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Sir Balthor
NAME: Than Barristus Balthor
CALLSIGNS/CODENAMES: N/A
FACTION: Commenor Systems Alliance
RANK: Systems Admiral
SPECIES: Human
HOME PLANET: Taanab
AGE: Fifty-Two
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'10''
WEIGHT: 189 lbs
EYES: Bright Brown
HAIR: Wispy White
SKIN: Fair
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
LANGUAGES PROFICIENT IN: Basic, High Galactic, Cheunh
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single
RELATIONSHIPS:
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
[+] Loyalty of a Soldier: Often jokingly called 'Sir Balthor' by his most trusted officers and crewmates behind his back, Than has almost a religious zeal towards his goals, and the goals of his superiors. He believes battles are won through unquestioning loyalty, and simultaneously displays this for and asks it of his crew. Because of his dedication to victory, and not glory or righteousness, they are loyal to not only him, but the fleet and it's ideals as a whole.
[+] Healthy Mind: Although he has only advanced in his career later in life, Than has had years of observing different officers above him, as a lieutenant, and later senior lieutenant, in the Galactic Republic. He spent his time collecting information on a multitude of systems, as well as studying various tacticians throughout the ages.
[+] Healthy Body: Another reason he is called 'Sir Balthor' is his odd choice of weaponry. Instead of just carrying a blaster pistol, as is customary of Imperial officers, Than insists on wielding a vibroblade as well, using it as a symbol of power. Whether one would believe it or not, this officer is no pushover. Than has spent decades learning how to use his sword, drawing inspiration from the powerful Form II of lightsaber combat, along with standard Republic hand-to-hand drills, to create his own militant style. He hasn't let old age take his body, and spends plenty of time keeping it in fighting condition.
[+] Politically Inclined: While not quite as socially adept as a senator or diplomat might be, Than has a solid grasp of procedure and protocol when it comes to pleasantries. He holds a quiet, kind confidence that he uses to levy favors, slip into the rosters of missions, or talk down potential enemies. He also uses this personality to calm and bolster his forces, inspiring confidence in them as well.
[=] Not Choking on Aspirations: Despite his political sway, Than has no desire to climb the social ladder for the sake of personal gain. He goes where he thinks he's needed, and this can often mean passing up opportunities that could benefit him to perform a task he deems important. Than doesn't care much for political gains, only wishing to make the galaxy a safer place.
[-] By the Books: Even though Than has studied fleet warfare in every sense of the word, he is most comfortable using tried and true strategies. He will often take the most obvious, most effective option in a confrontation, leaving his tactics easy to detect and counter by a talented commander. While he is willing to improvise should a situation go dire, Than will try any other option before a risky one.
[-] Knight in Shining Durasteel Hull: Than is an honorable man, and if that honor is brought into question, he is compelled to provide an answer. Insults to him, or his crew's honor will be met with hostility and challenge, and possible confrontation. There are rumors of accusatory insurgents being delivered into custody by Balthor with bruises and cuts, the most creative of these tales insisting on missing limbs.
[-] Happy to Comply: Because of his belief in structure and stability, Than puts his faith in his superiors. They have the whole picture, not him, and if a city of non-combatants has to be eliminated, there's a reason for it. While this makes him a better follower, power-grabs and betrayals by his own can blind-side him completely.
APPEARANCE:
"Sir Balthor" was obviously once an attractive man.
His face is weathered and wrinkled, having seen and worked hard in many a battle. Tufts of cloudy hair rise from his otherwise bald scalp. A rugged chin, often shadowed by a scraggly beard when not in combat, frames a kind face, and warm brown eyes that hold a calm intelligence all their own.
When on-duty, Than Balthor regularly sports a standard-issue officer uniform, decorated by his past insignias, proudly placed on his breast. Despite his arguably pristine occupation, the fabric of his knees and elbows are stitched together haphazardly, as if having been ripped often. He always wears a heavy blaster pistol on one hip, and his vibroblade on the other, even when he is in no danger of attack personally.
BIOGRAPHY:
Than Balthor had always kept a royal calm about him, even as a child.
He was born on Taanab to a rich family of farm moguls. Trimmel and Sheiva Balthor were astute businessmen, who climbed the political ladder to importance in the farming community on Taanab. Whether it be livestock, grains, fruits, or medicinal herbs, Balthor Consolidated was one of the top suppliers of the planet. They had an influx of credits, and lived luxuriously.
Than was their first child, followed quickly by a brother, Silas, and sister, Edine, all only a few years apart. Being the eldest, Than grew up with a quiet confidence, the face of the Balthor children. In his younger years, he would often accompany his parents to business summits and meetings, where he would often watch and absorb information. It seemed he was well on his way to becoming a businessman as well, following in the large footsteps of Balthor Consolidated.
Than's attentions shifted quickly to the military.
War raged around Taanab, but the planet itself was relatively calm. Than felt useless in the shadow of Trimmel and Sheiva, content to let Silas become the heir to the business. At the young age of eighteen, Than left Taanab, to train in an officer academy on Coruscant. He excelled under the intense training, his penchant for business being a natural fit for the pressures of command. He passed through the Academy quickly, becoming a Lieutenant, and later Senior Lieutenant, aboard the Republic Corvette Worthwhile.
He hovered at this rank for years, content to patrol Republic space. At one point in his career, the Worthwhile was boarded by pirates. They were staved off, but it was at this point Than picked up the art of war on a more personal level. He learned how to use a vibroblade, ensuring that he wouldn't be put in that situation again.
When the Republic fell to the pressures of enemies on all sides, Than was dumped into the galaxy, without order or purpose. He searched for navies that would take him, dissatisfied with all he came across. The Galactic Alliance welcomed scum into their ranks, practically welcoming disorder. The Knights of Ren for the First Order were no different, chaos incarnate. He refused to work with Mandalorians. He performed as an officer of the Empire of the Hand for some time, before that pillar of instability toppled. Finally, he found purpose the the Commenor Systems Alliance.
FLAGSHIP:
The Counterpoint - Commenori Reciever
KILLS:
N/A
ROLE-PLAYS:
TBA