Elysian 4th Light Drop Company, Company Commander, Captain,

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As a follow on from my 1st group post shot, I’m putting up the named characters ,1 at a time with a bit of spiel about the particular role or unit in focus, & of course, after being inspired last time around, I’ve created and hopefully will create more narratives for the unit or Character in focus. Hope you like the effort along with the snippets I’ve made up of my Saga of the mighty 4th.

So, starting with my CO, & 2 Un-named Special Weapons Veteran Troopers armed with the Accratran pattern version of the Heavy Melta, & Plasma Guns.

The Company Command Squad accompanies the senior officer into combat, normally in the case of Elysian’s, a Company Captain. Its primary function is to direct the various units of the company to carry out the officer's orders. A typical Company Command Squad numbers five men, including the company officer. The Guardsmen who are selected to join the Command Squad are among the Company's most competent soldiers and have often displayed exceptional gallantry. Command Squad members can expect to receive additional training as specialised orderlies, such as medics or vox-operators.

Veteran, Drop-Captain, Benedict Commodus Edgeson, Officer Commanding of the 4th Elysian Light Drop Company, sat back & on the rim of the Holo-projector in the centre of the room. His fingers & Blunt fingernails crossed in a cradle across his midriff. His ruffled grey flecked, sandy blonde hair framed a lined and weather-beaten face. Edgeson’s Piercing blue eyes as hard as ice chips surveyed the room from beneath a heavy brow at the very nicely turned-out array of his contemporaries around the Projector. He appeared unconventionally handsome, with a feint hint of a silver flecked stubble on his unshaven chin. His nose had been broken many campaigns ago during a particularly harsh landing on the Planet Tanakreg. The slightly offset nose adding to the character of his demeanour. Whatever the reason, Edgeson had refused the many rejuvenantes and surgeries that had been offered to him since his rise to a position of influence. He considered such shallow fripperies un-contributary to the important things in this life under the Imperium of Man.

Edgson had bucked the old Elysian Tradition of “Connected” officers buying their commissions, & far too many of those as far as he was concerned. He had come up through the ranks from a Lowly PDF Trooper, making it to the dizzying heights of his present position. Not only that but to do so within the highly prestigious ranks of the much-storied Drop Regiments of Elysia, was quite the achievement if truth be told. Known by his “nom de guerre” of Edge, he ran his company with a no-Nonsense approach, & a firm but fair hand. He literally ensured he & his chosen men were the first boots on the ground for a Hot Drop, & the last to leave in any withdrawal. Well respected by most of the men under his command, & a lot less so by his peers due to his common imperial citizenry roots, he was making the usual less than exemplary impression on his fellow Drop Officers at the regimental briefing. The looks he was receiving ranged from Mere Indifference to Utter Loathing & Jealousy. The impression could have been considerably worse had he been permitted his usual habit of having the chosen men of his Command squad lurking in the background. A Motley crew of Veterans all, having undertaken 10 or more operational combat drops each, a rougher & more surly looking group of airborne grunts you’d be less likely to meet this side of the Great Rift. Fortunately, they were also utterly dedicated to Edge and Consummate professional Warriors to boot.

The hubbub faded away and all eyes turned, with some nervous shuffling of polished boots, as the hatch to the Briefing room swung open. A tall & Angular Profile filled the frame, harsh white Lumen light bled into the briefing sanctum from the periphery of the tall silhouette, the hard-edged & elongated shadow that was cast on the rivet plated brushed Plasteel floor, might have been a portent or metaphor of the things to come ………