Born: 21 February 798 A.S Age: 38 Height: 1.87 m Origin: Hamburg, Rheinland Affiliation: Bristol Workers Union
Marcus Ketterin is a founding figure of the Bristol Workers Union. Raised in the shipyards of Hamburg and hardened by the loss of his family to industrial negligence, he operates on the philosophy that safety is not granted by laws, but built through effort, solidarity, and steel.
He is determined to ensure that workers are no longer the first to be sacrificed to the void.
BIOGRAPHY & HISTORY
Early Life (Hamburg)
Marcus was raised on the Alster Shipyard in Hamburg. The son of two shipyard workers, he was taught early that survival depended on skill, discipline, and long hours. The shipyard was his classroom, steel and machinery his teachers.
That life ended abruptly when a catastrophic industrial accident tore through Alster, killing dozens of workers... including his parents. The incident was buried under House bureaucracy and written off as a loss. Marcus never forgot who paid the price.
The Move to Sirius
With nothing left in Hamburg, he left for the Bering system, hoping to find a safer life. Instead, he found the same truth repeated everywhere: danger does not disappear, it simply changes shape. Pirates, radiation, and collapsing infrastructure meant death always lingered in the shadows, reaching the weakest first.
Marcus eventually found work at Bristol Bay Station, where his talent for crafting and repairing ship components earned him respect. He rose through the ranks not through ambition, but reliability.
Formation of the BWU
Refusing to accept that workers remained expendable, Marcus pooled his savings and joined with other laborers to form what would become the Bristol Workers Union.
Their first major achievement was the construction of Vemork Station in Pennsylvania. Built with redundancy, heavy plating, and practicality in mind, Vemork was never meant to be safe... only safer.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Appearance
Build: Standing at roughly 1.87 meters, Marcus has a broad-shouldered, powerfully built frame shaped by years of heavy industrial work.
Features: He keeps his dark brown hair short and practical. His skin is pale and weathered, accustomed to station lighting.
Markings: His hands are thick, swollen, and deeply calloused with fingers marked by grease and metal dust. Faded scars trace his forearms and one shoulder—reminders of near misses he prefers not to recount.
Attire & Demeanor
Attire: He typically wears Ledger-style work clothing: reinforced jackets, heavy-duty trousers, and boots built for long shifts. Even in meetings, his attire remains functional and clean. To him, clothing is protection, not decoration.
Demeanor: Marcus has a solid, grounded presence. He speaks little and listens much. When he does talk, his words are measured and direct, lacking any theatrics.
B R I S T O L~~W O R K E R S~~U N I O N “We build what the void can’t break.”
M E S S A G E H E A D E R Message ID: BC-8360114-01 Priority:PRIORITY Classification: Confidential - Restricted Encryption: STRONG Timestamp (UTC): 836-01-16
R O U T I N G From: Markus • Ketterin To: BWU Archives CC: [[NONE]] Channel: Encrypted Direct Message Ack Required: YES • By: By authorized personal only
S I T U A T I O N S N A P S H O T Location: Pennsylvania Asset: Vemork Station Operational State: Green
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Vermok Station Log – Marcus Ketterin
Docked at Vermok today aboard my Hegemon Miner, holds filled with fresh Heavy Water.
Never liked letting others carry the weight of work meant for my own hands. Some things you don’t delegate, not if you want them done right.
The station… held up better than expected. Good shape. Better than good, actually. My old friend kept things running, just like I taught him. Systems stable, production lines active, no major faults. That’s worth more than any report.
We’re getting closer now.
The new Weapons Component Foundry is running hot, been pushing output hard lately. Took a walk up the access stairways myself, checked the lines, the welds, the stress points. Still remember the early failures. Good to see those days are behind us.
Liberty’s going to need what we’re building. Everyone feels it, even if nobody says it out loud. War… or something close to it. Maybe it breaks, maybe someone signs a last-second treaty to save face. Doesn’t matter much in the end.
We’ve all seen how that goes.
No war ever left a winner. Just different people counting what they lost.
For now, we keep working.
First step is securing stable supply for Liberty. After that… we push further. Expand, reinforce, build something that lasts longer than the next crisis.
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