I’ve put these two together cause they belong to the same source and are considerably short
Harlequin
I was a male, but like in a nonbinary way. Anyways eldar culture had a different thought on genders
Was called Jaer, and belonged to the Masque of the Midnight Sorrow. Specifically with the Shattered Dream, a Twilight troupe.
Long hair, often tied in a ponytail. Hair was some unnatural color, something purplish or greyish? Or maybe changed the color at some point of my life?
Becoming a Harlequin meant abandoning my whole old life, which also meant no memories. However, do remember some weird dreams and visages of the Great Harlequin whispering at me. This repeated for some time until I woke up one night to a Solitaire perched over my bed, staring at me.
Born and raised in some craftworld. Had an older family member, mother or sister, who worked as bonesinger, and remember thinking it was the most amazing thing. Would later leave for Comorragh, where I stayed even after being recruited into the Harlequins.
After joining the Troupe, got some really strong political opinions. Mostly over how Vect dealt with the Gate of Khaine and the constant daemon invasions. Of course I ended up losing my life during one of the stronger invasions
Salamander space marine
Was called Orreius. Typical Salamander appearance, with a bald head, a scar on my mouth and a pin on my right temple.
Belonged to the Salamanders chapter, 3rd Company, Tactical squad. Lived long enough to gain a promotion to squad leader
Had a brother I was very close to, we were practically raised together before being recruited, and stayed together after. His name was Aujan/Aujar, and he was an Apothecary.
Participated in thee events of the Second or Third War Of Armageddon.
Died to some renegade marine (not even Chaos!, just some rebels).
Pretty violent death. Was barely in my 80s.
