"You see this scar, I got careless, bastard took my eye, I took his arm"

Lachlan Wallace "Rann" : Early in his life he was a Farmer with a wife and child, after retiring from the war, his farm came under hard times and he took up a job with his old Platoon to keep less that pleasant collectors off his back, they trekked the Calar Desert and retrieved an old relic for the collectors, and upon return to his home he found his family had been butchered, his neighbour informed him that the collectors had "gotten bored of waiting" he swore against getting attached, and would carry his sword in his family's name, naming his greatsword Bertha (after his late wife) he now travels the land looking for work, doing what he does best, Kill.

Note: This is an older piece done about a year or 2 ago now.