A L L E G I A N T
O S S U A R I A
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Name | Ossuaria | |
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Character Class | Imperial Naval Commander | |
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Personality Traits | Tyrannical Self-Antipathic Overambitious | |
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Gender | Bigender | |
Force Sensitive | No. | |
Character Alignment | True Evil | |
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Color Code | Honey Gold | #FFC30B | |
Playby | Halo 3 Brute Concept Art | |
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"As I served you in the old wars, I serve you now."
Hopeslayers.
Republicbane.
Rebelfoe.
Epithets worn proudly by the Bandit-Imperial crew of the Ortan Invictus, named after the apprentice of the legendary dark lord Tulak Hord. They were grander in scope and training than the other marauder factions that haunted the void- they were pulled from the militant and disparaged, the Misbegotten Wretches of the Galaxy- those that threw themselves to the service of the dark in the Great Wars of the past century and their children. These militant savages carried with them a history of professionalism and cruelty that their commander would make use of.
They rallied around him as a focal point for their hate and revenge against the galaxy- attached to their mortifying abominations towards the peoples of the galaxy. Peace reigned, an order outside of their own held the Core, and it disgusted them.
There would be a democratization of terror, they would be the ruinators that usher in a New Age of blood and tyranny.
Ossuaria is a poor heir to this legacy of evil.
A remnant commodore plucked from one of the many darkside warlord states from the past century, even during the height of his passion and desire- he hated himself. He was not the man that should be at this post, he was not brave, he was not tactically wise, instead he had fits of cowardness that would have him fighting like a cornered snowmouse- taking the day not due to a courageous action but from the deep seated thanatophobia.
He did not take the field with his men to heroically lead them in a final charge against the enemy, he used it as an excuse to escape the stressors of astral combat.
He did not rule as a dictator- treating the Ortan Invictus as his own personal fief- to keep order and community among his men, but because it was one of the few ways he could control his own emotional worries that they would see him as a weak and inefficient leader.
He is a pathetic, pitiful man at the helm of one of the most violent and morbid group of fascists the Second Great Hyperspace War could produce.
Though, for his slave-like loyalty to the Sith- he was awarded the prefix Allegiant when brought into the Dark Empire. This gave him command of the space, air, and land assets in control of the Ortan Invictus. Equivalent to a lower tier variant of the Final Order's Allegiant General with a particular focus on astral conflicts.
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DANGER CLOSE 
BIG GUNS
NEVER TIRE
LUCKY SHOT 
NEOPHYTE COMBATANT 
DASTARD 
SITHDOG
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