Magnus
Full Name:       E4 Magnus Ver Magnusson
Callsign:        Bones
Serial Number:   SO-CXSS-M41-432-76-476932775-C-PL-316-5-4-558672-E4M
Sex/Age:         Male/32
Birthplace:      Govan IV
Origin Regiment: 316th Govan IV Highlanders Penal Battalion


Background:      Proven Innocent
Divination:      There are no civilians in the battle for survival
Quirk:           Incomprehensible Low Gothic. Perfect High Gothic

Quotes:          Whistles "Always look on the bright side of life" while
                 under heavy artillery suppression and frontal assault
                 from Traitor Guard Units.


                 "WHUT DAFUQ D'YEW WUNT? YUV STULL GOAT YIN AHRM AYE?
                 S'JIST A SCRITCH YA WEE PANSY.  RIST OH YER SKWADS DEED.
                 PRESHUR BHONDAGE. TEW MOTRINUM EN SUM WHATTER! GIT YER
                 ARSE OAN T'LINE YA GREETIN FACIT WEE SHITEBAG!"

==Service Record==
1st MOS: Medic
2nd MOS: Brawler

==Current Comrade==
PFC Artho
 - Stormtrooper Medic
 - Carapace, Hellgun, Medkit, Multitool
 - Affable Ever willing to offer a hand to even the surliest of his squad
   mates, this character makes a point of trying to understand and assist
   his comrades.

==Biograph==
Magnus is the only son of a Senior Cadian 108th Chirugeon and his wife (Colonel Magnus Ver Stappenson and Captain Jamie Ver Helgasenn), one of the Nursing Staff. Brought up on a Military Base on Cadia Magnus showed the same aptitude and tenacity that had made his Father such a senior Officer. His older Sister (Beatrix Ver Jamiesenn), to whom he was close, was also a promising young Medic in the Officer Reserve while studying for her Medicae Exams. Magnus was 9, his Sister 18. That was the turning point.

Just before her Graduation Beatrix was abducted and murdered by one of the other senior students. The assailants own Father, an influential man in his own right, managed to have the whole affair swept quietly aside, but Magnus was not going to let Justice go undone. Setting aside his oath to Do No Harm as a Scholar Medicae the young child took up his scalpel and left his home for the last time that same night.

When they found the assailant...

There was no doubt who had perpetrated the mans execution.

Magnus calmly handed himself at the local Arbites station, his head held high, his teeth gritted. An expression he has worn for the more than two decades in the Imperial Guard, first on a 15 year Sentence in the 316th Govan IV Highlanders Penal Battalion, and continuing to serve with the Unit even after his Official Release, so institutionalised had he become.