Name: William Volk
Age: 24
Class: Commisar
Equipment: Standard Commisar uniform and chest armour, adapted with Kaskrin greaves and pauldrons.
Adapted bolt pistol that has reduced recoil and increased fire rate, as well as explosive rounds.
Gas mask which he keeps on his person, as a reminder of his time with the Krieg Death Korps.
Chainsword made with the same material used for Space Marine armour, covered with holy symbols and words.
Skills:
Fearful presence - enemies are intimidated by his look, and most Guardsman and PDF are as well.
Loud voice - his voice can carry across an entire battlefield if he wished it, making it so that if someone disobeys an order, it's either on purpose on because of incompetence.
Righteous Zeal - will walk right into enemy fire in a moments notice without fear of death.
Disciplinary Actions - if he sees anyone shirking their duty, or an officer is too cowardly or stupid, he will shoot them right then and there and won't think twice.
Notable Deeds: Reached the rank of full Commisar at age 16 for his heroic charge against a heavily defended position, the youngest of his batch. Fought in the defence of an Imperial Guard Outpost with only a company of untested men and women, after he killed the commander for incompetence and assumed command. Fought hand to hand with an Ork Nob, and won. Served with the Krieg Death Korps for a time.
Time with Inquisitor: One year.
Appearance: 6 foot nothing, with red hair, blue eyes with scars over right eye and across left cheek. Has an authoritative look in his eye and has a somewhat arrogant stance. Has a sneer on his face all the time, even while relaxing or sleeping. His uniform always shines, even when covered in blood and gore.
Had a long scar on his midriff, and a tattoo celebrating his time with the Death Korps.
