Susanoo Tsukuyomi
Atrisia's Western Wolf

- Intent: To create a fierce rival for Susanoo, leading the opposing squadron. Former Wingmate of Isla.
- Image Credit: Made by AI
- Role: Flight Leader of Reaper Squadron
- Permissions: N/A
- Links: N/A
- Age: 30
- Force Sensitivity: Non-Force User
- Species: Human
- Appearance: Rhea is the epitome of a battle-hardened veteran, her entire being shaped by conflict. She possesses a lean, athletic build that is both powerfully strong and voluptuously curvy, with the broad shoulders of a pilot and a narrow waist. Her face is more handsome than pretty, with strong bone structure etched with the evidence of her career, most notably a severe, silvery scar that cuts through her left eyebrow and carves a path down her cheek to her throat. Her eyes are a piercing, analytical blue, constantly scanning her surroundings. Her hair is kept in a short, practical, textured crop. She wears a form-fitting flight suit in tactical black and silver, worn and scuffed from use. The suit is personalized with the jagged insignia of Reaper Squadron on her chest and a column of kill marks lining her sleeve, a stark record of her survival. Every detail, from her assessing gaze to her adorned gear, marks her as a formidable and seasoned warrior.
- Name: Rhea Corvus; Callsign "Reaper One"
- Loyalties: Reaper Squadron, herself.
- Wealth: Moderate. Lives on her military salary.
- Notable Possessions: Her personal T-85 X-wing ("Hell's Scythe"); flight helmet; a vibro-knife given to her by her former wingman.
- Skills: Elite Starfighter Pilot, Aggressive Tactician, Squadron Leadership, Intimidation.
- Languages: Basic, Binary
- Personality: Cynical, abrasive, and fiercely competitive. Rhea is all sharp edges and pride. She leads from the front and expects absolute excellence from her pilots. She has a massive chip on her shoulder and hates losing above all else. She respects only proven skill and has contempt for anyone she perceives as weak, privileged, or not taking the fight seriously enough.
- Weapon of Choice: Her T-85 X-wing's laser cannons and proton torpedoes.
- Combat Function: Frontline Combatant and Squadron Leader. An aggressive dogfighter who specializes in high-risk, high-reward attack runs. She is a formidable asset in a fight but can be baited into over-extending due to her pride.
- Natural Ace: An instinctive, brilliant pilot with countless hours of combat experience.
- Loyal to Her Own: She would die for any member of Reaper Squadron.
- Poor Graciousness: She is a terrible winner and an even worse loser. Victory makes her gloat, defeat makes her vengeful.
- Predictable Aggression: Her tactics, while effective, often rely on overwhelming force and can be anticipated and countered by a clever opponent.
Rhea's career began as a testament to unwavering belief. As a proud Lieutenant in the Galactic Alliance Defense Fleet, she flew as part of the legendary Rogue Squadron, embodying the order and hope it represented in the fight against galactic threats. Her combat prowess at Kalidor and Brentaal IV earned her the callsign "Reaper," a mark of her cold efficiency. Yet, her effectiveness was magnified by her partnership with Isla Sable, her "Reaper Two." Together, they formed an unparalleled tactical unit, their synergy in the cockpit a perfect balance of Rhea's instinctual aggression and Sable's calculated precision. This professional bond deepened into a profound personal connection, a passionate relationship forged in the adrenaline of combat and the quiet intimacy between missions.
The Fall of Coruscant shattered this unity. Responding to the desperate distress calls, Rhea and her squadron arrived too late, finding only the wreckage of the Home Fleet and the burning world below. The catastrophic loss extinguished the idealism she had fought for, leaving only a core of burning anger. In the ensuing chaos, as the Galactic Alliance command structure dissolved, she witnessed a second, personal collapse. Isla Sable, her anchor and counterpart, did not share her grief. Instead, Sable analyzed the tragedy with chilling detachment, framing it as a necessary purge and the failure of a weak system. This ideological schism severed their bond irrevocably.
Driven by vengeance and disillusioned by the fleet's fragmentation into warlord factions, Rhea took decisive action. She gathered a cadre of similarly disillusioned pilots from elite squadrons and deserted, forming the mercenary unit known as Reaper Squadron. Their mission was no longer service to a government, but the pursuit of retribution. They sold their services to any world willing to pay, striking Imperial targets with a hollow fury. This period was marked by effective but soulless violence, a reflection of Rhea's own state—using action to outrun the memory of her shattered partnership.
Her path shifted again during a contract to defend a mining colony, where she fought alongside a cell of the Hidden Path. After the battle, their commander offered not payment, but a purpose that resonated with the embers of the belief she had lost. This encounter prompted a critical decision. Rhea chose to bring Reaper Squadron into the Hidden Path, seeing in its cause a return to fighting for something greater than profit or personal vengeance. She agreed to operate as their autonomous strike force, a arrangement that allowed her to retain command while finally channeling her rage into a fight that meant something. This decision set her on a direct collision course with the ghost of her past, now manifest as Commander Isla Sable of the resurrected Shadow Wing.
They were effective, but hollow. The credit was good, but the cause was gone. During a contract to defend a mining colony from Imperial privateers, they fought alongside a cell of the Hidden Path. After the battle, the Path's commander didn't offer them payment. He offered them a question: "Do you want to keep selling your anger, or do you want to start fighting for a purpose again?"
The question stuck in Rhea's craw. The Hidden Path offered a structure, a clear enemy, and a cause that was more than just profit. It was a chance to be a soldier again, not a mercenary. She agreed to bring Reaper Squadron onboard, but on her terms: they would operate with autonomy as the Path's sharpest tactical strike force. It was a way to hold onto her identity and her command while finally channeling her rage into something that felt, for the first time since Coruscant, like a real fight.
The arrival of the Atrisian pilot was, to Rhea, an infestation. The sleek, alien lines of the Kabaneri fighter were an arrogant splash of foreign engineering in her hangar. And the woman who flew it was worse. Susanoo Tsukuyomi moved through the Odessen base with the unshakeable poise of a royal guardsman, her silence feeling less like shyness and more like contemptuous disregard for everyone around her. Their first meeting was a clash of tectonic plates. Reaper Squadron and the newly formed Strike would be able to preform missions together or on theirr own. Rhea moved them as needed within the Hidden path.