Name: Eli Croce
Age: 20
Rank: Tinker
Tech Type: Possession
Weapon: Eli's right arm is false, including the shoulder joint. It is a piece of ancient technology that he managed to get to fuse to him. The arm has incredible strength and is amazingly durable--it will assuredly outlast Eli, in fact. It is part Clockwork, taking some of the necessary energy from his own natural heat and motions, but mostly runs on Energy. In addition to the great lifting, crushing, and blocking capacity of the arm, he can use the palm to shoot grape-sized orbs of radiant, intensely hot energy, one per every 20 seconds or the apparatus will begin to overheat. The arm only moves at slightly than greater human speed (perhaps due to Eli's human neurology) and, unfortunately, could be torn free from Eli if he tries to lift, pull, catch, or otherwise exceed the weight-bearing capacity of its connections to his flesh. That would be a little tragic for him... And probably kill him. While he can't feel anything that happens directly to this prosthetic arm, he WILL feel pain from the over-extended bones, muscle, and other connective tissues. The metal also conducts heat as well, so there is always a risk of overheating and burning his own body.
Physical Appearance: At roughly 6', Eli is not a man built for small spaces. His skin is dusky, with a dry cast that looks sooty even when he's perfectly clean (which isn't too often--smelling slightly ripe is a good way to maintain personal space, which Eli has learned from experience). He has messy, wild dark hair, kept hacked short now and then with a handy dagger, and near-black eyes deeply set. Unfortunately, he has a poorly refined sense of fashion and may often go about looking as though he fumbled through a closet in the dark. Eli is long-limbed, almost lanky except for the bulk which he gains easily due to his heritage. He has a surprisingly refined face despite being rather large overall; high cheekbones and a somewhat refined, aquiline nose make him seem more like a literary noble savage than a trained mechanic.
Personality: Eli is a listener, not a talker. He's willing to lend a hand to someone so long as doing so doesn't put him much out of his way (or even better, nets him a profit or benefit of some kind). He isn't the type who has ever been engaged to a great cause, though his growing prowess with possession is slowly pushing him closer to the Technician cause. He was a wanderer, not usually spending too much of his time in any one locale--he'd rather experience new places and observe. He is more intelligent and resourceful than those who know him may necessarily credit him for... Which is both an annoyance and a bonus. Eli is rarely angered--he prefers to get even by getting ahead. He likes profit for the sake of putting forward to a nest egg when he's too old for the road and sacrifice much of the rest in order to stay in the good books of the spirit world. He usually appears slow and almost never raises his voice or speaks faster than a plodding pace. Those who know him are used to his very economical responses which often miss the point of the question.
Past/Backstory: Eli's family is a couple of poor farmers on the outskirts of a supposedly safe area of the Technician faction's territory. He was the middle child of seven and usually worked the fields with his parents and other siblings until he turned fifteen. By then, he was already quite a large young man--the locals joked that they bred 'em big in that region, and Eli was a prime example. The family fields were near an old, abandoned oil well site where some technology was rumored to yet be buried.
Out of the blue one day, after years and years of peace, a Paladin force arrived and pacified the local area by rounding up everyone they could catch and locking them in what served as the local meetinghouse. However, Eli's family were in the fields, and hid when the Paladins came, as did other folk who had been fortunate enough not to be in town or in their homes. Eli and his family fled toward the oil wells, hoping to get past them and into the forests, where hiding would be easier. However, Eli fell behind trying to help one of his siblings, and was caught by a Paladin. The Paladin thought Eli and his little sister were spies or scouts trying to escape to the Technicians--and to be fair, Eli would have been the one most likey sent to inform the Technicians' forces of the Paladin incursion--and was roughed up, separated from his seven year old sister, and thrown into a small building for the meantime. The girl was taken back to the meeting hall and deposited with the other townsfolk.
The Paladins took most of the day to start tearing down the old site to search for so-called "forbidden" technology; they obviously had a goal, as they had come with some excavation equipment and were targeting an area between where a bloodied Eli was held and several large, steel and concrete structures. Due to user error, the machine clanked into one of these structures and toppled it onto the building. A Paladin vaporized most of the structure, but Eli was knocked unconscious and pinned beneath it. By the time he awoke, the Paladin force had taken most of what they wanted and had either forgotten about him or presumed him dead... Or so he thought. He called out for help, but no one answered. He struggled free of the debris, but his arm was mangled and he was weak from shock and blood loss. He stumbled around the site, and a Paladin who had been merely observing the area until backup could come and clear up the excess debris. The Paladin decided Eli was a threat, and decided to eliminate him. The Paladin tried to strike him with the Holy Power, but Eli fell down into the furrow that had been blown out of the ground and onto something cold. The strike had taken the wounded arm and he was in intense pain. In a flash of light, cold, and agony, a strange idea came to him and he rolled onto the severed portion as it emptied his blood, then he lost consciousness.
When he awoke, he was in a clinic under the care of the Technicians. He had been transported while unconscious and treated. The rest of his family had managed to escape and alert the local force, who had dispatched enough responders to scare off the Paladins. Luckily, most of the townspeople the Paladins had gathered up were unharmed, and none were missing after a few days' worth of stragglers came back from their hideouts. Eli had bonded a piece of technology to his arm which was heretofore an extremely rare find, which netted the Technicians a nice cache of ancient machinery to add to their war materiel. The act of possessing the item which had become an "arm" also revealed Eli as a possessor of some strength, if completely untrained.
Currently, he is a two-year member of the force and in intense training in the ways of more complicated machinery and engineering as well as the theory and practice of possession. Part of his studies is to learn how his arm operates and what all of its capabilities and limits may be.