Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180202174451/@comment-27830834-20180204221845

Okay, here's my character (if you'll have me):

Name: Glavian "Glaive" Tarrack

Legion: World Eaters

Wargear: Mark IV Maximus Power Armor (heavily modified), Caedere Falax Blades, Butchers Nails.

Bio: Tarrack is a recent recruit to the XII Legion, having only having recently been cycled into the ranks a few decades previously due to an emergency recruitment drive from the Feral World of Mettalorn. His prowess in battle saw him seconded on to the Legion's infamous Rampager Squads early on, having been deployed on Pi Geminus 5 as part of the Imperium's main frontline vanguard, where they saw the heaviest of the fighting. However, after months of ceaseless fighting the xenos slaughtered most of his fellow Rampagers, leaving only Tarrack, stranding him in a somewhat awkward position as he is forced to mingle amongst his Legion cousins.

Personality: Partially due to his youth and partially due to the psycho-altering effects of his implanted Butchers Nails, Tarrack is almost disturbingly cheerful most of the time. He revels in combat as much as any other son of Angron but also wishes to prove himself to his elder Astartes the only way he knows how; through mass casualties. When not in the throes of Nails-induced rage, he's actually quite amiable and chatty, even though he inevitably tries to steer the conversation towards matters of kill-counts and battle trophies.