Ulrich Offenheim

A tall and imposing young man. Rippling muscles and well worn weapons and armour reveal a man already familiar with the field of battle. His armour clangs softly after each footstep, and he carries the odour of leather and metal. His posture is rigid and disciplined, and his deep voice has the clipped military manner of a soldier. Though his face is expressionless, his eyes are bright and alert.