Your write ups are fantastic. Love the PCs , so far. They rock.
Black Crusade has yet to arrive at my house, So stats will have to wait for me. (would have this book much sooner but my wife is not interested. It's on the way)
But a background.. That I can do. Silas Green was the first son of a under hive ***** who loved him immensely but couldn't shake her addictions nor find a more profitable way for a pretty girl to make enough Thrones to feed her three kids. Silas was raised in a remarkably stable home for that sort of environment. his nanny was a minor mutant who was proficient in stealing **** in plain sight (sleight of hand) and other survival tricks, while his early heroes were usually thugs or millirary vets who came to port and were looking for a real good time. As well as several Pimps who had ample time to hang out and teach the kid a thing or two while mom was working. Just to pass the time.
As a result Silas was raised with a solid understanding of base human emotions and needs. And Silas also gained intimate familiarity with manipulating those needs. Although fairly well cared for under the circumstances Silas became a very selfish and manipulative child, and his early teens saw him branching outforom petty theft into a savy drug dealer who used the addictions of his female clients as a means to coerce them into becoming whores that work for him in a desperate effort to make ends meet while also earning another hit. Back then Silas had his own demons as well. He became addicted to several of his own products for a time which made him all the more beholden to his suppliers. not only was their **** necessary to keep his girls in line, but he had to have a twice daily fix himself.
unhappy with this situation and certain of his own innate superiority (sees himself as a survivor and manipulator) he struggled to not actually kick but rather to control his drug habbit. During this "Zen"like time of introspection Silas discovered he could read minds when he put forth the effort. Taking this new found "gift" as yet more proof of his superiority his ego finally allowed him to regain control over his addictions.
Yet, Silas's new found self control did nothing to moderate his decent into depravity but rather added fuel to the fire. Now he felt like he was smart enough to try just about any new thrill and come out ahead. Now the boss of a small and ruthless criminal syndicate he began arranging thrill parties for wealthy and unsavory clients. It was the perfect arrangement. He was getting paid to thrill himself (and his clients) with a whirlwind of debauched parties that included copious amount of Drugs and manny a depraved sexual act. Usually the main event included women and girls who were recently abducted from the street and whom were never intended to survive the night.
It's no surprise that he began arranging parties for Slaanesh Cultists. The Cultists liked Silas and he liked them. Thus it was not long at all, until Silas embraced Slaanesh and Chaos, becoming a full member of the small cell of cultists. Two years later the Cult was accidentally uncovered by the Adeptus Arbites and those Cultists that survived the brutal raid were arrested. Silas however was not turned over to the Ecclisiarchy and exicuted as a Chaos worshiper with the rest of his fellow Cultists. Fortunately for him, during the quick follow up investigation the Arbites assumed he was simply a pimp and drug pusher rather than a cultist. Silas was quickly tried on multiple counts of drug possesion and distribution before being sent of world to <<<name of prison world>>> where Silas is to serve out his twenty year sentence. His home Hive World has laws against whoring but no laws explicitly forbidding acting as a pimp. So he was not charged for his activities as a pimp during the raid on the cultists.
Two years into his twenty year sentence Silas has endevored to maintain as much of the appearance of a model prisoner as possible while being knee deep in the Deciples and their activities. He has aquired extensive tattoos depicting all sorts of depraved acts, such as erotic murder scenes, etc. while many of the tats strongly feature the colors of his patron, Slaanesh and also a few obvious hermaphrodites, none of his tats can be tied directly as proof of involvement in the Disciples or the Worship of Chaos. But the overall effect practically screams Slaanesh.
Silas was strongly impacted by the fact that none of his fellow cultists gave him up during and after the arrest. So these days he is highly unlikely to betray any friend he considers to be even the slightest bit trustworthy. He is also likly to viciously defend anyone he conceders a true friend, even at great cost to himself. His usual manner is now soft spoken and friendly to both inmates and guards without any of the typical prison bravado of the majority of inmates. Yet his walk does carry a certain swagger that betrays his confidence in himself, and Slaanesh's protection. Despite his friendly and controlled exterior he is still Silas and will cheerfully kill or worse for both pleasure or necessity without hesitation.
Silas usually has a runner or two (minions maybe?) holding the drugs he is becoming known for and his current endevors are centered around increasing his client base and also securing a larger and steadier supply. Currently he feels confident the guards are not suspicious despite a few close calls. But who really knows for sure.