Character Dylan Marsek

[Dylan Marsek]

T H E . M E R C E N A R Y ​

. N A M E	Dylan Marsek​
. S P E C I E S	Human​
. F A C T I O N	Hex Incorporated | Hellion Private Military Organization​
. R A N K	Mercenary | Operator​
. A G E	21 g.s.y​
. SEX	Male​
. H E I G H T	2.05m​
. B L O O D . T Y P E	0 Rh+​
. W E I G H T	81kg​
. F O R C E	N/A [Untested]​
. V O I C E . | . A R T	Xavier Samuel​

H I S T O R Y

Born into a loving family in Shola, Dylan spent most of his time after school helping his dad maintain the plot of land they grew crops on to make a living. Although he loved his folks, he couldn’t stand the idea of spending his life in that backwater of a planet looking after crops and a farm. Every trip to the cantina with his old man to meet and negotiate with their seed suppliers and other vendors they’d make business to run the farm, he would always be more interested in the spacers engaged in conversations with one another, passing around their experiences and telling stories of bizarre adventures and encounters they’ve had in all parts of the galaxy.

Wanting to see the galaxy with his own eyes, to meet new people he could call a friend, make connections with them, and just generally wanting to leave behind Shola, the kid had set it into his mind as he was well into his teens that he’d do all of this, and started saving up money for starters.

He had it planned out in his mind. He would try his luck at being a mercenary.

He had grown a liking to shooting with his old man’s almost antiquated cyclic rifle. Shooting vermin scurrying around and about the crops from the roof of their house was a fun way of passing the time for the young lad. He thought of putting that ability to use, even though he didn’t really find it in himself to be a killer for hire, knowing what sort of jobs mercenaries took up. He had no issues killing a vermin or another animal, but another sentient being?

That’s why he decided to prioritize finding jobs that’d be about protecting company grounds of the organization he’d be hired for extra security, jobs that’d wouldn’t really place him in harm's way, where he assumed he would not be forced to shoot and kill someone, unless it was a matter of “you or them” scenario.

Having bought the weapons and gear he found necessary to do work with, the young man said his goodbyes to his folks at the spaceport, departing from the backwater planet he called home maybe once and for all, never to return back.

Eventually finding the gigs he sought after in times he was down on his luck and last credit to spare, the young lad joined up with a small group of mercenaries for a job through a stroke of luck. Most of the mercs in the bunch were far more experienced than him. Successfully protecting company grounds from activists and corporate espionage from their rival corporations for a little over a year, their contract eventually reached its end without any noteworthy incidents, aside from a bunch of instances where they had to “escort” out environmentalists that somehow found their way through the perimeter fences.

With their contract coming to an end the crew wasted no time looking for another gig. Having left good impressions with their most recent employers, they found themselves referenced to Hex Incorporated. Having extended an offer they could not easily refuse after getting in touch with their security firm, the Hellions, the crew joined up.

Passing security background checks and reaching satisfactory results during the qualification challenge for the organization, the kid quickly found himself issued new -and far better weapons, gear and equipment, and actual training.

Now, for better or worse for the young lad, the life of a proper mercenary awaited him, having signed his contract with the Hellions and Hex Incorporated, entering their service.

M I S C E L L A N E O U S

RELATIONSHIPS:

• Carlfred Marsek: Father
• Esmeeri Marsek: Mother
• Skif: Squad Leader, Father Figure
• Aiden Woltem: Squad Tech Specialist, Best Friend, Brother-In-Arms
• Kyllen 'Tower' Hendrix: Squad Heavy Weapons Specialist, Brother-In-Arms
• Braxton Holst : Boss
• Alina Tremiru : Major Client
• TBA:

BELONGINGS:

• 1x Type 68 Personal Protection Kit
• 1x Type 60 Assault Rifle
• 1x M.I. Model 7 Shotgun
• 1x M.I. Model 32 Multiple Grenade Launcher
• 1x Type 59 Service Pistol
• 1x Hellion Standard Issue 8” Vibro-knife
• 1x Dogtags
• 1x Hellion Standard Issue Assault Pack
• Detpacks, Door Breaking Charges, Flex-5 Detonite Tapes, Laser Trip Mines and Land Mines for days!
• Flash Grenades and Thermal Detonators
• 1x Individual First Aid Kit
• 1x EOD Tool Kit
• 1x Hand Held Explosive Sensor
• 1x Armor Maintenance Kit
• 1x Personal Datapad
• 1x Hellion Standard Issue 24hr Ration Pack
• 2x Hellion Standard Issue Water Canteen [Topped Off w/Purified Water]

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Dylan’s naive, sympathetic and a bit of a banterer; although not often does he cracks jokes, especially when he’d come under fire, his banter and sense of humor is more of a defensive mechanism when faced with a particularly stressful situation, shrugging things off with the help of a quip or two.

Although his line of work more often than not demands one to be ruthless and unmerciful at times to get the job done, he has not lost his ability to sympathize and is not desensitized yet. Whether this would see him get killed somewhere in his career or not, only time will tell.

A B I L I T I E S

• Trained operator.
• Trained Explosive Ordnance Controller.
• Natural talent for shooting.
• Trained in the fundamentals of first aid.
• Trained in survival both in urban environments and in the wild.
• Novice pilot.
• Novice driver.

S T R E N G T H S . / . W E A K N E S S E S

S T R E N G T H S:

• Trained Operative: Having graduated from the Hellion Training Program after being accepted among their ranks, the young mercenary’s skills and level of training have been brought up to Hellion Private Military Organization standards.
• Good Shot: The kid’s got a natural talent for shooting. It has only been improved through frequent training, drills and live fire exercises.
• Fast Learner: He’s got a quick mind. Only needs something to be shown how a thing he doesn’t know how to do once for the most part, and he’s got it.
• Fast & Agile: Having lived a rural life and spent most of his spare time outdoors either tending the farm or out exploring the wild on a jog, his healthy and physically active way of life kept him in great shape.
• Handyman: Helping his dad repair or maintain the farming equipment they’ve had every now and then, he’s learned a thing or two from just watching his old man, as well as applying said knowledge into practice. Give him a toolbox and some time and he can fix a variety of machinery.

W E A K N E S S E S:

• Melee: Although his melee skills are within the desired standards of the Hellion PMC’s, a more experienced and better trained opponent can have an advantage over the young mercenary.
• Strength: Although certainly not feeble, he’s not strong either. Depending on his opponent’s strength, he could be overpowered by a stronger opponent in a melee confrontation.
• No Combat Experience: Every gig he had taken up until now never saw him come under fire. Although trained to handle himself in a combat scenario, the young mercenary has no form of prior combat experience as of yet. He has yet to see the realities of combat for himself.

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