Cal Voss

Role: Retired Striker, Mentor
Age: 67
Origin: Fringe Cavern, Mars
Skills: Tactical command, precision marksmanship, survival training, adaptive engineering, mechanical limb integration, hand-to-hand instruction

Profile:
Cal Voss is a legend among those who remember the early days of Mars’ settlement — back when the caverns were darker, the air was thinner, and every foot of ground had to be earned. A former elite striker turned survivalist, Cal walked away from the corps when politics started costing more lives than monsters ever did.

Battle-scarred and prosthetic-limbed, he carries his past like a well-worn sidearm — never flaunted, but always ready. His right leg, lost during a collapsed tunnel rescue decades ago, was rebuilt from salvaged tech and stubborn resolve. It still gets him where he needs to go.

He trained Lena from childhood — not because he wanted her to fight, but because he knew the world would demand it. From drills in the dirt to long talks under flickering dome lights, he taught her how to shoot, think, survive… and when to walk away.

Though retired, Cal’s instincts never dulled. He watches the world with a seasoned eye, speaks only when it matters, and keeps a hand close to his weapon out of habit, not fear. He trusts few, loves fewer, but would burn the tunnels down for his granddaughter.

Among the Devil’s Raiders, Cal is something between a myth and a guardian — the old warhorse who should’ve been buried long ago… but keeps on walking.

“You don’t need to win every fight. You just need to walk out of it.” – Cal Voss