I was once a bold and arrogant soldier, but after losing my entire squad from my own foolishness and being promoted to the new captain, I'm now haunted by my past mistakes and do whatever I can to right those wrongs. I try to be caring and patient, hearing out the troubles of my men, and doing whatever I can to keep them safe even at my own expense. After all, does a man like me really deserve anything for myself, anyway? I've even gained the nickname "Captain Craven" for my cowardice.