[b]Name:[/b] Johanna Weiss

[b]Age:[/b]  36

[b]Gender:[/b] Female 

[b]Height and Weight:[/b] Five foot Seven Inches, 141 lbs

[b]Speciality:[/b] Captain of the Former Imperial Guard Regiment 407th Cadian, she has shown herself to be especially adept in defending small positions from greater threats by utilizing every available resource to her. She has also proven to be quite experience in fighting in close combat leading men into battle against foes in trenches, as well as defending against charges.

[b]Appearance:[/b] A rather muscular build, years of hard combat are clearly defined in every toned swell of strength that ripples beneath her skin. Barely a wrinkle marks her skin regardless of the stress of her position she has managed to keep herself generally healthy simply by not partaking in the less scrupulous acts of drinking or smoking. Her ebony almost black as pitch skin smooth as it is, happens to be marred in two specific places, from her left elbow down her arm has been replaced with a mechanical one after a rather nasty run in with an Ork. The other Blemish being a scar roughly healed with age some remnant of her dark skin color having returned to it, puckered and running from the top of her left brow to just below the bone of her cheek.

Regardless of these blemishes there is still a beauty to her, one that would likely be moreso if not for her battle hardened life that has caused her full lips to be in an almost constant thin line, her dark brown eyes to remain half lidded at most times. Thin brows arch over those eyes usually in an expression of cool self-restraint, though they can quickly change to that of fierce in the thick of combat. Her smooth skull never seems to grow even a speck of hair almost as if she had it removed permanently, she often tells her troops that it is simply one more obstacle that can cause a distraction or even an impediment in battle. She tells them that a good Soldier is streamlined, ready for anything, her body agrees with this fact as it doesn’t seem to have an ounce of fat, her cheekbones high, jawline strong, with a neck that is thick enough to shove she can endure, but thin enough to give hint at the rest of her form beneath her clothing. Everything else about her is rather the usual, broader nose, what one would consider average ears, and a bit of shape to her hips, just enough to make it easier to set a combat belt upon compared to a man, while her chest is rather lacking even without her flak armor it would be hard to tell if she had breasts at all.

[b]Uniform:[/b] She wears the typical garb of the Cadian Guard Officers, Cadian Great Coat, with Flak Armor, and a high peak officers cap. This combined with black leather combat boots, and a black leather combat belt embellished with a Golden Belt buckle in the shape of the Aquilla she looks quite the figure in combat as she tends to keep her uniform in as pristine a condition as possible regardless of the several bullet holes that riddle of the bottom of her great coat. 

[b]Armament:[/b] Upon her left hip hangs a sheath filled with the blade of a power sword, while upon her right hangs a holster with a simple las pistol feeling that if something more is required she is far in over her head already. Also hanging from her belt are two fragmentation grenades, of which she has found keeping at least one is most helpful. 

[b]Personality/Demeanour:[/b] Calm, cool, collected she keeps a hold of herself at all times, and though she is strict she is not harsh. She treats any Guard beneath her equally, and praises them for their achievements, and admonishes those who fail her. While she is strictly business with those who are enlisted among other officers, or those she grows to trust she will sometimes drop that wall and become a rather happy, if quiet person, softly chuckling at jokes, or even giving some of her own jabs in jest.

[b]Greatest Ambition:[/b] To lead her troopers into victory against the enemies of the Imperium. She has no greater want than to serve the Emperor, and will do so in whatever way she has to. 

[b]Greatest Hatred:[/b] Deserters, the undisciplined, enemies of the Imperium all fall under her wrathful gaze and have little mercy from her ire. 

[b]Skills:[/b] Especially handy with a sword she has been fighting in close quarters most of her career against the enemies of the Imperium, more recently she attained a power sword and it feels as though she had never used anything but the weapon. Tactics, leadership she has used these for a decade now after having rose through the ranks of the Cadian Guard, her experience and ability to utilize these skills effectively come from real combat situations themselves rather than simple schooling as other guard regiments might do. 

[b]History:[/b] Johanna’s entire life has been spent in the military, she was born upon an Imperial Navy Vessel to her Cadian Guard Parents. She watched from afar as they fought for the Imperium, and spent her time away from them under the watchful eye of a Guardsman too injured to fight anymore who told her nothing but of old war stories. This man’s experience and knowledge would be what influence her in her future years, when she finally joined the Cadian 404th. It was during this time as an enlisted Guardswoman that she would prove her worth, prove herself to be an enlisted officer. It all started on Keplos IV, where Dark Eldar had been raiding the planet for years, the Imperium not seeing the need to unleash their most powerful warriors rather sent the Cadian 404th, a regiment that had been undermanned for some time. They fought valiantly.

For three years the battle on Keplos IV raged, and Johanna rose through the ranks as needed in the field. When their Lieutenant was slain in combat, she lead her men in a charge against a large raiding party of Dark Eldar who were attacking Civilians, the resulting combat would change her life forever. As the smoke cleared she found that most of her men were still alive, and many Dark Eldar lay dead, her rank was sealed, and she held it. The combat continued for some time though, and again and again she took her men into combat with Competence and zeal like no other officer in the regiment ever had. She had gained their respect, and their loyalty. She never dreamed that she would become more, and was quite content with what she had earned, but fate is never quite that simple.

A year later she found herself on the moon of Yesiree, a chaos incursion wreaking havoc with the miners that had been there, the continuing growing numbers of Chaotic entities drew the Imperium to send the Cadian 404th to deal with the situation for as long as possible, to stall the traitorous enemies of the Imperium until the Angels of Death could arrive. Hold they did, though at great cost, Johanna losing even her Captain in the process. Being the next in chain of command she was quickly promoted and found herself as acting Captain. Battles raged back and forth, and only twenty percent of the Regiment remained by the time the Imperial Fist Chapter of the Adeptus Astartes poured from the sky and obliterated the enemies of the Imperium. The Cadian 404th still was not done though, their final task would take them all the way to Verdus Prime, where the fate of the Regiment would truly be sealed. 

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