Inferno

Corey

General of the Legion. Compulsive arsonist.

Early Life

Inferno was born into a Polish clan of smiths and miners, as the fourth of five children. His parents called him Corey. As a child, he was always found near the fires of their forges and the hearths, and kept his parents and caretakers busy with constantly being up to no good. If someone had cut off a girl's hair, swapped the goat feed with furnace fuel, burned down one of the trucks,... they didn't have to guess for long who was behind it. What's worse, his mischievous nature made him rather popular with the other kids - he had a way of getting them to join him for his shenanigans.

Adolescence & Adulthood

Instead of letting him choose a career in their town, Corey's parents soon decided that he was best loved from a large distance. Letting him use any of the smithing tools had always led to collateral damage, and his antics and pranks had only become worse. When he turned 16, he was sent off via train into a different area of the North... with a one-way ticket. His parents had arranged a place for him to live with distant relatives, and Corey, thinking that life as a smith was lame anyway, gladly complied.   His relatives were merchants that supplied the surrounding clans with all sorts of goods and resources. They had been told that they were going to receive a "hardworking" and "clever" young man, but when they came to pick Corey up from the train station, they had to go to the nearest guard station instead to fetch a smug-looking devil - cigarette in the corner of his mouth - who had gotten himself in trouble the moment he had arrived.   Off to a good start, they quickly found that he was not interested in seriously contributing to their business. He had absolutely fallen in love with trains during his travel, though, and demanded to become an operator of the merchants' freight trains. Those were mainly diesel engines and Corey would spend hours and weeks learning everything about them that he possibly could - he seemed outright obsessed with the heavy machines.   His relatives granted him his wish, if only to keep him occupied. They had figured out quickly that a bored Corey was a destructive Corey, and the only way to keep him from committing mischief was to keep him busy. In his free time, he would either break laws (to the point of ending up in detainment more than once), break bones (not only his own), or break hearts (due to also being popular with the girls wherever he rolled up with his trains). All three made him rather infamous with anyone else than other troublemakers.

An Offer from the Legion

He was 22 years old when he was noticed by the Legion's recruiters. They were looking for a supply chain for a number of newly established outposts, and approached Corey about his family's business. He came home with the good news of a big opportunity, and convinced his relatives that it was a great idea to work for the Legion.   Hanging out at various Legion bases during his jobs as part of a Provisioning unit, he quickly became very fond of the Support units and what they were doing. He ended up with the intense desire to switch to the Support units, especially after he had witnessed one of those units using napalm during a raid. Switching to a different type of unit is not easy, however.   Corey, though, felt entitled to many things, and especially to always getting what he wanted. He composed a letter to high command, addressing Armageddon directly, demanding that he was allowed to switch over, and telling her at the end of the letter to "suck his d*ck", for good measure.   This letter somehow found its way to the leader of the Legion indeed. It had been forwarded with the intention of showcasing the audacity of this officer, and getting him executed. But Armageddon was highly delighted, asked the personnel management about his background, and sent a reply: Corey would be allowed to switch over and even be promoted if he took the lead in a particular planned raid campaign. This campaign aimed to conquer the towns of the area that Corey was born in. He would be allowed to use the full arsenal of the Legion's chemical weapons and have several units at his disposal.   Corey realized that he was being asked to effectively pillage and wipe out his home - and he accepted the offer nonchalantly.

Life as a General

Following his promotion, Corey was permanently in charge of the units 28-XX through 30-XX, 37-XX, and 44-XX, and thrived in this new position. The soldiers started calling him Inferno for his excessive use of napalm and flamethrower-equipped infantry and vehicles, and he gleefully accepted that new name.   His units have become rather infamous even among the Legion's standards; they have the reputation of being unhinged, unpleasant people who have the habit of not only raiding enemy bases, but their own as well - they show up at an outpost because they were summoned for help, but then proceed to just take whatever liberties and commodities they want to. This is endorsed by their General, who acts exactly the same wherever he goes.   Due to his Polish roots, he has a habit of "improving" names and words while speaking casually - not because of his mediocre English skills, but fully on purpose. He does this by using diminutives and more "cutesy" versions of words, lots of them straight up made up. Many find this jarring, considering that most people dealing with him feel a very visceral sense of danger emanating from this man. This effect is only amplified by the fact that once he starts using proper English, he's definitely pissed off.
Species
Age
40 y/o
Children
Pronouns
he/him
Height
6'3'' (190cm)
Aligned Organization
Languages
Polish, English
     

General
Inferno
General
Inferno
Personal
Player
Name
Title
Species
Birthplace
Age
Main Hand
Faction
Experience
Wounds
Appearance
Tall guy with dyed red hair. Has scars from fights and burns all over his body.
Personality
Pyromaniac troublemaker with entitlement issues.
Traits
-4
+3
+3
Intuition (Species)
+2
Quick Study (Species)
+1
Stubborn (Species)
-1
Combat Experience (Species)
+2
Compassion (Species)
0
Superstitious (Species)
-2

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