On a cold autumn night, under a black sky leeched of starlight and absent the moon, Captain Henry Baltimore clutched his rifle and stared across the dark abyss of the battlefield, and knew in his heart that these were the torture fields of Hell, and damnation awaited mere steps ahead.
Captain Lord Henry Baltimore, a lone soldier, veteran of the Great War. He now hunts men, both living and dead; never for bounty, always for sport.
"The best revenge is to be unlike him who performed the injury." -Marcus Aurelius
