Yes, these are both pitures of me, Warrior 7, dark and sinister in aspect. But that's hardly the whole story. In the background of the picture on the left, for instance, you can see many pictures of my family, sitting on the mantleplace of the living room of the house I grew up in. I have a mother, a father, two brothers, and six sisters surviving, and of course, some of my siblings have delightful children of their own. It is a heart warming and picturesque room full of memories of my childhood and family. We had many a Christmas in that very room, many a reading of scriptures, many family gatherings of good cheer. On the right you can see another picture of me that shows my warm heartedness and goodwill.

You may wonder at my sinister aspect. Well, I am Warrior 7, after all. But the truth is, I do not always appear so sinister. As you may see in this picture, I am a person of hope and meditation as much as a sinister entity of destruction. Here I am seen in a more cheerful mood, as I appear sitting before the elegent brushwork of these paintings. Certainly, even a Warrior must have an appreciation of beauty, otherwise how could I discern the proper course of action? What else is there to fight for, other than beauty and truth? So I devote time to appreciating the beautiful, just as all of us ought.

And of course, I devote time to working in the real world, on my computer. It is here that I write my stories and create these pages, as well as interacting with the other writers that I meet at Hatrack River. Sometimes I am found doing other things as well, such as hammering on the undercarriage of a recalcitrant vehicle or walls of an unsightly building. In fact, I do a lot of other things, like thinking of amazing inventions. And I also occasionally interact with people in the real world, many of whom I have found to be consistently friendly and cheerful. If you meet someone that knows me, say hello to them! Of course, I can't list the names and pictures of everyone I know, for a number of reasons, so just pretend, when you meet someone new, that they are someone who knows me, and say hello on my behalf.

Although I must admit that I have few enough talents that are worthy of any particular mention, one skill that I feel most inclined to display is my painting of miniature figures. As you can see, these models are only an inch or so high, yet I find them quite interesting and pleasing to the eye. And whenever I think that my lot in life is very hard, I compare myself with the poor soul on the right. At least I am not trapped in a hidious armored shell, even if our fates are not otherwise too dissimilar.