Character Captain Malthus

[Captain Malthus]

" March unto oblivion "

General Information

| Name | █████ ████​

| Aliases | "Malthus"​

| Age | Fifty-Six​

| Species | Human​

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| Gender | Male​

| Vocal Sample | Dracula​

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| Affiliation | Darth Bellum, The 13th Umbral Legion > Dark Empire​

| Force Sensitivity | N/A​

| Status | Active​

Physical Information

| Height | Six Feet​

| Weight | One Hundred Seventy-Six Pounds​

| Build | Athletic, Fit​

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At a glance, there is not much to Malthus - A human above all else, though he rarely removes his helmet. His armor despite its age is rather clean, save for cracks and dents in it due to the harsh environments and battles he has fought in. If seen without his helmet or armor on, there is a noticeable dark side corruption in the form of a black ichor that stains his features. This same ichor can be seen oozing from the cracks in his armor.​

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Psychological Information

| Sexuality | N/A​

| Relationship Status | N/A​

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Indifferent | Merciless | Calculating | Sociopathic | Amoral

Malthus is a hardened veteran of combat, having honed his skills and mind on the battlefield engagement after engagement. He feels no emotions, and lives only to produce results and to succeed, striving for nothing less than perfection. He brings this expectation upon those who serve under him, which reflects how highly disciplined both he and the men and women he fights alongside are. It is speculated the dark side rituals he partook in removed his humanity, which may be the case - but in truth he simply cast aside what he viewed as weakness in service to war. The battlefield was unforgiving, and those that let the briefest moments of emotion show often found themselves to be dead.

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Abilities and Traits

Malthus is a soldier above all else, and has proven his mettle on the battlefield time after time across time; from his humble beginnings in the Sith Empire, through the New Imperial Order and across numerous theaters of war. On the ground he is a sharp minded and efficient leader, taking what troops he has and utilizing their experience as a shocktrooper unit to take the enemy by storm. He is an excellent marksman and skilled in close quarter combat, and his tactics with smaller troop counts and utilization of guerilla tactics lead the enemy to believe they are against a much larger force.​

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Strengths and Weaknesses

| Warmaster's Finest | ​

Captain Malthus is one of Darth Bellum's top infantry officers, with skills and tactics that have withstood the test of time and remained sharper than a razor's edge. The years of service under the former Sith Empire and New Imperial Order have served him well after the disappearance of the 13th Umbral Legion following Operation Kyber Dark. Having been banished to Otherspace, the 13th Umbral Legion had been hard at work establishing a base of operations under the supervision of Captain Malthus and others and regrouping. Despite the harsh conditions and lack of immediate resources, it was a task that was accomplished until the return of their lord and commander.​

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| The Void Calls | ​

With their banishment from the Galaxy as it is known, Malthus like the rest of the 13th Umbral Legion are bound to Otherspace. While they are able to temporarily break free from it to be deployed to real space, they soon get pulled back to the realm from which they are anchored - this makes their appearance on the field brief and fleeting. ​

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| Forward Unto Oblivion | ​

The concept of fear has been erased from Captain Malthus, like all members of the 13th Umbral Legion; the only fear they truly feel is the thought of what may happen should they fail their lord - They fight with unwavering ferocity and will charge headfirst into battle to break the enemy's lines and spirit. Captain Malthus is effective in this method when it comes to commanding his squad, able to overtake enemy positions and break across the battlefield.​

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| Thrall of the Dark Side | ​

Having undergone the rituals to enthrall himself to Darth Bellum as his battlelord, Malthus is essentially a creature of the Dark Side by extension. Where typical Light side Force Powers that have little to no effect on normal humans are harmful if not lethal to him.​

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[Captain Malthus]

BELLUM CONTRA OMNES
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Captain Malthus

| Location | Fortress, Kampe​

| Purpose | Unknown​

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The Dark Empire had done a considerable job of maintaining its grip on the Deep Core in spite of the Galactic Alliance's efforts to excise them and their presence. However, their lack of leadership had put them in disarray as independent warlords and the like now struggled to vie for control of what remained.​

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Deep within the fortress on Kampe, Malthus accompanied by two of his men trailing behind him moved through the metallic halls. Despite their aged and cracked armor, they still commanded a daunting and unnerving presence, troops stationed at the fortress giving way and making an effort to stay out of their path for they moved with purpose; they bore the markings of the 13th Umbral Legion, an insignia seldom seen within the Dark Empire, but one that was most definitely that of a Sith.​

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The exact nature of Malthus' presence on Kampe was unknown. No ships arrived, no clearance given - he suddenly just appeared as if from nowhere. The trio paused as the door before them hissed, leading into a large circular room with several arterial corridors all guarded by troopers. An Imperial officer who had his gaze fixated on a tablet sitting at the security console to the fortress' data vault glanced up, though they weren't fazed unlike the other troopers who seemed unsettled in the room. "Halt. State your purpose soldier."​

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Malthus said nothing, instead taking a step to the blast door that led to the secure data vault. The officer stood up in protest, drawing their sidearm and pointing it at Malthus, an action that prompted all the guards in the room to immediately raise their weapons. The two accompanying Malthus remained deathly still, like statues and their weapons in resting position. Malthus paused in silence before glancing back over his shoulder at the officer, seemingly unamused by the weapon being pointed at him, his gaze fixated on the officer who seemed to grow more and more unsettled by the second as was evident by the grip on their sidearm getting shakey.​

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A slip of the finger and a rogue shot went off, the blaster bolt flying directly for Malthus' face only to seemingly vanish as it impacted an unseen shield. The shot was promptly followed by Malthus unholstering his own pistol and returning a singular shot directly between the officer's eyes. Their head snapped back violently as the bolt tore through their skull before collapsing in a heap on the ground. The guards present moved to take aim at Malthus, only to be suddenly interrupted by shadowy portals appearing behind each of them. Knives sank into vulnerable points between their armor, slashed throats, snapped necks, bodies crumpling and falling forward dead as the guards were silently dispatched by the appearance of additional members of the 13th Umbral Legion.​

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Crusades, rebellion, conflicts that threatened to raze the stars- all prodded at the dormant beast that had been seemingly forgotten by the years as they passed. But now it seems that something shifted in the Galaxy, seemingly awoken from its shadowy slumber. Malthus nor his men answered to no one, or abided anyone else's authority within the Dark Empire, only him.​

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And he had issued a singular command...​

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All hands unto war.​

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