Character
Nol’resh’stam
“Reshim”
“Reshim”
| Age | Mid Thirties |
| Species | Chiss |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 6’0” |
| Weight | 175 lbs |
| Affiliation | Placeholder |
| Force Sensitive | No |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Reshim stands tall, an imposing presence marked by the cold elegance typical of his species. His skin bears the smooth, rich cerulean tone of the Chiss, flawless and cold under dim light. Twin eyes of deep, glowing crimson serve as the most immediate point of focus—piercing, unblinking, and unreadable. They reflect an intellect that constantly calculates, weighs, and judges.
His face is a study in symmetry and severity with high cheekbones cut like stone, a squared jawline that exudes resolve, and a furrowless brow that betrays nothing. Not a single feature is wasted or soft. His expression remains controlled, his mouth rarely curling into anything but the faintest shadow of a smirk—or the flattest line of disapproval.
Reshim’s physique is a sculpted one, honed from military training and enhanced by calculated regimens. Broad shoulders taper into a lean, powerful core, his frame armored not just in tactical gear but in sheer discipline. Every movement is deliberate; there is no wasted energy in him. He wears his strength like a uniform. Chiseled musculature wrapped in precision-cut fabric or combat armor, depending on the moment.
INVENTORY
Weapons
Armor
Items
Armor
- Beskar'gam
Items
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
Reshim is a man of action wrapped in intellect. He’s a rare fusion of tactical daring and scientific precision. An individual that stands and enjoys being on the edge of chaos. A highly perceptive and quick-thinking individual, Rehsim who reads a room like a battlefield. There are things that he will notice that others may not. A man that is highly focused on results and puts metrics above all else.
He’s not an overly emotional person. Reshim does have an exemplary presence. Like a military officer of his caliber, out from his mouth comes clarity and authority. Not only is he capable of giving quick and precise orders, he is capable of analyzing data either by listening or data-sets. Like the Dark Side is to Sith, charisma is a tool he weaponizes. Reshim is adaptable in a situation. When variables are uncertain, he moves to flow with the changes.
STRENGTHS
Sharpshooter
Keen perception
Disciplined
Adaptive
WEAKNESSES
Morally Detached
Risk-Taking Behavior
Impatient with Incompetence
Overconfident
HISTORY
Reshim was born into House Nolstam, a prestigious military lineage within the Chiss Ascendancy, known for its longstanding tradition of naval excellence and strategic discipline. From the moment he could walk, he was trained to carry himself with the composure and formality expected of a future tactician. Etiquette, rhetoric, posture, and bearing. These were drilled into him alongside logistics, starship schematics, and battlefield theory. Yet prestige did not equate to luxury. His upbringing was strict, measured, and merit-based. Nothing was handed to him. He earned every inch of respect, driven by an almost obsessive desire to live up to his parents' expectations, particularly his father’s.
But that foundation would crack. As Reshim matured, his understanding of war and loyalty began to diverge from House Nolstam’s more insular doctrines. The pivotal fracture came during a heated dispute with his father over Reshim’s increasing sympathy toward the galactic Imperial order, and what his father viewed as betrayal of Chiss purity and autonomy. That confrontation escalated into a permanent rift. Words were said that could not be taken back. Reshim left, carrying that wound with him like a buried blade.
In a fit of pride and pain, he aligned himself with, now, The Sith Order, enlisting in their navy. Some believed he sought vengeance. Others whispered he simply needed a cause greater than himself. In truth, he sought purpose. Hoping for something that validated the sacrifice of severing his roots. Reshim started at the bottom, like any other enlisted man. Over time, his tenacity, quick thinking, and surgical precision earned him a spot in officer candidacy. He passed with distinction and rose quickly, proving himself as a capable starship officer with a ruthless grasp of both tactics and leadership.
His career flourished, until the cracks in the Empire began to show. A schism fractured the Sith and their military, pitting loyalties against survival. Faced with factions demanding allegiance, Reshim found himself staring into a reflection of his past. The same kind of ideological rift that destroyed his relationship with his father. History, it seemed, was repeating itself. Unable to reconcile the divides and unwilling to pledge himself blindly, Reshim walked away. This time not out of rage, but disillusionment.
Cast adrift on the far side of the Blackwall, with no navy to anchor to and no family to return to, Reshim turned to the only connections he had left: former contacts and subordinates from the darker corners of the galaxy. Smugglers, privateers, black budget scientists, and silent investors. With their help, he attempted to build a new empire. One that was quiet, compartmentalized, and profitable. What began as survival evolved into ambition. Legitimate businesses masked arms trading. Research labs doubled as testing grounds for estranged weapon projects. Data-mining firms fed information to syndicates and clients alike.
Reshim no longer serves a flag. He serves leverage. Yet beneath the layers of success, power, and precision, the scar of his past remains. Finding himself anchoring to the Mandalorians, he made himself a place within a fellow outcast’s company on Gargon. There he would look for other avenues to survive. Though, he would find himself branching out to old contracts.
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