An expanded Description:
Sergeant Janus “The Griffon” Alderan has spent the past 15 years stationed on the outskirts of civilization. Too many good men and women have fallen at his side, and he has grown jaded and resigned to the realities of war and death. He still has nightmares.
Janus finds some solace in a friendly game of dragonchess. He takes what small pleasures he can, with a sad smile, in daily life, but always as an outsider looking in.
Solidly built, short-cropped hair, weather worn face. Warm handshake with penetrating eyes, a gravelly voice spent after years yelling over the sounds of battle.
Janus has been granted temporary leave, and hopes to make the best of his time. Perhaps, to recall what it is that’s worth fighting for.