[b]Name[/b]: Arios

[b]Faction[/b]: Adeptus Astartes

[b]Sub Faction[/b]: Salamanders

[b]Sex[/b]: Male

[b]Age[/b]: 328

[b]Rank[/b]: Veteran

[b]Specialty[/b]: Heavy weapons

[b]Equipment[/b]: Terminator Armor, Heavy flamer (Right), Chainfist (Left), Wyrm-Hide

[b]Psyker[/b]: No

[b]Personality[/b]: Compassionate, willful, and self sacrificing. Arios will do anything in his power to save his brothers, no matter the chapter. In his youth Arios was a fiery patriot, the inquisition could do no wrong and mankind was wining. However as he has aged many things have become clear, the beer goggles have been taken off so to speak. Arios now sees the galaxy as it is. Mankind is losing, slowly but surely they are losing ground. Even the holy inquisition is failing, many losing the humanity they claim to be protecting. However he is a space marine first and a pessimist second. He would gladly lay down his life for the imperium.

To say that Arios is a pyromaniac would be a major understatement, he seems to have an almost deviant love for the cleansing abilities of promethium. As a consequence he will take any chance he can get to bathe xenos and heretic alike in flame.

[b]History[/b]: As a child he started like any other child wanting to join the Salamanders, at the beck and call of a space marine and his forge. Arios spent many years under the tutelage of the space marine veteran, learning how to fight and the majesty of flame. By the time the trials began, Arios had learned all that he needed to. During the trials, Arios proved himself a capable warrior, outshining many of the other aspirents in the fields of battle. Eventually it came the time for his final challenge, the hunting of a salamander. Taking his sword, Arios traveled for many days and never found a salamander to his liking. They just weren't big enough. Finally, almost two weeks of constant searching he found it. A mighty salamander, larger than any he had seen before. Arios and the Salamander clashed, a battle that lasted almost hours. Eventually Arios won. Battered, bruised, and bleeding but victorious. 

Not long after, Arios was inducted as a Salamander and was shipped off to fight some enemy of the imperium. Since then Arios has been in so many battles it would be foolish to recount them. During his many battles, Arios learned of the beauty of flames. How it cleansed the flesh of corruption and the majesty of its form. Ever since that moment he has used flamers almost exclusively, save for a trusty chainsword. After a mighty battle with a great green skin WAAAGH! on some distant planet, an effort that took almost a decade to complete, Arios earned his Terminator Honors by single handedley holding a supply line for almost week of constant battle with nothing but a flamer, a chainsword, and his faith. However it mattered not for Arios, it was just his duty.

[b]Appearance[/b]: Arios looks like your run of the mill Salamander. Skin as dark as pitch, eyes red as burning coals, and features as strong as plasteel. However the left side of his face is horrifically burned from a malfunctioning flamer from his youth. The eye has been replaced with a cybernetic but the rest has been left alone. 

Armed with standard Terminator power armor, he has earned the right to bare wyrm-hide along his waist. A small section of scales from the Salamander he slew during his trials is worn over the left pauldron.