Just over seven feet tall, this ceramite and adamant clad post-human killing machine hails from a place and a time in which he would have been considered particularly short.

The powered armor that encases him might be likened to a walking fortress, or tomb; black slabs like basalt walls, hiding the Astartes within.

The 'man' beneath is dark skinned, hard eyed, and possessed of the kind of rugged angles that are not at all handsome in any desirable sense, but do mark him as a recipient of extensive gene-modification.  Three flat silver studs appear to be riveted to his skull, above his left eye.

His left shoulder's guard features a hatched silver field with a curious skull symbol, raised over crossed bones.

The right is whole, uninterrupted black - and reasonably fresh looking, as if something has been painted over.

NOTE:

This character is chem-gelded.  This means that he is, shall we say, -unlikely- to be drawn into sexual encounters.