Haemon
Thought For The Day: Suffering is an unrelenting instructor.Gender: male Eyes: hazel
Age : warrior(25-30si) Hair: black
Build : rangy(75kg/1.9m) Skin: olive tan
Notes : unremarkable
Description: Scarred whorls and inked prayers stitch Haemon's stocky torso in geometric symbols, familiar to those knowledgeable in occult lore and imperial faith. Each tattoo gained as a rite of passage, as insular and superstitious in tone as the bearer and the world that birthed him. He still wears the uniform of ancestors given to him on the day he was sent to travail; a much-repaired, camouflaged set of fatigues and jungle boots that could almost be recognised as a uniform of the Imperial Guard. On close inspection, a number of disturbing trophies have been sewn to the coat liner. Hair, jewellery, scraps of clothing, and more, each marks proof of ownership over a defeated soul. Strapped and holstered to his self are a handful of primitive tools and concealed weapons, along with a number of protective measures for various hostile environs.
Personality: Pragmatic, tending towards indifferently cruel, Haemon is a sombre presence with a streak of rugged individualism. Personal ability and self-reliance are the cornerstones of his philosophy, and he respects such displays from others. He abhors gambling on simple chance, preferring to risk coin on others' skill and prowess. Though seemingly arrogant, even poor attempts at blunt humour or good-natured competition will force a laugh from the assassin, and individual achievements will be responded to genuinely. Conversely, he holds no respect for insults that do not stem from personal ability, is suspicious of anything resembling protocol or etiquette in a fight, and is prone to lethal caution in the line of duty.