*SirLatte* Posted Apr 25, 2011, 3:37 pm	News just in..... The Legendary, Sir Harold Carr, Has passed. On yet another recent adventure towards Shantyville his squad was ambushed. This ambush was very well placed and planned. As Sir Harold barked out orders his Fire Engine was taking multible hits. Trying to gain higher ground and eventual safety it became apparent that this was not going to work. As the Command ship was breached and blood began to flow the rest of his comrades were in shock. He was invincible, so they thought. In a last ditch effort they laid down their arms Surrendering the most elitie arsenal in All of Evan in an effort to save their Leaders Life. However, It was to late! Back in control after his retirement is , Sir richard Ector. Long Standing Leader of both Lattes raiders and the Road Templars. A convoy will be put together to return Sir Harold to SS where he will be laid to rest along side life long friend, Sir Stanely Hall. The Truck Stop will have to fend for itself until such time as appropriate replacements can be found. 'Sir' Harold Carr Former Gang Road Templars Age 32 Gender Male Skills & Abilities Strength 60-80 Dexterity 40-60 Speed 60-80 Leadership 1140-1170 Courage 210-240 Driving 130-140 Trucker 20-30 Gunnery 370-380 Large Guns 400-410 Ballistics 100-110 Hand Guns 170-180 Scouting 160-180 Mechanic 360-380 Specialisms Rapid Reloading Special Skill Level 2 Sniper Special Skill Level 5 Heavy Weapons Special Skill Level 3 Moving Targets Special Skill Level 4 Motivator Special Skill Level 11 Laserfire Special Skill Level 3 Courage Under Fire Special Skill Jury Rigging Special Skill Level 7 Defensive Driver Special Skill Rapidshot Special Skill Level 3 Negotiator Special Skill Level 3 Reload In Motion Special Skill Public Biography Lattes Raiders and now the Road Templars Newest Leader. Extremely proficient in many weapons and the Most Specialized person in all of Evan. Lived Life on the edge. Surviving 3 trips to the Glads. DEAD!
Jeelz Posted Apr 25, 2011, 4:19 pm	The Dionysians hastily organises a shipment of Thebian's Finest Wine to be sent into town for the wake. Veteran leader 'RIP' Geoffrey Smith of The Dionysian Dozen sends formal condolences. Being roughly the same age as the deceased Templar, he can recall several tales of his exploits.
Kit Carson Posted Apr 25, 2011, 4:20 pm	Gone, but not forgotten!
*General Mayhem* Posted Apr 25, 2011, 5:01 pm	"Magazine" Milam, the leader of the Deserters, steps out of her Buzzer and walks towards the shade of the Grainne. As she approaches there seems to be more than then normal amout of drunks, punks and general scumbags hanging about, something was very wrong.... Walking onwards, she overhears a mention of "ambush" and "Templers"..."Sir Harold Carr"...."dead"...."Acid lands". She turns towards "Dune Jump" comming down of his Zerk high,..."verify what has happened and let me know".... "if it is true make sure we send a tribute though our DRM contact", there is a pause, " you got that"? Sweating, "Dune Jump" nods nervously and heads off toward the crowd....
Juris Posted Apr 25, 2011, 6:21 pm	Morris Johnson heard about the grim news. Morris' shoulder still ached from a 'minor' injury received over a week ago when the gang's best medic bled to death when her leg was blown off in a savage Anarchist ambush not too far from where the Templar's leader was lost. Morris still had the metallic taste of her blood in his nostrils. Morris wrote one sentence on a card and had it delivered to the Templars: Valhalla - rejoice that he died a beautiful death
JS Posted Apr 25, 2011, 6:21 pm	The cable came through at dawn, over the small telegraph set in the communications shack at Consortium Truckstop. Sent as a priority one message for the local HTI leader, intel from Badlands Truckstop sent straight from the Consortium Board of Directors. The old technology was the most reliable, although the wire itelf was problematic, hiding it was a chore, and required constant monitoring, it worked maybe half the time. That was usually enough in this strange new world. The runner had taken the message immediately after the comm man deciphered the code. It was marked for HTI leadership, eyes only, immediate delivery. A blood red sky drenched the east as the brutal sun began its daily assault on Evan. Walking out of the Command Building, Calvin "Big Red" Barnes, lead HTI scout and Gunnery Master handed the message paper back to HTI's Combat Leader Danielle, "Wrong Way" Erhart. "Well, that's a shame, he was pretty good". Wrong Way leveled a disapproving stare at her companion. "Pretty good eh? I'd say he was the best". Big Red looked off, over the large stone wall of the Truckstop compound toward the dawn. Several lorrys from trading companies were moving through the gate, recently opened from the night lock down. The central location of Consortium Truckstop made it a good stopping point when travelling between Sarsfield and Texan. It was mostly used by consortium affiliates, but they had recently opened up business to other reputable merchants. "Was the best" echoed Big Red. "Now someone else is". Wrong Way considered the verbal thought. "I suppose, but it's a shame anyway. He was a good man in his way. Anyone who kills the reavers is ok in my book, and he killed plenty. And what do you make of the "Darkwind" being in BL? That's a Firelight crowd. A hit job maybe"? Big Red shrugged, and began walking toward the mess building. "Dunno boss, maybe, probably, those New Age Templars have a lot of enemies, least of which is the faction that spilt off of em. Plenty of bad blood to go around. I do know one thing though, it's chow time and I need some coffee". Wrong Way watched her best scout walk towards chow and considered his words. Perhaps there was someone better, but she suspected it was Big Red himself, among the living anyway, who might be the best. Of course, the best dead guy was a dubious honor, and the best live guy typically didn't stay alive long. There's always someone bigger, faster, better, or more annoyingly, luckier...
*Rev. V* Posted Apr 25, 2011, 8:01 pm	Johnette "Concret" Napolitano speaks up and says "Cestus Dei is sorry for your loss. I'll get our stonemasons to work on the new tomb, just drop us a line with the specifics."
*Longo* Posted Apr 25, 2011, 9:45 pm	Eddie "Walk on Water" Money, Leader of Longo's Merry Men, hears the grave news. "Set up the Honor Guard, for this is a sad day for all of Evan."
Joel Autobaun Posted Apr 25, 2011, 11:52 pm	Billy "The Ace" Bishop sighs, "Time to tell the Boss to move me south...there is nothing that will ever hold my interest in Somerset again..."
*Dark Tempest* Posted Apr 26, 2011, 5:45 am