other locals adopt the customs of other aliens that they see as interesting or as better than theirs, they aren't against change and are willing to better their people in many different ways, one of the many ways they've tried to better themselves is by studying their creator's genetics and other alien genes in order to expand their normal life expectancy.
Government
Their government isn't an empire like Qari or a Federation like the humans. The Halions have a form of Stratocracy letting the government be controlled by a council of Military Generals who create laws and actions for the people under the government, anything that wishes to get turned into a law, a bill, or if some new form of rights were to be made, they would have to be approved by the council of Generals before anything would get done. Generals are often, but not always picked by troopers and some civilians for their wisdom and choices made during their time as former officers, but in order to become a general, they would need to first complete officer training and would have to see some form of combat and given orders to troops under them to show that they wouldn't be a hindrance.


Name
Quiinn "Quinn" Alta Mazz



Age
19
Species
Halion
Profession
Security/Zerker
Personality
Like her mentor, Quinn tries to do her best to come off calm, cool, and stoic, but struggles trying to do it and let her emotions out instead of controlling most of the time. Staying true to her people, she loves fighting and getting angry, well not really just the getting angry part the feeling after breaking a number of objects or crushing her enemies completely. One of Quinn's many wants is to become a weapons master and know how to use every piece of weaponry in the galaxy even if she dies attempting to do it, in hand of the weapons master wanting, she also wishes to have sort of an ark for weapons, two of each weapon, firearm, sword, bombs, if it kills then she'll want it.
Quinn doesn't understand the concept of wanting peace, just as most of her people, she revels in the chaos of battle, enjoying the almost deafening sound of explosions, the ringing in her ears, the sounds of gunfire, the spilling of alien blood on the ground, the fact that she could destroy something beautiful in a blinding rage. Silence is one of the many things Quinn hates the most, it makes her irritable and angry with her complaining that it's eating away at her.

Biography
Born on the Halion home world, as a child Quinn worked as a tank operator learning the ins and outs of heavily armored vehicles, once she hit puberty, she was told she would need to fight in front line combat due to her new gained height and weight. She underwent the intense training and went on a strict diet of foods, once her training was complete she was a only seventeen ready to see combat off world. In her first ever battle, the strike team, she was a part of were ordered to retreat against a group of Humans and Qari working together on a colony planet, the strike team leader ignored the orders along with the rest of the team and wiped out the entire colony leaving only ruins and burned bruised bodies.
When they returned to the general that gave them the order to retreat, they were told that they would be discharged for not following orders and wiping out an entire colony instead of taking prisoners. Their fire team leader went against the general and told them they were weak, retreating would be cowardly and the colonist attacked first, after the tongue lashing, Quinn stayed with her fire team leader who later became her mentor trying to teach her how to control her rage and use it as a weapon against their enemies. While learning under him, the two found themselves working security on Faren V, using brutal intimidation to scare off and crush pirates and other enemies alike with no mercy, when they were launched out of escape pods, her mentor disappeared and ever since her pod slammed into the planet she couldn't find him.

Equipment


-It's a sword, it's used for stabbing, slashing, and impaling enemies to death, nothing else really needs to be said.



-Jump pack, it's like those cool lookin Jetpacks, but it's just used to blast people to higher hights, do not confuse with a jet pack is written on the side in crude marker

Relationships
Mentor teacher-Roza Hji

Other
-While enraged she doesn't hesitate with her attacks, even if she's close to allies or non combatants
-She thinks Qari is tasty when cooked and prepared correctly
-She carries around a weatsone to sharpen her blade in her free time and as a way to concentrate and not let silence get to her.
-Quinn knows how to upgrade and how to add components to her power armor