Name: Podlesch, aka "Podzilla" Race/Gender: male Awoken Class/Subclass: Defender Description (Armor colors, facial features, etc.): tall, finely sculpted muscles and broad shoulders. Long black hair, generally tied back. Yellow unflinching eyes, occasionally piercing, but kind. He masks his perceptive and "worrying" nature with a devil-may-care attitude and sense of humor. A seasoned veteran who has seen more action than the majority of Guardians. Enjoys testing his metal in the Crucible and Iron Banner, as well as gambling. Prefers the Pallus Victorious or Sunsetting shader, depending upon the task at hand. Bio: I remember nothing of my life before resurrection, except one word: Podlesch, which i assume was, is, my name. My close associates (and more than a few enemies) know me as "Podzilla"--a play on my assumed name, my stature, and an obscure reference to a 21st century holo-film star, or something. My right-hand-man, Axisblade-5, came up with the name. He is an Exo I served with in a mercenary brigade during the Reef Wars. After all we have been through, he is the only reason my hide is still intact. His blind loyalty, bravery and knowledge inspire me to be a better man, a better guardian. I am work in progress. Some will tell you I am a pirate and murderer, self-interested and a liar. Others call me a courageous freedom fighter who occasionally dabbles in nefarious deeds for the greater good. This may be wishful thinking on my part. I will tell you that I have sworn to Defend the City's inhabitants to the last man, woman or child, by any means necessary—even if that means abandoning this crumbling monument to the glory of the Golden Age. If there is one thing that post-resurrection existence has taught me, it is that positive intent and the best-laid plans guarantee nothing. A guardian had better have back-up plans B, C, D, and E (at least!) if said guardian wants to see another sunrise. That is why I acquire and smuggle goods to remote, yet strategic locations throughout the Sol System--to establish refugee stations for the survivors of the coming Darkness. We may not know exactly what the Darkness is, or when it will emerge, but it is coming to snuff out our light, Guardian. When it does come for us, the Tower will be our "Alamo", according to Ax. We have managed to recruit a few others to our cause, some meek, a few prominent. We must keep our efforts hidden for the time being, but the clock is ticking. Occasionally, I have dream-like visions of a dark future, but I don't like to talk about that kind of thing. I feel larger forces at work here, plucking at the strings of our lives while we dance to their tune. We owe that dormant floating sphere nothing. In fact, it owes us. Weapons: has a vast armory collected over the course of the last few years, but currently prefers the familiarity of his Answering Chord AR, Telesto FR, and his Void Choleric Dragon SRT-49 RL for the task of pushing back the alien hordes. When venturing into the Crucible, he tends to roll with a Suros Regime AR, Found Verdict SG, and a Void Radagast’s Fury. Armor: a very specific and meticulous set up that focuses on AR attributes, Void class bonuses, etc, which consists of Dead Orbit Infinite Lines Chest, Arms and Boots, as well as Helm of Saint-14 for when he battles the darkness. If seen in the Crucible, he will be wearing an Immanent War Helm, Kabr’s Brazen Grips, The Armamentarium, and Kell Slayer’s Greaves. Class Item: Hesperonaut Mark and Saint-14’s Ring. (please comment for the sake of an easy reference)