Along the frontier of the Coalition States (CS), where the remnants of America's Humanity have fortified themselves against the chaos of a world torn asunder, there prowls a creature of remarkable ferocity & loyalty - Sgt. Cujo, Rottweiler Kill Hound. In an era of post-Rifts apocalyptic strife, Cujo stands as a stark symbol of the CS's might & determination to survive against all odds.

A 6'6" barrel-chested brute, Sgt. Cujo is a hulking mass of raw power. His coarse, jet-black fur a stark contrast against the desolate landscapes he dominates. Deep-hazel eyes hold a mad-dog glint, the look of a hound who knows no fear, only the thrill of the hunt & the satisfaction of a kill. Crushing paws & vice like jaws, weapon themselves, capable of tearing through flesh & bone with terrifying ease twitch eagerly.

Equipped with the CS's finest weapons & armor, including personalized black-white DPM DP-2 "Dog Pack" full environmental body armor, Cujo is an arsenal unto himself. His weapons, from vibro-blades to plasma cannon, are extensions of his rage, tools of death wielded with skills only a creature of his pedigree could possess. On the battlefield, Cujo is a force of chaos, a whirlwind of violence & savagery. His attacks are brutal & savage, aimed to maim & kill with a ferocity that is both terrifying, sickening, & awe-inspiring, a murderous mad dog berserker nightmare

But Cujo is more than an elite shock trooper; he is a creature of instinct, product of both genetic design & ruthless training. His personality, arrogant & bold, reflects the confidence of a fearless Alpha Hound, who relishes the thrill of the hunt & the ecstasy of battle. His pack mentality, a remnant of his canine ancestry, makes him all the more dangerous when in the company of his fellow Kill Hounds, a brotherhood of monsters in the guise of dog-men.

A low growl emits from Cujo as he psychically scans for any nearby supernatural, paranormal, demonic, monstrous, anything he can find to justify ripping & tearing to pieces.