Player: Vega

Character Name: Corvin 'Sirius' Redd

Age: 43

Sex: Male

Species: Timber Wolf

Height & Weight: 6'1 / 195lbs

Social Status: Outer Class

Physical Description:
A natural survivor, Corvin's frame was built to stand up to punishment. Standing six foot one, his body is fairly toned under his leathered pelt. That very pelt, a muted black with the odd grey tufts under his muzzle, cheeks and brow, is kept moderately short under his clothing. While his pelt is short cut, his age grants him the dignity to sport a slightly longer fur upon his head and muzzle. His digi-grade feet and weathered hands also share a slightly more grey fur than usual.

His eyes, having lost them from shrapnel from an IED explosion during the Species Wars, have been replaced with small bionic oculus units that rest just under his brow and outside his orbital bones. While they do improve his vision midly from normal, they still act in the same manner as organic eyes. The inner workings of the ocular units are inside where his eyes would normally be, but on the orbital bone they appear as semi-flat discs, with two micro screw ports connect them to his skull. His fur around his eyes is greyed from the damage left from the shrapnel, scarring only visible on closer examination.

As a protective underskin, he wears a short sleeve and leg bodysuit of flexible plasteel-cermite fibers capable of stopping small-arms fire and small blade penetration. A parting gift from his days in the Wintertide Navy. Its kept fairly well hidden under his clothing.

His usual attire is quite weathered, having roamed through the Midcity and Undercity. Usually wearing a pair of black, heavy weave pants to keep his legs warm. His ankles and feet are wrapped in a highly protective weave of silken-kevlar, mostly due to the dangers of combat and travel. A small line of pouches line his lower back which he carries whatever medicines and supplies he can find.

His upper body is slightly more intricate, wearing a medium weave dark red long sleeve shirt which he rolls up from time to time. Overtop, he wears a charcoal-toned collared overcoat, zipping up off center on the left under a flap and finally clasping just under his collar bone. The coats length is slightly interesting as it stops just below the knee, however the length only covers his right thigh around to his right buttock, being waist length from the left buttock to thigh. His left thigh usually left open for his sidearm holster and clips whenever its needed. The coat itself is a dull dark brown with pockets inside, mostly to carry his cigarettes, a flask and whatever else he needs to hold onto.

Background:
A veteran of the Species Wars, Corvin was born 12 B-ECE (or Before Einheit City Era) aboard the Wintertide Strike Cruiser 'Howling Wind'. He was born into a military family, the nature of which meant that they went from province to province, having no permanent residence to which to make friends aside from the few children and fellow officers onboard. His father, being the chief tactical officer, desired his son's future to be by his side on the Howling Wind, and so it was only natural that upon arriving at Port Wintertide he was enrolled at Swift Naval Academy. He graduated Swift with proficiencies in Marksmanship, Tactics and Survival in 4 ECE, however he was assigned to the skyship Frigate 'Grey Fang' as a Shipboard Marine. His service aboard the Howling Wind would have to wait.

Port Wintertide was a wolven colony among many other sister colonies. This particular colony was a minor port-city that would refuel and resupply the travelling fleets to assist their passage across wolven territory. While the Howling Wind was reassigned as a Port Guard vessel, the Grey Fang was commissioned to assist in border defence

It was barely a year later that news of Dr Frey's colony reached the world, and even more shockingly his assassination on the vid-com. The heart machine became a highly sought-after prize in the coming years, however Port Wintertide's only concern became the defense of its people and its duty to the fleets. They were an independant people, believing in each members choice to carve out their own path. It was only natural that hybrid families began to surface amongst their province.

General perception and acceptance of this was split down the middle, but Lone Wolf Philosophy ensured that all were guaranteed their own choices. Even if it meant self imposed exile.

Corvin became a rather adept soldier, fending off boarding actions and making tactical assaults against aggressor nations. Regrettably, one such assault involved an IED placed in advance to their unit. The explosion caused the loss of his eyes, which were quickly replaced with IC-12 Bionic Eyes. By 26 ECE His exceptional tactical expertise and covert assault capabilities let him rise to the rank of Lieutenant Commander.

In 27 ECE, the report of a major assault on Port Wintertide reached the Grey Fang. While the assault was repelled, it was not without casualty. 2 Assault Frigates, a Fang Carrier and one Strike Cruiser. The Howling Wind, valiantly sinking nearly half of the aggressor capital ships, finally succumbed to withering fire. Her fusion core breached in the final moments of the battle. Haubun Redd, for masterful tactical maneuvers and strikes in defense of the Pack, was posthumously promoted to Captain. Father and mother, friends and family died aboard the vessel, leaving Corvin all alone.

Word of her demise and the loss of his parents struck him heavily. As per Navy guidelines for serving families, Corvin was allowed leave of the Navy and in 27 ECE was honorably discharged for exemplary service in abroad.

Corvin, heartbroken by the loss of his family, could take no more of war. He headed to Einheit, hearing of peace and refuge from the cold of war. In 29 ECE, Operation Boreas wiped away all the colonies. He now was truly alone, the chance of survival highly grim for his people. As an Outter Class citizen, its not uncommon for him to come across some of his people that sought refuge as well, but it would be some time and two years and a lot of soul searching before he would come to his own again.

31 ECE. Corvin now travels Midcity and Undercity, occasionally staying in an inn as he roams. Known only as Sirius by those that do not truly know him, he takes the occasional job for credits. He will occasionally take a bodyguard role or shadow someone should the pay be right. He has a place of his own, but true to the Lone Wolf Philosophy he walks. The only way out of his pain would be within.

Personality:
Corvin Redd is a troubled soul still searching for peace. He has no quarrel with Outer or Uniclass citizens and generally keeps to himself, spare for what little true friends he can come across along the way.

This should not be taken as weakness, as his mind is remarkably sharp. His tactical prowess and naval training keeps him out of harms way and makes for a venerable and worthy combatant, while his survival abilities allow him to stay hidden and alive in the most extreme situations.

He can be likened to a soft hearted individual at times, but his gruff exterior is like a fortress wall, ensuring that he would not be hurt again by the loss of a friend or loved one. Such is the mind of a mourner, but he is coming around as each day goes by.

While in rare situations will he drink to excess he usually drinks a hard vodka in moderation to dull the pain, explaining the smell of liquor on his breath at times. It is not unlikely that he is sober however, as there are days to drink and days to see clearly.

Weapons/Equipment:
PF-5 Modular Pistol - Standard issue semi-automatic pistol of the Wintertide Navy, it carries 12 rounds for semi-automatic fire. Its usually kept hidden with at home with his thigh holster and spare clips.

Canine - Wintertide issue, this knife is designed as an extension of the users arm. Chiefly used as a combat knife, it is kept on his right thigh hidden under his coat.

Rebreather - Acts as an over the muzzle air heater for extremely cold nights, it can be used to protect against malignent elements in the air for a short time.

PDA and Microcable - Mostly to record his thoughts and journals.

Misc Info:
-Corvin is no fool and will not carry any firearms or illegal weaponry into Midcity or anywhere that's heavily patrolled. In most circumstances it is well hidden until needed.

-Corvin is a troubled soul still searching for peace, generally sticking to local inns and pubs. You can try to get through his defenses but he generally will try to keep you at distance. Attachment has its positives, but the negatives are what hurt him most.

-With his naval training and experience, he is very capable in hand to hand combat, capable of improvising with whatever tool he can get his hands on. He is also known to be a southpaw with pistols when absolute precision is required.