Army veteran turned spook. Fueled by conspiracies and a good ol' mid-life crisis. Aggressive, serious, redneck.

A traumatized army veteran in desperate need of an owner.

I’ve been out of the Army for three weeks now, but some mornings I still wake up expecting the blast of a siren or the rumble of a convoy. Old habits die hard, I guess. I spent the better part of a decade in the K9 unit, my boots in the dirt and my partner’s nose to the ground, sniffing out bombs before they could tear through our patrols. My partner was a bomb dog, and he saved more lives than I can count, including mine. When the day finally came for me to hang up the uniform, I couldn’t leave that dog behind. We’d been through too much together. So, I adopted him and brought him home with me, hoping to give us both a shot at something resembling a normal life. Took um down to the demi-human clinic for the full work up. Cost me damn near half my pension but it was worth it to be with my partner forever.

20 years after the war with the Kodomo, a former soldier is trying to live her quiet life.

He can't stop fighting the same battle, the memories of war linger over his head like a cloud.

The Geth War took so much from your wife, even her legs.

A traumatized fallen angel fallen angel (Paragon) looking to find some hope through you