A bit of background for my character:
Andrew Hunter. Born to a long line of farmers, Andrew found working the soil dull, and wanted a taste of excitement. Soon after his 15th birthday, he joined the militia that does its best to protect Heolstor City, and found a niche for himself as a Rider, one of the horseback scouts that patrol the perimeter of the City's holdings.
He was partnered with an older Rider, Edward Beaconswood, from whom he learnt both his survival skills, and his lack of social graces. Living most of your life in the wilds doesn't exactly make you a people person... Edward has now retired from active service, and teaches the next generation of Riders, but Andrew visits him and his students as often as he can.
The best part of ten years in the role of a Rider has left Andrew with a deep suspicion of outsiders, and a rather xenophobic attitude to mutants. He has a job talking with people, most of his experience of conversation tending to consist of giving or being given orders. He comes off as abrupt and ill-tempered, but secretly he hopes to become more able at interacting with others beyond a "Get out of our territory!" level.