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"Power is the ultimate currency in the galaxy.
Violence is the most assured way to achieve power.
He understood that, let us not forget his lessons."
NAME: Ali'kuul Rexx
FACTION: No larger faction currently. Preoccupied attempting to consolidate power within the remnants of the Bryn'aduul
RANK: Warchanter, or leader of a Bryn'adul warlord faction known as the Crimson Call that picks at the scraps and tries to emulate the once-powerful empire.
SPECIES: Vaydralen
AGE: Mid thirties
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 2.6m or 8'5
WEIGHT: 111kg or 245
EYES: Red
SKIN: Ashen Gray
FORCE SENSITIVE: Highly Sensitive
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Brilliant Swordmaster: Ali'kuul has spent most of his life perfecting melee combat, both as a child training under his father and later tutors and then as an adult on planet after planet during the Bryn'adul's crusade through the galaxy. He still carries with him battle scars of past failures, but all of them over a decade old at this point. Few have been able to challenge him, and fewer have lived to tell the tale.
Vaydralen Movement: Due to his innate biology he is incredibly fast, quadrupling the running speed of the average human and doubling their reaction time in response to stimuli.
Pack Master: Ali'kuul has mastered the might makes right mentality of previous Bryn'adul peoples and races, his charismatic nature and ability in combat have seen him grow a strong cult following that blossomed into the Crimson Call.
Arrogance and Pride: So assured in his own capabilities and the capabilities of the ones under him Ali'kuul rarely considered loss as an actual viable option making his plans over arrogant and cocky. When he does begin to lose he often ends up being driven by instinct and emotion, his combat and tactical skills quickly devolving into a sloppy mess of brute strength and overwhelming will.
Religious Dogma: Ali'kuul believes that his mission, and the mission of the Bryn'adul, to exterminate weakness in all its forms is the only true way to live. He has been so indoctrinated by this dogma, even if he has changed his understanding and the understanding of his underlings that he sees no alternative.
APPEARANCE:
Ali'kuul is tall and muscular, even by Vaydralen standards, and he has carried this over into his overall aesthetic of being large, dominating, and overall threatening. He wears past battle scars prominently, rarely repairing his armor or having wounds professionally healed past what will keep him alive to let scars fester and form. Rarely is he seen without his armor but even his common clothes are angular, pragmatic, and devoid of significant flashy detail that would take away from their purpose.
BIOGRAPHY:
Ali'kuul was born into the Bryn'adul, forged by them and their culture all the way back to his earliest memory fighting in the streets of his species homeworld. Lacking any true formal education outside of typical Bryn combat training he has mastered his skills through experience alone which drove him ever further on bryn battlefields and invasions. He rose quickly, yet always felt a resentment that he was passed up by others he deemed less valuable or powerful which often got him in trouble with troop hierarchies. After the collapse of the Bryn he was lost, a wandering vagabond with a band of pirates desperately trying to cling on to something. Yet as his people were hunted down or worst: pacified, he could only feel an intense hatred towards the galaxy.
He would return to his homeworld to lick his wounds, and it is here that he would dive into his people's ancient past and ruins that had long since been forgotten. It was here he found a calling, call it a mystical dream, hallucination, or technologically induced vision he would find a future hidden within these ruins. Texts, texts of witchcraft and swordcraft that saw him make an incredible connection with the force and revive an ancient warrior culture of his people best aligning with the 'sith' values of channeling the force through emotion and power. He would spend a long time dedicating himself to this study, only resurfacing with this newfound power to unite several lost warbands and make their way to the planet of Traedaris. It is here that he would begin preaching the dogma of the Crimson Call, the ultimate call for violence. Efficient, brutal, and unforgiving, held back not by bias or regret. It is here he found Bryn'adul prototypes within labs run by the intelligent Ungolloi for technological ships and weaponry, far from the usual Bryn'adul bio-weapons, and odds are rejected by the old regime. Yet Ali'kuul would see their value, their pragmatism and efficiency and they would become the new weapons of his new crusade. It is on Traedaris that he established the Crimson Call, claiming territory and warring with other would-be successors of the Bryn'adul. Under him would be hundreds of thousands of Ungolloi, tens of thousands of Vaydralen, and thousands of Draelvasier who would answer his call. All would be singing the same song, the Crimson Call, the call for violence.
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