Brekk
Role: Former Striker, Rival Combatant
Age: 37
Origin: Deepwell, Black Reach
Skills: Close-quarters combat, brute-force takedowns, squad breaching, unarmed brawling, intimidation tactics
Profile:
Brekk was built for the front lines — thick-skinned, bull-shouldered, and mean enough to scare off most problems before they started. Born in the lower decks of Deepwell to a miner and a mechanic, he clawed his way into the striker ranks with nothing but fists, fury, and a refusal to back down.
He never cared much for tactics or chain-of-command — just results. Brekk earned a reputation as a walking battering ram: first through the breach, last to retreat. He took hits most men wouldn’t survive and gave back worse. If you needed subtlety, you sent someone else. If you needed a door kicked in and bodies cleared, you called Brekk.
Lena Voss was the first person to ever take him down clean — a recruitment trial fight that still echoes in training halls and bar brawls alike. He never forgot it. And he sure as hell never forgave it.
Rough-edged, brutal, and driven by pride twisted into something darker, Brekk vanished after a failed recon mission… only to resurface transformed by the Myrmecyte parasite. But even before the infection, something inside him had already started to rot — a hunger to prove he was more than a footnote in someone else’s story.
To the Devil’s Raiders, Brekk is a warning wrapped in muscle and scars. Not every warrior breaks clean — some break inward… and keep fighting anyway.
“I don’t tap out. I break bones.” – Brekk