Birth Name: Demetrios Adamakos

Nova Name: Achilles
Series:

Eruption:

Nature: Traditionalist

Allegiance: Avatars

Strength: 5, Brawl 1

Dexterity: 5, Athletics 3, Drive 1, Martial Arts 5, Melee 5, Stealth 1

Stamina: 5, Endurance 3, Resistance 3

Perception: 2, Awareness 2

Intelligence: 2, Academics 3, Computer 1, Engineering 1, Linguistics 0 (Greek),

Medicine 1, Science 1

Wits: 4, Biz 1

Appearance: 3, Intimidation 1, Style 1

Manipulation: 2

Charisma: 2, Command 1, Perform 1

Backgrounds: Attunement 5, Eufiber 1, Influence 2, Resources 2

Willpower: 9

Taint: 1

Aberrations: hard skin

Quantum: 1

Quantum Pool: 22

Mega-Attributes: Stamina 2 (Adaptability, Hardbody)

Quantum Powers: Armor 5, Invulnerability 1 (tainted)

The man who know is known only as Achilles was a teacher of history and mythology in his native Iraklion in Crete. He had grown disillusioned with trying to explain to the children the richness of their national heritage when they were all itching for overseas jobs, american videos, european clothing and other ‘cultural debris’ as he called it. He had finally declared the futility of his entire life, wasted trying to teach the young to be proud of who they where only to watch them run pell-mell to other cultures, none so rich or full as the one they left behind for the latest anime from Tokyo, comics from Hong Kong or films from Bombay. Admitting defeat, he dressed up in the stylized armor of Achilles from the drama department, wrote out a thorough suicide note (complete with a scathing detailing of the managerial indiscretions and departmental financial ‘prioritization’ that had triggered his depression) and leapt to his death in his 53^rd year of life.

Imagine his profound embarrassment to survive the 10-meter plunge to the rocks below. He took stock of the situation, decided that he must have been lucky, and, resolved as always, climbed to the top of a 15 meter lighthouse over another 20 meter precipice to wave-crashing rocks below, hurling himself yet again to his death.

After a good sound thrashing to and fro like a rag-doll, he submerged from the weight of his cheap metallic ‘armor.’ By his watch, the professor stayed underwater for a good eight minutes before giving up and struggling to shore, realizing that this plan was also a loser.

He returned to his home, re-lit the pilot light he had extinguished in his preparations for his impending death and burned his suicide note over the gas stove while drying himself off.

He then reported to the local city council and announced his willingness to serve in whatever capacity could be found. After testing, it was found that not only had he become extremely resistant to any form of harm (and much to his delight, his ‘achilles heel’ was similarly protected), but also had gained near-superhuman levels of strength, stamina and dexterity, including an instinctive understanding of most of the ancient weapons of war which he had dabbled with in his stage-craft days, but never really been particularly skilled with.

There was nothing for it, but to remind all and sundry of the power of national pride and heritage, of the myths that make the modern man. He took the name of his own hero, Achilles, and stepped forward to champion the cause.

He spends a lot of his free time giving lectures and seminars on the

mythical figures of Grecian antiquity (and their Roman antecedents), and now people are paying attention, which warms his heart. He makes the myths real and feels the sense of national self-worth rise as he has become the myth. He never holds out any false promise that fans of ancient gods and heroes will erupt like he did, as one of his own great heroes, but he is clearly living proof that it can happen…