Noctis Caedo

“No matter where I go, I ensure that his will is never forgotten. Even if I do.”

Profile
Nickname:	Wanderer Of War, The Tainted Soldier, The Mad Hound Of War
Age	28
Species:	Human
Homeworld:	Cadia
Height	6’3
Hair color:	Black
Eye color:	Violet
Arcana:	The Hanged Man
Regiment	Kasrkin
Alignment:	Lawful Neutral
Assignment Ranking	Upsilon
Theme:	Inspired Horizon
FC:	Guts (Berserk)
Voice Claim:	Liam O’Brian

Story

On a world lost in the inferno that consumed a galaxy that knew only war, a trooper found himself facing the forces of the ruinous powers, his squadron consumed in the blood drunk hordes, alone, but filled with a cold fury.The soldier was born on the world of Cadia, trained to become one of the many brave men and women that stood against the darkness that threatened humanity, his unflinching determination in the face of sheer devastation saw him be rewarded with even more of it.Service was his lifeblood and duty was his sole motivation.And it was on this world that he was born, died, and reborn again. . .Ash Delland, Veteran Kasrkin of the 13th Regiment fell in the line of duty, in the shadow of the crumbling world that he was born on.Noctis Caedo’s eyes opened to the pile of corpses that surrounded him that were once his friends, having realized something about himself in this moment.The ravenous beasts that were born of the Warp. . . they would not touch him, they wouldn’t dare try to bite their fangs into him. He recalled that his squadron always joked that they felt a ‘bad vibe’ from him, some even keeping their distance from him, but never paying too much attention to it until now. . .His armor blackened and scorched, but his weaponry still intact, he fought his way through the crumbling place that was his home, finding something that would be instrumental to his survival.A towering warrior in all black, laying on a pile of defeated enemies, his sword was chained to his arm, remembering him for a chance meeting that they had in a chapel, finding the warrior kneeling, speaking prayer to the Master of Mankind.It was like looking upon a dead knight from the old tales. . .Desperate and thinking only on that human instinct to survive, he would undo the weapon from the warrior’s wrist and wrap it around his own, tracing his fingers along the engraving of the blade that read ‘IMPERATOR REX’ along with taking a parchment that read off a list of oaths like an ancient text.After that, he would be quick to find himself to the closest escape transport, watching the world that he knew and the life that he once had burn away. . .Since then, he has worked alone as a lone Soldier, stowing away among Imperial Vessels from battlefield to battlefield, hoping to redeem himself and continue to bring honor to the Black Knight that he met.This was the first oath of a lost soldier and hunter of the enemy’s of humanity. . .

Abilities

The Soldier
Hellpistol (Hot-Shot Laspistol)	A hellpistol fires a higher-intensity shot than a laspistol, cauterizing just about any wound it causes and preventing blood from being shed, even going as far as piercing layers of power armor with sustained fire.
Hellgun (Ryza-pattern Hot-shot Lasgun)	Accompanied by the Hotshot Laser Power Pack, enhancing the effectiveness his weapon becomes capable enough to slice through power armor, personally modifying it to be more effective at a greater range.

The Wanderer
Bane Of The Damned:	Despite his time spent fighting against the dark, Noctis’ will remained unbroken. So strong was it, so true was his loyalty in the face of damnation, that it manifested in the form of an aura that causes the servants of the Dark to have a moment of pause. There are even rumors that those slain by his hand, do not return. In truth, this is his genetic makeup working in his favor, being born as what is known as a Pariah.
Blade Of The Fallen Champion:	An Ingelldina Pattern Power Sword, also known as the ‘Black Sword’ once belonging to a fallen Astartes, dressed in an all consuming black armor that he found on the burning battlefields of a forgotten world, surrounded by a mountain of fallen corpses, chained to the arm of a warrior in all black. In his desperation, Noctis picked it up and has since used it as his own, training and staining it with the blood of his foes. All consuming in color, seemingly adjusting in weight with every battle and training session.

The Wanderer

Bane Of The Damned:

Despite his time spent fighting against the dark, Noctis’ will remained unbroken. So strong was it, so true was his loyalty in the face of damnation, that it manifested in the form of an aura that causes the servants of the Dark to have a moment of pause. There are even rumors that those slain by his hand, do not return. In truth, this is his genetic makeup working in his favor, being born as what is known as a Pariah.

Blade Of The Fallen Champion:

An Ingelldina Pattern Power Sword, also known as the ‘Black Sword’ once belonging to a fallen Astartes, dressed in an all consuming black armor that he found on the burning battlefields of a forgotten world, surrounded by a mountain of fallen corpses, chained to the arm of a warrior in all black. In his desperation, Noctis picked it up and has since used it as his own, training and staining it with the blood of his foes. All consuming in color, seemingly adjusting in weight with every battle and training session.