Kaisel
Don't need a sign, nothing divine's gonna save me
Kaisel had come to Halo at the behest of his cousin, who knew Deimos and had suggested Kaisel broaden his training experiences by working with other professionals. So, the city boy struck out from home again, this time to as an opposite a place of Torchline as someone could get, but he was smart and picked the best season to do so. Still, he carried a pack of assorted supplies with him and two different jackets, to be safe. He was skeptical that a 'warm' day in Halo meant the same to him as it did to them.
Striking out from the skyship towards the barracks, referencing a map he'd been given, Kaisel wandered his way to the training field in good time. He set his pack down on a bench, watching the soldiers train for a moment, curious about their styles, though he saw plenty of similarities too. That was when the man also surveying the area caught his eye. He'd never met Deimos, but Koa gave him a description that matched the intimidating figure before him. Carefully, Kaisel approached, "Deimos, sir?" he asked, straightening up to a salute. "Kaisel Ashborn, reporting from Stormbreak for some training opportunities, sir. Koa Carpenter sent me."
Striking out from the skyship towards the barracks, referencing a map he'd been given, Kaisel wandered his way to the training field in good time. He set his pack down on a bench, watching the soldiers train for a moment, curious about their styles, though he saw plenty of similarities too. That was when the man also surveying the area caught his eye. He'd never met Deimos, but Koa gave him a description that matched the intimidating figure before him. Carefully, Kaisel approached, "Deimos, sir?" he asked, straightening up to a salute. "Kaisel Ashborn, reporting from Stormbreak for some training opportunities, sir. Koa Carpenter sent me."
Here only the strong survive
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
