Name: Herbert Myers
Medieval Weapons and Armor Crafting
Berserker Trance Training (Can throw himself into a controllable rage for a time, but this leaves him physically drained, and overuse could kill him in the long term.)
Krav Maga level 4 training (Blue Belt.)
Axe and shield fighting training
First Aid Training
Non-standard gear: A kite shield created with a layer of bullet resistant glass sandwiched between two quarter inch thick layers of steel, and a 12 lb combat augmented splitting maul. Several lengths of long wire for trap laying survivalist traps like snares, about 40 feet.
Physical description(images or written, I am fine with either):
Biography: "My entire life has been filled with the need to protect and help those who society tramples. My daughter was one of those Sorceresses you act so cruelly towards, and she's gone now, having gone out to help keep people like you safe. It's why I try to be kind to any of the sorceress units I meet, because they're someone's family. Every sorceress who feels the cold hate of this world can find comfort in that at least someone gives a damn."- Herbert when asked why he acts like he does towards witches and Sorceresses.
A brutal warrior, loving father, and broken man Herbert has lived a life of loss. When he was young, only 16, he accidently got a girl pregnant but swore he would stay with her to make things right. D.N.A testing was done, and it was confirmed that the little girl he had created with his would be love was indeed a sorceress in incubation. G.R.A.M moved quickly, seizing both Herbert and his lover while the baby gestated incase of some strange happening with the unborn child. Six months later, Herbert was there when his daughter was born and his lover spoke to him for the last time, dying shortly after. She made him swear to keep their daughter safe, and he of course made that promise. However, after his daughter was born she was stolen from him by G.R.A.M who wished to raise her to become a part of the Sorceress corps, a death sentence for many girls who are forced into it.
This left Herbert with only one option, over the next four years he pushed himself to his limits. He trained himself to become the greatest fighting machine G.R.A.M would of ever seen, his intentions were stupid but simple. If he destroyed all magical threats before his daughter went out onto the field, she would be safe. A foolish ambition, but his training did pay off. Four years of non-stop, bloody and sweaty work in both a forge and in a self made bootcamp turned this average young man into a muscular monster. As soon as he struck 18 he joined G.R.A.M's trooper division without any hesitation, much to the terror of his parents.
Six years later after serving relentlessly in G.R.A.M Herbert got terrible news. His daughter had been deployed at only ten, and she had gone M.I.A in her first engagement against the enemy, her troop having been ambushed while moving through dangerous territory. Most believe her to be dead, but Herbert holds out hope for it is now all that keeps him going, the constant shame of his failure weighing down on him. He prays he finds her before anyone else does, for he doesn't know how she's fared in the wilderness. Others might just think her some random witch and hurt her, and if that were to happen there would be nigh a force on the planet to save them, from him.
Other: Has met Morgan, the head Sorceress of G.R.A.M, and has a decent relationship with her. He even has been healed from grevious wounds for his constant assistance to any Sorceress squads in need near him while deployed, and she has saved him from several court marshallings for doing so from his commanding officer.