[B]Name: Hakael Caim[/b]
[B]Age: [/b]281
[B]Physical Description: [/B]For a space marine, Hakael is somewhat small in stature, not enough to trouble the fitting of venerated power armour, but standing shoulder to shoulder with his battle brothers un-armoured it is not difficult to note this fact. One should not take this as indication that Hakael pulls any less weight than the rest of his brothers. Other than the usual hearty collection of battle scars one would expect from a battlefield veteran the marine has one notable scar gifted by the "lucky" swing of a chain axe that also stole his right eye, as such he sports a [url=http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2013/136/f/3/space_marine_sketches_by_fonteart-d65gzy3.jpg]mechanical eye[/url] with the remnants of the wound stretching down to the edge of his nose. Hakael also has rough looking sideburns which he claim help intimidate his foes, his brothers are not so convinced yet his righteous rage terrifies many a heathen regardless.

[B]Character History:[/b]

Hakael hails from the planet Utartus where despite utilizing technology common in the 41st millenium, the populace rely on more primitive tribal methods as means of government, meaning that strength was everything. In a planet where only the strong survive, Hakael rose to an impressive societle standing, so much so that scouting him was a simple thought for the passing dark angels. While some may believe that being brought up in such a system would lead to an untrainable marine, Hakael quickly bowed to the overwhelming might of the emperor and fully pledged his spirit and body to his services as one of his finest.

During his time in the scout company, he quickly displayed his honed combatitive instincts, always charging into the nearest combat situation possible shotgun in hand and combat knife where that would fail. The turning point in his career came during the siege of vindar where the thunderhawk carrying his squad was shot down by patrolling Eldar vampire hunters and crash landed in one of the planets populated cities. With their sergent critically wounded, Hakael and his fellow scouts grabbed as much as they could from the remains of the thunderhawk and dragged their sergent to a nearby towerblock. What ensued was a 24 hours holdout against a merciless wave of xenos desperate to finish off wounded prey, however the staunch scouts used their claustrophobic surroundings to their advantage, forcing their attackers into close range and limiting their ability to fire collectively, allowing the scouts, spearheaded by Hakael, to slaughter the frailer xenos with their superior strength until an extraction team finally slipped through the Eldar blockade, earning Hakael his marinehood.

The majority of Hakael's notable exploits can be found in his time spent as part of the 6th company's assault regiment, his feats include taking part in the mass deep strike against the warboss Shnark Gregzin, being one of the few marines who collectively shredded the ork cutting off the head of the army, the joint assault on thrangar, a city overrun with chaos, where his squad was tasked with defence of imperial guard batteries pounding the southern district. Here he went toe to toe with many bloody thirstly fallen brothers and the incident that earned him his cybernetic eye. However his most heroic exploit came during the battle of Piscina IV, ironically he had recently been assigned to one of the 3rd company's tactical squads and had not earned much of a name with the venerable boltgun in hand but here he proved his prowess did not simply end at the reach of his arm. The battle dealt the dark angels a heavy blow as the greenskin tide outnumbered the valient warriors tenfold however through grit and determination Hakael fought to his limit, eventually standing side by side with far more venerable brothers in the defence of Koth ridge where straggling dark angels came together to halt the orks with a wall of flame and bullets.

[B]Psychological Profile:[/b]
While centuries in service of the emporer have long since forged Hakael into a staunch defender of the imperium, he still retains some of his rougher tendancies from days on Utartus, he is quick to anger and slow to forgive coupled with a fierce sense of pride in his own capabilities. While he can come off abrasive, often blunt in his use of words, he displays strong loyalty to each and every one of his battle brothers rarely showing concern for his own well being as using his strenght to protect his comrades falls well within the boundaries of his pride. In battle he preffers to think on his feet, leaving long term stratagem to the sergent on those above he utilizes his lightning fast reflexes on split second decisions, prefferable in the flurry of CQC, though natually restraint is shown where needed.

[B]Equipment:[/b] 
Mark VI "Corvus Armour"
MK Vb Godwyn pattern Boltgun with a Chainblade combat attatchment
Mk. Xf Hell's Teeth pattern Chainsword, dependant on the combat situation
Ceres Pattern boltpistol
Standard issue frag and krak grenades
2 x Combat knife