Hooter was the nickname of Lieutenant Carolstan, the task force’s magician. The small man had picked up the sobriquet because he wore thick-lensed glasses that made his large eyes, peering from within dark rings, look even larger than they were. The image had reminded someone of an owl. It didn’t help that Carolstan had a steady, unblinking stare. Those glasses marked Carolstan for what he was, even more obviously than his radiant sword insignia. The man had significant myopia, a defect that could be permanently and invisibly corrected with a minor implant, but he wouldn’t allow it. Like most mages, the refused any implants that would threaten the psychic integrity of his body. The Army wouldn’t permit contact lenses, so glasses it was, and "Hooter" was the result.