A revenant invoked by a dying curse. Wears armor to conceal (his?) face at all times. Not very persuasive, not very charming, but a *damn* good commando leader, and not someone you want to cross. Possibly precognitive.

Origin: ???
Classification: ???
Powers: ???

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I saw the Shannon's purple tide
Roll by the Irish town,
As I stood in the breach by Donal's side
When England's flag went down.
And now it lowers when I seek the skies,
Like a blood red curse between.
I weep, but 'tis not women's sighs
Will raise our Irish green.
- "Jackets Green," Michael Scanlan