Name: Corporal Dacklin Heglen

Age: 24

Merits: * Loyal(Mental)

*Marksman(Physical)

*Stoic(Mental)

*Good liar(Social)

Flaws:
*Withdraw(Social)

*Underweight(Physical)

*Antisocial(Social)

*Lack of empathy(Social)

Appearance: Tall and skinny, his limbs seem too be too long for his body, he has high cheek bones, a long hooked nose and his face seemed sunken. His uniform is too baggy for him but in decent condition. He carries a rifle, bayonet and short sword, his rifle is in faultless condition.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he rarely smiles or talks, he has very few close friends. When he can he seeks solitude, the concerns of others being very low on his list, while not being a sociopath his antisocial ways gives him a certain lack of empathy to others. He is a loyal to those he deems worthy of it, he has a sharp mind and even sharper eyes. He prefers to watch and learn before acting.

Backstory: Born and raised in Driscol, Dacklin had spent his early years on a farm, hunting for food and pelts to sell. A disease ravaged his family’s farm, killing all the livestock and eventually his family, Dacklin was spared by some act of god and the sickness only wasted away his body. Having no other choices he managed to join the Imperial military, while not physically impressive his marksmanship was unmatched and he was given a spot in the Queens Eye, a scouting unit. Whilst severing he gained a mentor, Glenn, Glenn groomed him for scouting, teaching him all the tricks a good scout needed to stay alive in a combat zone kilometres away from friendly forces. After a few years mentor and mentee became close friends, who worked as an unparalleled scouting duo, Glenn shared more than just his military skills, he also recruited Dacklin to his cause , Glenn was a spy for a origination back in the Capital and worked for a man named Daud. Glenn’s mission was to move up through the ranks, gaining honor and esteem to one day retire from the military and have a position in high society where he would have clout to farther the cause.

Unfortunately for Glenn, one winter he caught dysentery and perished from it, leaving Dacklin with instructions to make his way to Dunwall when he could and meet with the organisation. Another two years later Dacklin found himself in Dunwall, standing in an old building in a district that was mostly flooded and deserted. With orders to embed himself in the City Watch, Dacklin quietly made his way once again surrounded by enemies who think he is a friend.

Faction Duad’s Assassins (embedded in the City Watch.)