Hanar, a cleric devoted to the god of war, Tempus, embodies the essence of neutral evil with a chilling pragmatism that serves his deity's chaotic nature. Standing at a formidable height, his physique is a testament to years spent in the service of war, his age somewhere in his late forties, marked by the scars of countless battles. His hair, once dark, now streaked with gray, is kept short and practical, much like the man himself. Hanar's eyes, a piercing gray, reflect a calculating intelligence, always assessing, always planning. His attire is a blend of ceremonial and practical: a dark, heavy robe adorned with the symbols of Tempus, worn over a suit of chainmail that clinks softly with every movement, a constant reminder of his readiness for battle.

Hanar's journey is driven by a desire to elevate the worship of Tempus, to see the god's influence spread across the lands through the strength of military might and the strict adherence to hierarchy. He believes that only through the iron fist of control can the true glory of Tempus be realized. However, his path is obstructed by those who resist the spread of Tempus' doctrine, those who cling to peace and order, and the inherent unpredictability of war itself. To overcome these obstacles, Hanar resorts to deception and force, manipulating those around him to align with his goals, and when necessary, using his considerable strength and magical prowess to crush opposition.

His methods, though ruthless, are effective because they exploit the weaknesses of his enemies and the chaotic nature of war, which he understands deeply. Hanar's life is a constant battle, not just on the field but within the ranks he so values, as he navigates the politics and power struggles of his faith's hierarchy. His unique quirk is a habit of reciting battle prayers under his breath, a constant murmur that serves both as a reminder of his devotion and a psychological weapon against those who would question his authority.

In the end, Hanar's relentless pursuit of his goals and his unwavering faith in Tempus lead him to a position of significant power within the military hierarchy, yet the conflicts within his life never cease, as new enemies rise to challenge his vision of a world dominated by the worship of war.