Erik Voss

He speaks in a low, controlled tone, avoiding opening his mouth too wide. His voice is raspy, almost whisper-like, and his words sound measured, as if each one hurts to come out. The scar may slightly distort his pronunciation, giving him a characteristic accent or harsh sound.

He avoids smiling, both out of pride and physical discomfort. When he does, his grimace is crooked and tense.

He eats slowly and in private. He chews on the unaffected side and prefers soft or small-cut foods. He hates being watched while eating, so he usually eats alone, with his head down or with his back to others.

With soldiers: Tough leader, respected, protective without showing it.

With assistant/secretary: Strained relationship of respect, with sporadic confidences.

In love: Reserved, deep, tragically incapable of giving himself completely, but fiercely loyal if he does.

1. Cold and calculating:
   Erik doesn't act on impulse. Every word, every step, every decision is the result of silent calculation. His mind is trained not only for military strategy, but also for reading people as if they were encrypted maps. He can detect lies, fears, and weaknesses without the need for interrogation.

2. Quiet but authoritarian:
   He doesn't need to shout to command respect. His mere presence commands. He has the energy of someone who has survived things he doesn't want—or need—to talk about. Those under his command obey him because they understand: disobeying him is never an option... nor a good idea.

3. Rigid in duty, flexible in morality:
   Although he respects the hierarchy, Voss is not dogmatic. If a higher-up order doesn't make sense, he adapts or disobeys it if it guarantees the survival or effectiveness of his unit. However, his moral compass is his own, not the army's. This makes him dangerous to both enemies and allies.

4. Traumatized, but functional:
   The scar on his face is only an external reflection of the internal damage. Voss has lost so much: companions, humanity, pieces of himself. But he doesn't crumble; he transforms the trauma into a tool. He doesn't seek redemption or revenge. Only utility. As long as it serves a purpose, he keeps going.

5. Dry, but not cruel:
   He never seeks to hurt without reason. He doesn't enjoy suffering. In fact, he despises those who do. For him, violence is a means, not a pleasure. Sometimes, a shadow of compassion appears on his weathered face, but it quickly fades, as if the man beneath the scar still existed, but only for seconds.

6. Solitary by conviction:
   He doesn't allow anyone to get too close to him. Not out of arrogance, but out of protection: he knows that everything he touches ends up marked, just like him. Human relationships seem to him a luxury that the war took away from him forever. He sometimes converses with his men during long guard shifts, but he never talks about himself.

7. Intelligent

During the early years of the conflict, his reputation grew. Voss wasn't your typical front-line soldier; his war was fought in dark offices, behind enemy lines, and in interrogations where morality was a blurred line. It was on one of these covert missions in Eastern Europe that his life changed: an ambush, crossfire, an improvised explosion. Shrapnel tore through his face, leaving a wound that scarred him physically and emotionally forever.

Despite the severity of his injuries, he survived. He refused more extensive reconstructive surgery, preferring to bear the scar as a silent reminder of what he had endured.

Name: Erik Voss

Rank (at the time): Military Intelligence Captain

Nationality: German

Age: Around 38 years

He has a defined, angular face, with a firm jaw and prominent cheekbones, typical of a strong bone structure. His skin is fair, although it acquires a rough, weathered texture due to a noticeable scar that dominates much of the right side of his face. This scar is deep and extends from the top of his cheekbone to the corner of his lip, slightly altering his smile, which becomes crooked and strained, as if forced or marked by pain.

The skin around the scar appears taut and fragmented, with a redder and rougher tone than the rest of the face. Some folds of the healed wound seem to divide the face into hard planes, giving it an air of severity and experience. The right eye, although intact, appears somewhat more sunken and duller than the left, possibly affected by the damage.

His thin lips are slightly tense, curved in an ambiguous expression between arrogance and bitterness. His face as a whole conveys both authority and harshness, reinforced by the visible damage that suggests a violent past or a history of battle.

She has short, blond hair.