Dressed in all black armor with polished metal plates from head to toe, Thaden is one-of-a-kind. His aim is deadly, & he's just waiting for an excuse to exercise it. his eyes show no hint of his humanity, acting only as mirrors to one's own confusion; dreadlocks hang from behind the helmet, and even they seem strangely metallic.

any past is known only to God and to whom it may concern. orphaned at an early age, he had escaped it too soon for any registry attempts. he has also served in one of the desert wars between Aztlan & Ares, and got a grenade to the face for his trouble. he considers any attempts to unmask about equal to murder attempts. his verdict for either is almost always death. try if you're willing to play the odds.

He provides an invaluable asset to the team, providing skills rare in the underground (especially on-site) he is the team's medtech. if you plan on unmasking him, or just getting under his skin, do not be so sure that he will be willing to save yours after you take a bullet, be it a guard's or his. his ripper clinic is open to all interested, but bring cash.

Despite his harsh attitude, cynicism, & lethal skill, T prefers to avoid kills unless absolutely necessary, or for proper revenge. While he insists that this is because people pursue men for assault charges a lot less vehemently than for murder, he values human life because of what he learned when he took it.

"when ya see blood on a table, & you feel someone's heart beating in your hands.. that's when you know that it's only you standing between them & Death. I always try my best to bash Death's gnats for 'em, give 'em a chance."
"I only really failed once, & it was when it counted for me."
<from earlier on in the game> BB-"The second man fires twice more, one bullet buries itself in the hood of <T's> car, the second goes wide" T-"T looks at the new dent in his car hood. 'YOU BASTARDS! I'LL GET YOU!' opens up full auto on the other gangers.


"A dwarf with a heart of gold". That's how some naive people would put it. He really is rather warm to those he considers part of his "unit", but don't let his scarred exterior confuse you - he's scarred damn well inside, too. Recently, he has been seen with a simple gold ring on his left hand's ring finger, albeit the hand is still gloved. If the common practice is any indication, it would explain why he never takes women to his room, save on business or as a parental instinct.
When new women come into his life, they are usually treated one of two ways: as a colleague or an adopted daughter. Hence, they tend to either lose interest or leave him alone.
He is, however, fiercely loyal. Had he been asked before to betray the crew, he might have considered doing so, but now such questions are denied with the barrel of his HK-227. You're part of his crew, he will defend you. Until death. No ifs, ands, or buts. Just simple english: You prove yourself to be one of his own, and he will take as many bullets as he can for you.
Considering he's survived an anti-vehicular missile, that may be quite a lot.