Ca'Naamu Ruth'Litee

Species: Sangheili

Name: Ca'Naamu Ruth'Litee

Vitals:1.7 Meters, 30 years old, Male, pitch black armor

Armor Components: Spec Ops

Personality: Ca'Naamu is a silent killer, he specializes in Stealth and is often used as a spy in high-danger areas, he is a stealth force to be reckoned with, though often underestimated. Ca'Naamu has rarely been seen while moving around in the shadows with Active Camouflage on.

Weapon Set: Ca'Naamu uses Dual Needlers and an Energy sword, along with 2 Plasma grenades, though he doesn't use explosive very often.

Biography:Ca'Naamu was the runt of the family when he came to life, with 2 brothers and a sister, the biggest of the family was Ar'Kredisku, secondest biggest being Ca'Braau, and his sister being Ar'Meru,
His mother being Ar'Breenu, and his father being Ca'Hurnaau. After a year, his brother, Ar'Kredisku left them to be in the Covenant Army, afterwards, Marines invaded their home, The siblings got to safety at the cost of their parents, Ca'Naamu actually saw his father get pummeled to death by Marines, which was the beginning of the loop of depression, Ar'Kredisku heard of the incident and came back, being the oldest, he ran things.

Ca'Naamu joined the Covenant at a late age of 25, as he had to wait for approval from Ar'Kredisku, he began training, failing Brute Force exercises and graduating stealth exercises with highest honor, he given the rank of Spec Ops. Soon after, he began doing missions that associated Espionage.

Roleplay Example: "No!" Ca'Naamu watched helplessly as several Marines beat down his father. "WHY?!" was all Ca'Naamu could scream as the Marines ran off, obviously in a hurry to get out of the house, as soon as they were gone, Ca'Naamu got out of his cover, he ran with all his energy, directly to his dead father, he stepped in the pooling blood and looked at it. Ca'Naamu looked up to see his father's emotionless, cold face. "GAH!" Ca'Naamu woke with a fright, he looked around, to see he was not in the house his father died in. "I.. I thought that was the last time I'd have that... That nightmare..." Ca'Naamu whispered to himself as he went to where he had placed his helmet, it was strangely... Clean. When was it ever clean? Never since he had first got it.

He put on his helmet and he went over to the window, all he could see was the light of stars in Space, "Just like..." he stopped himself, he wouldn't speak of it, Ca'Naamu tested his Active Camouflage, it was working, he walked out of his room to the halls of the ship he was assigned to. "Never changed, probably never will." Ca'Naamu said to himself, he walked around the ship, before it was time for his guard duty, nothing ever happened on the ship, it was somewhat bleak and uneventful. "Guard duty, Ca'Naamu!" a guard yelled to him, Ca'Naamu nodded as he took the position. 2 hours and he would be free of the duty for the nonexistent day that happened in space.