Gender: Male Height: 6'3" Age: 33
Appearance: Omar cuts an imposing figure at well over six feet tall, his bodybuilder's physique evident in his broad shoulders and thick arms. His dark skin bears subtle scarring from years of mechanical work and combat, while his clean-shaven head reflects the fluorescent lights of hangars and workshops. The man's most striking feature is his meticulously maintained beard, full and dark despite hints of premature gray, which extends into carefully groomed mutton chops that frame his face. His brown-rimmed glasses, slightly scratched from years of wear, lend him an intellectual air that contrasts with his intimidating build. He favors practical clothing: well-worn cargo pants with pockets full of tools and spare parts, and close-fitting tank tops that don't risk catching on machinery while he works. Several wooden bead necklaces, worn smooth from years of unconscious fidgeting during deep thought, hang around his thick neck.
| Power: 6 | Intelligence: 5 |
| Agility: 3 | Perception: 1 |
| Appeal: 3 | Grandeur: 4 |
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Since a young age, the American had been more quiet and resolved than his peers. He wasn't a nerd or outcast by any means, though- Omar had placed great stock in hitting the racks, building muscle, and had the genetics to go with it. Graduating with academic honors, and a scholarship from fitness, the man hit college with a running start. His real passion was that of Electromechanical engineering, or the pursuit of how machines worked.
Six years passed before he had his degree, and Omar soon found himself lacking work, even with his exceptionally bright mind and education. Just when his career-searching was looking hopeless he got an odd offer from the least likely of sources- a man had contacted him to see if he wished to work on their mechs, go through the necessary training to perhaps join them in the fields. The pay was good, it sounded like adventure, and Omar was still a young man.
Eleven years have passed since that day. The rigors and horrors of combat have taken a toll of Omar- the man matured and grayed beyond his years. As of most recent he fights alongside Arona and Thorsten, traveling to wherever wars are most prevalent, cashing in on the usual jobs. During downtime the soft-spoken hulk can be seen reading or tinkering away at his party's mechs.