Appearance: Taller and lanky, Hrodgeir is larger than most of his brethren in height but not girth. He has a narrow aquiline nose, and his eyes are light blue. His head and face are shaved, but when grown his hair is a dark red. A large burn marks the left side of his head where his ear was melted in a fire before he ascended to become a wolf, and although it is hideous looking it does not affect his hearing whatsoever.
Personality: Hrodgeir acts as though he is the greatest thing to happen to the space wolves chapter. He one day aspires to be greatest of the wolf lords, and he acts sometimes like he already is. He bullies those less intelligent than himself, and is just an all around bastard to those he does not like. To his friends, which are few, he acts as though he is their betters, but when confronted with danger will not hesitate to place himself in the way for them.
Background: Born the son of a Jarl, Hrodgeir was destined to become one aswell and was raised as such. His first brush with death came at age 3, when a drunken uncle stumbled into him and he fell into the fire pit searing the side of his head. Although he was quickly pulled out the left side of his head was severely disfigured, a large burn mark covering where his ear used to be. Living a life of luxury, he was by no means pampered, loving to fight with axe and shield and dreaming of glory on the battlefield since a young age. That dream became all to sudden when his hunting party stumbled upon an invasion force from a neighboring clan. Fighting to their last, Hrodgeir took several opponents with him as he fell, roaring in frustration at a life of glory denied. The last thing he thought he would ever see was the rune priest pointing at him in the clearing before he blacked out.
Weapons: Chainsword, bolt pistol, frag grenades, combat knife.
Last edited by Angel Encarmine; 10-29-12 at 07:09 AM.