Name: Drogan
Age: 90 but looks at least in his twenties
Species: Genetically modified human
Abilities: Cloaking device, bio scan, plasma grenade, heavy sniper shot.
Gender: Male
Personality: Cold, calculating, dedicated servant of the God Emperor, can be kind to those who take their time to understand him.
Appearance: Without combat armour, Drogan wears pure blackrobes of the Vindicare assassins which are similar to a kimono. His combat armour varies between two types (one of which is shown above), the first being the heavy plating for long lasting combat. The second designed specifically for moving quickly from target to target.
Weapons: Toxin coated short-sword, heavy laser sniper rifle and laser pistol.
Sexuality: Straight
Single/taken: Technically divorced
Past: Drogan was born on an island declared lost by all world governments, ever since then the inhabitants of the island have become technologically advanced in ways that vastly dwarf every existing piece of technology owned by the governments of the world. Two main groups lead these people, the Grey Knights order of the mountains and the Inquisition of the grand hive city located in the dead centre of the island. Drogan grew up on the streets after eight years of living in an orphanage, during his next two years he had become an excellent stone thrower and had earned a reputation for being able to break another kid or even an adults arm with one throw of a stone and with deadly accuracy. This drew the attention of the inquisitors, the leaders of the military forces of the Inquisition. The Inquisitor that encountered him had made the boy an offer of training to become a squad leader, unfortunately the boy was stupid and declined the offer. The Inquisitor left the boy alone, but before he could leave the boy to his fate in the streets the foolish child threw a stone directly at the Inquisitors head. Obviously being angered by such an action, the Inquisitor ordered several of his personal bodyguards to not only arrest the boy but conscript him into the Vindicare temple. It was there that he trained alone to be the perfect assassin in order to earn his freedom, unfortunately his fate led him to meeting the daughter of the very man he had assaulted eight years earlier. They were unintentionally assigned as teammates in battle and soon became close, closer than the Inquisitor would allow. They soon married two years later and continued their jobs as assassins for another sixty years. He and his beloved wife were at that time considering running away and leaving their lives as assassins behind, unfortunately his father in law disagreed with their wishes and staged an arrest of the well renowned assassin Drogan. He and his wife were ambushed in the streets, they fought off their attackers until Drogan was forced to kill one of their attackers. His wife was speechless towards his actions and told him to leave and never return, as a final gift of her love she granted him both of their Vindicare armour specifically redesigned for him. As heartbreaking as it was, Drogan accepted her actions and took the suits. He quickly packed what he could and left, his now ex wife no longer looking at him. He has spent the last twelve years moving around the world as a hireable assassin or bodyguard, never losing his faith to the God Emperor or his former wife.
