Shiv Atellus

A combat medic who grew up around the machine cult.

  • Weapon Skill: 38
  • Ballistic Skill: 20
  • Strength: 35
  • Toughness: 30
  • Agility: 30
  • Intelligence: 53 (Simple)
  • Perception: 30
  • Will Power: 30
  • Fellowship: 25
Trained Skills
  • Common Lore (Tech) Int+0
  • Drive (Ground Vehicle) Ag+0
  • Literacy Int+0
  • Medicae Int+0
  • Scholastic Lore (Chymistry) Int +0
  • Speak Language (Low Gothic) Int+0
  • Heightened Senses (Sight)
  • Melee Weapon Training (Primitive)
  • Pistol Weapon Training (SP)
  • Technical Knock
  • Exp Available: 0
  • Exp Spent: 400
  • Career Path: Combat Medic
  • Rank: 1 (Saw-Bones)
  • Max Wounds: 12
  • Current wounds: 12
  • Fate: 2
  • Insanity: 0
  • Corruption: 0
  • Gender: Male
  • Build: Stocky
  • Height: 5’10”
  • Weight: 180lbs
  • Skin Color: Swarthy
  • Hair Color: Black
  • Eye Color: Green
  • Age: 24



Atellus was born on the flagship of a small Explorator fleet that operated primarily in the Halo Stars near the Koronus Expanse. He was conceived and born during an extended refit and wasn’t exposed to the rigors of warp travel until he was already two years old. His parents were a low ranking supply officer and one of the cooks, but he never knew them.

As with all children of officers in that fleet, Atellus was taken by the Tech-Priests to be raised and given a vocation. He wasn’t the best student they had, but he was bright. His teachers cultivated his mind in the hopes that he could be inducted into their fold, along with about two dozen other students. The teachers of that group found Atellus very frustrating; he consistently demonstrated one of the sharpest intellects in the group while simultaneously having the least aptitude with anything mechanical. When he was sixteen, they pulled him out of the advanced class and sent him to work in the med-bay as an assistant.

Atellus spent seven years working in the med-bay, during which time he managed to work his way up to being an emergency backup doctor. He only worked directly on patients during battles, which made learning a slow process. It was during this time that he earned the nickname “Shiv.”

During a minor skirmish with pirates in which the Explorator ship had been boarded, one of the pirates had stolen a uniform before being wounded. When the pirate woke up in the med-bay, he attacked what he saw as his captors. Atellus watched the wounded pirate bite the nose right off of his attending surgeon’s face, then grabbed a piece of the shrapnel they had just taken out of the pirate and jammed it in his eye. The pirate was stunned long enough to be restrained and from that way forward, Atellus was known as “Shiv.”

A year ago, Shiv was transferred to the Kern Wahrheit. There was no explanation, but the orders were addressed to “Shiv Atellus.” Until yesterday, his role on the Kern was nearly identical to his role on his old ship.

Shiv Atellus

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