|Sergeant Hellington may not look like it, but he’s someone you want covering your back. |
He is a Sharaith denizen of Sufrinzon that can swim and breath the corrosive auv of its rivers and oceans as easily as walking the surface and taking in the wretched air.
As a squad leader of the Velsuvian Marines, the Sarge provides the Brigands unflinching support in their many conflicts against the ever-expanding Palle Empire. Ashe Stelfire heeds this respected comrade’s grizzled advice and considers him a friend.
But there’s something off about Hellington.
Superior officers are visibly fearful of him. He has been known to make orders that admirals then scramble to voice as the official word from the official chain of command.
He never faces repercussions for this seeming insubordination. Then again, the Sarge may have other secrets that motivates the superior officers’ deference to him.
One thing is for certain.
Calling him “Shark Boy” is a bad idea.