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Height: 6'3"
Age: Unknown
Formal Affiliations: FLEET (Marine Corps), Board
Cavalry Corps
Aliases/Titles: An Dagda / The Dagda (Trans: The
Good God), Ruadh Roffhessa (Trans: The Mighty Red One of Great
Knowledge), Third King of the Tuatha De Danann, Overlord of the Fomori,
Sovereign of the Fey Folk of Ireland. Field Marshall An Arm Eireann
Quote: "Eat, drink, and be merry, for
tomorrow...well, some bugger's gonna die, and that's good
enough for me."
Eochaid is a member of the third race
created by God, the Creator; The Caretakers. Set up as the ancient
pagan gods of man, it was their duty to guide and teach mankind as the
Lord traveled among the stars seeding other planets with life.
Unfortunately the majority of these Caretakers, proving themselves no
less fallible than angels and man, fell into corruption and chaos,
coming to believe that their roles as gods was absolute. With the
return of the Creator many peacefully rejoined or left the Earth in
peace. Those who did not often found their followers as the targets of
terrible persecutions and pogroms. Despite Eochaid’s warnings, the
Tuatha De Danann proved no better. Fortunately he was able to make a
deal with the Children of Mil (Man), and took his people into the
legendary Otherworld. Afterwards he traveled the length and breadth of
the multiverse, aiding and joining in battle with those involved in
worthy and honorable causes, often attaining high rank, especially in
the nations of the Manticore Federation, United Terran Colonies,
Interstellar Alliance, and Minbari Federation. There the Dagda and his
people would have remained if not for the terrible first battle between
the Board and the Adversary. Unknown to either side, the entrance of
the Devil upon the world of men rang like a thunderclap through the
Otherworld, bringing the Old Folk of Ireland’s attention back to it.
Eochaid was originally the Irish Deity of Magic,
Weather, and their original deity of Knowledge, although his son Ogham
has also taken up that banner. He believes devoutly in his role as a
teacher and protector of man. With the Adversary’s return he decided
that it was time to take up this role once more, and accepts the fact
that he is no longer worshiped as a god by mankind. With this in mind
he approached the Board.
Within a few months Eochaid’s production facilities at
Finean’s Tor became the major supplier of weapons and ships to the
Board, and one of many to the emergent military arm of the Board...
FLEET. While not technically a true member of FLEET, Eochaid has
discovered a true affinity for what others call Big Science, and
melding it with the Olde Magicks to create modern weapons capable of
taking down demons. He has also proven himself to be a very dangerous
enemy to those who oppose the Board, often in the front lines of raids
against Hell as well as attacks from extrasolar enemies. Against these
latter he has also built and deployed an innovative Planetary Defense
Network for the Earth linked to control facilities in FLEET HQ on the
Funky Horror and at Finean’s Tor in southern Ireland. Plans are also
being worked on for a third control station being emplaced at the Nemo
Research Base and Shangri-La, although these plans have yet to be
brought before the Board’s High Command.
An exceptional swordsman and martial artist, "Dag"
prefers to use his personal weapons in combat rather than the vast
quantity of battle magic he knows. Because of his extensive travels
among the multiverse he is also an accomplished military commander and
soldier, possessed of a sarcastic, self-deprecating and sardonic wit
that gladdens the hearts of those around him. The old God believes
strongly in the cause of the Board, and is willing to do anything to
defend his friends, the Roomies, the World, and, of course, Ireland. He
rages at the Enemy for the state of his beloved homeland, seeing the
Dark Lord's hand in the political and religious
strife that has divided
it.
Whenever on-Station, Dagda can be found discussing
suppliers and logistics with Aurora and other members of the Board's
supply sections - no fighting general ever has enough men or
equipment.
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