Appearance: (Will have a picture for him soon.) Jackson Starfield is a dark skinned man with a shaved, balding head with two patches of aged, white hair near his ears and the sides of his head that extends down into muttonchops with a greying goatee with hints of white in it. He has brown eyes and is fairly aged, having wrinkled skin and appearing generally elderly. However, he has a powerful physical frame with a stern no nonsense expression, and his appearance is rather intimidating to say the least. A ragged scar from some long ago fought beast reigns down from the top of his right brow to the bottom of his jaw, his right eye also being blind and grey.
Bio:
Jackson Starfield was born on Armora V to devout but poor parents in the lower hives of Armora V. Son of a butcher, he helped his father work in processing the meat down below. However the lower hive of Armora V being a dangerous place and Jackson's neighbourood had an intrusion from one of the most terrifying things known to Armoran citizens; a Chimera. Armoran Chimeras, not to be confused with the famous guardsman vehicle, are monstrous abominations that are often one of a kind and so ambiguous at times in terms of information about them they are commonly considered urban legend by the populace of the Hive World. But they are a very real threat, and they come in many individual and horrifying forms. Jackson's family and several others were killed by the beast, a vampiric like spawn that had the dismembered head of a corrupted woman with her entrails and organs hanging loosely in bloody contusion below her. The beast was telekinetic, and it proceeded to paralyze numerous civilians and local hive gangers with its powers, and then draining them to the last drop of their blood and moisture, turning them into shriveled husks of corpses.
However, Jackson, having been brought up to be a devout believer in the Emperor and having been indoctrinated fairly well by the local missionaries stood fast against the creature that had just butchered his family, and with but a mere knife he managed to brave its psychic terror and stab it straight in it's head, puncturing the brain and killing it.
Such a feat had not gone unnoticed, and having been rendered a young, orphaned child, Jackson was quickly scooped up by the Schola Progenum to begin training as a great servant to the Imperium. His trauma however made him a rather introverted individual for a long time, and he instead focused on theological devotion and went well on his way of becoming a ministorum priest, to serve as a holy warrior on the front lines.
After which, he served in a few various campaigns (this will be fleshed out properly at some point) with Armoran Imperial Guard regiments, and also personally requested to be involved in any missions of hunting down abominable Chimeras and other great beasts of the lower Armoran Hives, still to this day bearing a grudge and hatred to the monstrous kind that killed his family.
Currently, he is serving with the Hephaestus Hammerguard as a drill instructor for the troops, and as a battle priest.