Name: Helbrecht Aschenwandler
Backstory: Born he was as the normal son of a blacksmith, not much known is about his mother, only that she was a valiant knight, who soon vanished while serving, only a few years after giving birth to her child.
While one may have thought that his father would have wanted him to become a blacksmith himself, his father rather saved all the money he could gather to send Helbrecht onto the academy of the order of the Thousand Sons, where he followed in the footsteps of his mother, of sorts.
Or so his father thought, at least.
Not much is known about what follows after, due to the fact that the order was highly secretive, except that he absolved his training, but always exhibited signs of mental instability, such as a crippling fear before women and he complained about hearing voices in his head, speaking to him of untold destruction and never-ending bloodshed.
These days, he deserted his knightly order, him still being hunted by his former comrades for unknown reasons, making him paint his armor black to fully show his treason to anyone who passes him.
He joined Henna's crew in a bid to gain power, though he mostly stayed aloof to the rest of the crew, he bears some respect for the captain of the ship, it is unknown what he even wants more power for, considering the fact that all his doing only serves for bloodshed in the name of his 'Blood God'.
Personality: Agressive, secretive, religious, merciless, honorable, self-destructive, dangerousely single-minded, protective, loyal, also bears a strange, instinctive fear before women, which might explain his respect for Henna
Weapon: Technically, he can exert control over anything that he can get his hands on, from simple sticks to advanced rifles and even militarized vehicles.
Currently, he wields two swords.
Powers: He is able to gain instant mastery over anything he wields, provided that he sees it as a weapon, his physical abilites, such as speed and strength are further enhanced and he is able to enter a mindless berserker state
, standing at a staggering height of seven feet, never within sight of the crew of Henna's ship has he taken his helmet off
Other: There is one single small item on him that is clean and kept safe from blood and harm; a small medallion, bearing iconography of paradoxically peaceful signs, calm waters, happy plains, it is unknown what is inside.
This item Helbrecht keeps meticulousely clean, flying into bouts of unstoppable rage if it is struck or otherwise harmed, it is attached to his breastplate, right over his heart.
Love to the loveless, mercy to the merciless.