"Silas Kalakos"

Name: SFT-H26387 "Silas Kalakos"

Species: Sarr (Heavily Augmented Humanoid)

Position: -


  • Defense: 2
  • Melee Combat: 3 (+1 bonus)
  • Light Weapons: 3
  • Medium Weapons: 3
  • Heavy Weapons: 3
  • Explosives: 3
  • Agility: 3 (-2 flaw)
  • Perception: 2
  • Persuasion: 0 (+1 bonus)

Inventory of Possessions:

  • Dogtags - "SFT-H26387"

Inventory of Augments:

  • External Hardened Carapace - Silas' shoulders, spine, collarbone, face and limb joints have all been coated in a slightly flexible, superdense polymer, appearing and mostly functioning similar to brushed steel. It's galvanized, non-reactive, and non-magnetic.
  • Internal Joint Servos - The arm and legs strength of Silas' body has been improved by small servo devices implanted into the bone structure of his shoulders, hips, knees, elbows, hands and feet.
  • Genetic Alteration (Significant) - Silas' entire genetic structure has been revised and altered to make him much more accepting of further augments, as well as stronger, faster, better, etc.
  • Voicebox - Lacking any sort of lips, or movable facial features, Silas can only vocally communicate through a very expressive voice box located within his throat.

Inventory of Equipment:

  • Progressive blade - An extending knife within Silas' right arm. It's very sharp.

Notable Character Traits:

  • In need of orders - Silas is programmed to have orders. When he doesn't have any, he'll go look for someone to give him some, provided they pay him appropriately.
  • Suicidally Obedient - What it says on the tin, though only from the person who's in charge of his paycheck.
  • Unscrupulous - Silas has no morals or ethics. The end justifies the means. He'll happily slaughter innocents and blow up orphanages/petting zoos if he's told to.
  • Open minded - Whatever your species, gender, orientation or beliefs, Silas has probably killed an example of it. As such, he really doesn't care who or what you are. It's aaaaaall okay in his book.

Notable Character Flaws:

  • Berserker Mode - Silas, when heavily damaged, exposed to heavy combat for a prolonged period of time, or highly stressed, automatically enters a berserker mode. Unless an appropriate target can be found, Silas will attack anything and everything until rendered inactive or dead.
  • Previous Owners - Originally hailing from somewhere where sentient life is only valuable where it is useful, Silas has certain programming in his head designed to make him unswervingly loyal to those who know of it. Such as the original mercenary/pirate group that he was part of.
  • Unscrupulous - Silas has no morals or ethics. The end justifies the means. He'll happily slaughter innocents and blow up orphanages/petting zoos if he's told to.
  • Drop of a Hat - When in doubt, kill everything, loot the remains, nuke the site from orbit, blow up the planet, then maybe wipe out the entire solar system, just to make sure. When formulating plans or scenarios, or even a snap course of action, Silas will inevitably follow the most violent course of action so long as it does not directly conflict with his orders.


STF-H26387 was originally a soldier created for use by a band of space pirates know as the Hive. Developing a certain amount of individuality, as did all of his artificial brethren, he took the name "Silas Kalakos" from a random list of names in order to separate himself somewhat from the rest of his brood.

During a random gunship battle, Silas' transport vehicle was destroyed, scattering him and a good deal of his brethren out into the cold wastes of space. Sealed within their self-sustaining cryo-storage units, they were all kept alive and asleep for countless years, drifting out in unexplored areas of the void.


He doesn't really look human, more like what a human…. shouldn't look like. His musculature structures are heavily overdeveloped, with muscles and sinews practically bulging out from his dark mottled skin. Bony metal plates extended from his knuckles, knees, elbows, shoulders, and spine, with a large collar jutting up from his collarbone, protecting the flesh of his neck. His bottom jaw was covered in the stuff, exposing the lower half of his face like a skull from the bridge of the nose down, and giving him a constant skeletal grin. Both his hands and feet are quadrodactyl, both fingers and toes elongated like a monkeys. He has a distinct lack of irises in dark, reflective eyes, set beneath a surprisingly expressive sloping brow and into a smooth, almost featureless head. There's also a weird smell that accompanies him, that you only really notice when he's been around for more than five minutes. It's kinda like wet dog, which is funny as he's completely hairless. Oh, and he doesn't have a belly button.

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