Callum Saville
Court of Blades: Prince
NAME: Callum Saville
FACTION: None
RANK: None
SPECIES: Human/Altiri
AGE: 22
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'8ft
WEIGHT: 200 lbs
EYES: Bright Blue
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Pale Tint Blue
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Tactical Leader: When it comes to knowing ones enemy, there is a lot of study involved. Callum excels in this department and is more often than not, one of the few people that can theorize a way to overcome great odds, and succeed. More so, he believes in the people he sides with and more often that not, wishes to inspire courage and resolve, even in the face of defeat.
One with Machine: One of the few perks has been working with other forms of machinery, able to connect and diagnose issues rather quickly and even fight better than expected with personal walkers or specialized tanks. Aside from that, he is a mechanical genius and knows how to quickly assemble and disassemble numerous components, as well as vehicles.
Where Were You?: It is a question he is uncomfortable to answer, deflecting it with strange hostileness. Something had occurred but no one seems to know.
Nerves Destroyed: While seemingly healed, he has still extensive nerve damage that makes him almost unable to feel most pain or sensation...this may be problematic if near acid or thinking he is still holding an object.
APPEARANCE:
Half human, half Altiri, it is almost hard to determine from far away until up close with his hands showing or around his neck the small hints of blue around his skin. Callum has black hair with green eyes, his face seems calm, as if all the pain he had felt in his lifetime had washed away. A bit of a stocky build, his body seems non-important.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born on the planet of Altiria/Anarris, Callum Saville had a hard life growing up as a disgraced noble. His father, the human half, left the planet without reason at a very young age with his mother having to care for what little was left behind. Studying for military leadership at an early age, he excelled at holo-chess and other activities involving deep thought and reason. Joining the military at the age of eighteen, the usual warring between the two species, Altiri and Anarrian for himself took a backseat to a constant threat that been around for centuries, the Spirit of Holowan.
When the former Zweihander Union had shown up to attempt to defeat such a monstrosity, they instead caused discord and chaos among the ruling powers. With their leaders killed along with tens of thousands killed in the aftermath from the Spirit of Holowans army along with Zweihander Union and against each other, the powers were fractured and destabilized. With his own mother killed during the conflict at the age of nineteen, Callum set out a seven year long road to vengeance against the Spirit of Holowan.
Opening up a small mercenary company, known as the Court of Blades, he set out to do small time work in local regions as a bandit killer and recon unit. Within a few years, he built enough resources to purchase a large dropship along with several experimental pieces of walker hardware which was heavily modified to be rather deadly. Gaining a reputation as an armored company, he was finally given the task and permission from both governments to attempt the kill on the Spirit of Holowan.
Using Anti-Grav chutes, the company threw everything they could when dropped on top. Destroying whatever equipment was available at the expense of their own lives. When Callum came face to face with the Holowan itself, he was surprised how an AI lived for so long...that was, until it activated a fire chamber system, burning the left side of his body to a near crisp. Taking a chance, he detonated from close range a plasma grenade and thankfully, destroyed the AIs core. With it, the Spirit of Holowan along with all droids shut down, defeated for a time
It came at a cost however, with Callums body burnt from first to third degree burns, he was medically evacuated. With what technology they had available, they kept a near constant rate of bacta and small grafts of synthflesh to repair his broken body. It took over a month to fully even move without extreme pain, much less have the cybernetic magnets installed. Requiring a cane to even move around without much assistance or even a wheelchair, his military career almost seemed to have ended. Hailed as a hero from the people on both sides of the planet, he used that momentum to grow his company forward, ready to expand it off planet and build some of that experimental bipedal walkers to be used by the company in full and to even sell.
With his death rather suddenly, the entire operation of the Court of Blades has seeminly vanished into near obscurity. However the Prince has become present once more, rather in surprising fashion. This did not end however as the apparent attempt to kill off the Spirit of Holowan once and for all had not only failed, but had let itself lay in wait. Callum now pledges to possibly finish what has started...but only after a long and bitter wait with the Brotherhood of the Maw, ones he worked with, now on his planets doorstep.
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