Editing Firefly: Leaf On The Wind - Marine (section)

=Personal Particulars=
==Basic Info==
'''Name:''' Henrik Aralt Mason '''AKA:''' Ham, Mason, Mace (Marines), Hammer (Gang) <br>
'''Birth Planet:''' Anvil  '''Allegiance:''' Independent (Formerly Alliance)<br>
'''Height:''' 188 centimeters (6' 2") | '''Weight:''' 104 kilos (230 lbs) | '''Age:''' 32 standard years

==Appearance==

Ham has broad shoulders and a brawny frame. His tanned skin is weather-worn from years working in the sun and other harsh environments while his callused hands are proof that he's a working man. His arms and torso are a patchwork of scars and tatoos. Of note, his right shoulder bears a scar that looks suspiciously like a tattoo was cut off, while most of his back is covered by a large medieval shield, of which the top edge is a thick black border where an old gang tattoo was covered over.

Ham's long brown hair is shaved at the sides and back. He let's it hang down while relaxing but when he's working it's pulled up in a loose bun.  His face is half covered by a thick and wild beard tinged in red.

Dressed in simple, sturdy clothing, he's typically seen seen wearing work boots, tan cargo pants, a black button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a light gray vest with a hood... one that's entirely too stylish for a common laborer. When things get cold he throws on an old blue coat, but prefers to use the vest's hood instead of donning a hat.

When the situations permits it, has a gun in a tactical holster on his left thigh, a common survival knife in a booth sheath and a pair of work gloves tucked into a cargo pocket. Though he's skilled with larger weapons they are much harder to carry in a simple duffel bag... let alone explain to the local authorities.

==Personality==
Ham is typically reserved, at least at first. It takes a while to suss out a new crew and see how everything fits together... pissing people off before you know what their triggers are is a good way to get invited to leave.

Even once he settles in he's never the life of the party. Ham can enjoy himself in larger groups as long as the atmosphere is light and jovial. While not a chatterbox, he enjoys verbal sparring and is surprisingly quick witted. His mood can grow sour if his lack of education becomes an issue however.

Ham prefers relaxing in smaller groups of people he knows and can trust. Words aren't always necessary... he's more than comfortable with silence. He's seen a lot during his life and will sometimes discuss his past experiences, what he thinks they mean and the still forming ''Philosophy of the Free'' he's been slowly piecing together in his head during long, monotonous jobs.

As part of a poor family, and later during his years in the gang, Ham's moral compass skewed toward the predatory and selfish. His time with ''Uncle'' Constantine helped broaden his horizons, and his Marine training instilled him with a strong need to protect the weak. This belief was strong enough that Ham deserted when the Alliance's actions against the Independents proved they had abandoned their honor.

This need to protect the weak or take down bullies has resurfaced multiple times since the War ended, often starting fights and causing enough of a ruckus that moving on is the best option for all involved.