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Name: Veniktor Haines

Age: 397

Appearance: Veniktor has mid-length black hair, eyes so dark they could only be described as black, nearly white skin, and is average space marine height. He has no cybernetics, but has three hundred-year studs in his head where his hairline is receding on the right side. His expression is flat and unreadable, as is his monotone voice. He doesn't smile, and rumor has it he has never been friendly a single day in his life. To look at him is to look at one of the vermin-like Corvia, the small bird native to Kiavahr that the Legion is so fond of. His stillness in person is a stark contrast to the sudden violence he displays in battle when making a kill. 

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Desired position: Captain.

Equipment: MKVI Corvus Pattern Powerarmor, Jump Pack, Lightning Claws, Krak Grenades, Bolt Pistol (carried as backup). 

Abilities: 

Some say Veniktor once suffered the Sable Brand but was able to recover and regain his self control. This is how they explain his not-wholly-unique ability to call upon an almost supernatural level of fearsome, blind rage in the most intense heat of battle, and why his eyes are so black. Veniktor had trained to use a powerspear, with which he formerly employed the tactic of dive-bombing into the hearts of unsuspecting enemy commanders, but he now favors the claws as opposed to the more finesse-driven spear. 

Personal History: 

Like many of his brothers, Veniktor was recruited as a child from Deliverance, the moon of the forgeworld Kiavhar, homeworld to the Raven Guard in the Segmentum Tempestus. It was tradition in his family that the eldest male child be submitted for potential recruitment. It was an honor to be chosen, but at first, he missed his family. He wouldn't admit to it, for it was shameful to be caught still looking back, daring to hold any reservations about joining the Emperor's legions. Time passed and Veniktor eventually came to understand his personal attachments as the manifestation of a broader love for all imperial citizens. 

He fought aggressively, always keeping the notion of being their protector foremost in his mind, and thus he fit comfortably in the assault ranks. After many battles, age and experience had made him valuable. He was promoted to assault sergeant and charged with leading his squadmates. He still does a fine job at this, but his tactics have drastically changed. Veniktor was in a battle to retake a forgeworld from chaos-infused traitor legioners about a century ago, and he was nearly killed. For a time afterward, had lost his mind, attacking even allies until his wounds could be addressed. Weeks of silence later, he returned to duty, but was no longer the same. He was quiet, judgemental, cold to the neophytes, and demanding in his training. He forced his squad to exercise even greater independence in their strategies than any other, least he reprimand them for failing to use their own minds where it was called for. Lack of wit was a punishable offense in Veniktor's black eyes. he seemed to be brooding over some vengeance denied. 

Although the exact reasons remain unknown, Sergeant Veniktor was ordered to join the new chapter as one of their first captains. He had no say in the matter, nor would he have given one. He simply obeyed with a narrowing of his eyes and silence. This was probably an intentional move by the Master of Shadows who had become indifferent to him ever since his personality change. At least "Falcons" traditionally referred to the assault companies. Veniktor expected the new Lord Commander knew what he was getting into. 

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