Nadir
Death from Below
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
Intent: Expanding the reach of Nadir with expendable sleeper agents.
Image Credit: [x] & Yours truly
Role: Subterfuge, sabotage, and sedition.
Links: Point Nadirhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/91192-point-nadir/, SA-I Chip, 11th Armoured Division, 191st Clone-Trooper Infantry, 101st Stormtrooper Regiment
Unit Name: The Nameless
Affiliation: Nadirhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/109903-nadir/ [ CSA | FO | GE ]
Classification: Infantry
Equipment: Whatever their faction, battalion, and rank provides.
Availability: Uncommon
Deployment: Limited
Strengths & Weaknesses:
It was me all along: The perfect infiltrators are those who don’t even know it themselves, and such is true for the Nameless. They are the invisible sleeping agents, unaware of the betrayal that slumbers in their skull until they are bidden to act. Bereft of any preconceived designs on treachery, they will be innocuous even to a Force user perusing their mind.
One of the many: As men, women, and aliens serving in their respective armies, they receive the training and equipment typical of whatever regiment, battalion, or company they belong to. Most of them are rank and file, but every now and then there’s a higher-ranking commissioned officer among them.
Average Jill, average Joe: They are not special forces. Or Forcers, for that matter. The SA-I doesn’t grant them any magical knowledge, additional training, or hitherto nonexistent abilities.
One-hit wonder: Any Nameless activated as a sleeper agent will have outlived their usefulness in nine out of ten cases. Usually because they will be summarily executed for betrayal. It is extremely rare that the culprit isn’t discovered and then punished for their trespass.
The Nameless aren’t a true unit in any sense of the word. They don’t operate with any cohesion – in fact, they aren’t aware of their relation to each other as unwitting agents of a distant syndicate. For most of their lives they serve whomever they call their master, going about their job and lives just like any other soldier. They are unremarkable people almost as a rule, existing in the vast sea of the statistical mean.
When they rise to prominence in anyone’s eyes, it is already too late. Their betrayal comes without preamble, planned by minds other than their own. They are simply pushed into action, living pawns in the galactic game of dejarik. And they are sacrificed just as easily – felled like a series of dominoes.
A thousand tiny treacheries a treason make.