RIP Carlyle Rausgeber
"It's all been bloody marvellous..."
NAME: Carlyle Rausgeber
FACTION: The First Order
RANK: First Order Admiral.
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 43
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'3
WEIGHT: 93 kilograms
EYES: Green
HAIR: Graying brown.
SKIN: Carlyle's skin is pale, thanks to years of having been aboard the bridges of various starships.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Nope
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Dedication: Carlyle is a dedicated man, with pronounced loyalty to his cause, and to the welfare of his men. He'll always be found, either commanding his ships from the bridge, or writing a constant stream of reports from his personal quarters. What this translates to into battle, is Carlyle often offering to stay behind and covering the retreats of his comrades and allies.
+Charismatic: Like any good commander, Carlyle is a charismatic leader. He often cracks jokes at his own expense in order to secure crew morale. This continues, even when under fire he'll steel his nerves and try to reassure his crew as much as humanly possible.
-Stubbornness: Dedication leads to stubbornness. On more than one occasion, Carlyle has been the last man to realize a battle is to be lost, and this has translated into Carlyle's ships sustaining more casualties than necessary.
-Lapses in Judgement: Carlyle's long hours often have a toll on him. This may lead to him making tactical areas, conceding objectives when he could have taken them, and an inability to appropriately respond to threats and changes in the situation in time to counter them.
-Delusions of Grandeur: Carlyle is prone to having delusions and fantasies far beyond his years. He's often tempted fate with force users like the infamous Darth Vyrassu and junior Ren like Halle Ren. This flaw can be personified in the replica cape and uniform he personally designed out of dedication to Imperial Weapons Director Orson Krennic.
APPEARANCE:
Carlyle is always on duty in his mind, and it shows with his attire. He will never be found dressed in civilian clothing, and is constantly found attired in the neat black uniform of a naval officer. Although age has made his hair grey with the stresses and natural aging process, he ensures it's groomed in a way that commands authority. His face is dominated by the wrinkles, though he's aged gracefully enough to look like a warm uncle. Carlyle's sharp green eyes are another focus of his appearance, and the fact they roam. He never gives the appearance that he is in fact listening to the speaker in front of him.
BIOGRAPHY:
Carlyle was born on Avalonia, the son of an imperial bureaucrat and a mechanic. He grew up on the planet in a middle class suburb, fed propaganda by his father and having learned of starships from his mother, Carlyle enlisted at age 12 to the First Order naval academy. His aspiration to become a pilot was destroyed when it was realized he didn't have the reflexes for the job. However, his determination and willpower earned him the intrigue of the First Order Officer Academy. Although initially disappointed his dream job slipped from his fingers, Carlyle persevered and graduated at age nineteen, with the rank of ensign. Carlyles first job was to organize fighter attack patterns, a job which he excelled at. Due to his tactical nature, he slowly grew up the ranks, becoming more and more involved in the chain of command till he reached captain at age 36. Due to the rank, he was granted Resurgent class star destroyers with the mission of maintaining, and extending the Order's grip on their territories.
As the First Order expanded its reach across the Galaxy, Carlyle found himself at the centre of many affairs. Good, and bad. The first of course was his failure to respond appropriately to an inspection by Grand Moff Natasi Fortan, which saw the captain inexplicably lose control and berate a woman who could nearly tear the man in two with her glares alone. It however turned out, that the officer suffered a rare mental disorder, and was merely having a psychotic episode. Despite this, the captain continued to do what he did best, which was command vessels.
Most of the captains work would be primarily shoring up First Order defensive posts, and enforcing blockades over rebelling systems. His real time to shine wouldn't come till the Omega Crisis. Carlyle would also strike up a friendship with Tanomas Graf, and assisted the man in drafting up the first designs for imperial-x, though he would be the smaller role.
Captain Rausgeber was dispatched with a larger than average fleet to support the push to dislodge the One Sith Remnant from their superweapon. The attack was successful, but for Rausgeber it came at a terrible cost. Carlyle's ship, the Vindicator was nearly lost, and he himself nearly succumbed to the void, had it not been for Commonwealth vessels assisting in rescue operations.
Carlyle survived, but for him, this would be a turning point. When the husk of the Vindicator was hauled to Dosuun. Carlyle volunteered to assist in the repatriation of his crews bodies, initially out of morbid interest, but later loyalty. The officer had seen death, but never on such a scale, or such intimate detail. This formed a long term view for Carlyle about war, and it's true cost.
In the aftermath, Carlyle was promoted to Commodore, and began to command an expanded fleet compliment. At this time, the officer had a brief respite, during which he fell in love with Orson Krennic, and out of a delusion of grandeur, had a replica coat created.
Krennic's vision of the Death Star inspired Carlyle to do something else. Carlyle soon wanted to develop a force that he hoped would update the First Order's military ability to respond to attacks, the Rausgeber Doctrine. Using designs drawn up from successful naval installations on Varonaut and Hoth, Carlyle created a design for a nigh impregnable fortress which he hoped would serve as a deterrent to any attack.
SHIP:
Imperial-x Class Star Destroyer:Vindicator
Resurgent Class Star Destroyer: Malice
FACTION: The First Order
RANK: First Order Admiral.
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 43
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'3
WEIGHT: 93 kilograms
EYES: Green
HAIR: Graying brown.
SKIN: Carlyle's skin is pale, thanks to years of having been aboard the bridges of various starships.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Nope
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Dedication: Carlyle is a dedicated man, with pronounced loyalty to his cause, and to the welfare of his men. He'll always be found, either commanding his ships from the bridge, or writing a constant stream of reports from his personal quarters. What this translates to into battle, is Carlyle often offering to stay behind and covering the retreats of his comrades and allies.
+Charismatic: Like any good commander, Carlyle is a charismatic leader. He often cracks jokes at his own expense in order to secure crew morale. This continues, even when under fire he'll steel his nerves and try to reassure his crew as much as humanly possible.
-Stubbornness: Dedication leads to stubbornness. On more than one occasion, Carlyle has been the last man to realize a battle is to be lost, and this has translated into Carlyle's ships sustaining more casualties than necessary.
-Lapses in Judgement: Carlyle's long hours often have a toll on him. This may lead to him making tactical areas, conceding objectives when he could have taken them, and an inability to appropriately respond to threats and changes in the situation in time to counter them.
-Delusions of Grandeur: Carlyle is prone to having delusions and fantasies far beyond his years. He's often tempted fate with force users like the infamous Darth Vyrassu and junior Ren like Halle Ren. This flaw can be personified in the replica cape and uniform he personally designed out of dedication to Imperial Weapons Director Orson Krennic.
APPEARANCE:
Carlyle is always on duty in his mind, and it shows with his attire. He will never be found dressed in civilian clothing, and is constantly found attired in the neat black uniform of a naval officer. Although age has made his hair grey with the stresses and natural aging process, he ensures it's groomed in a way that commands authority. His face is dominated by the wrinkles, though he's aged gracefully enough to look like a warm uncle. Carlyle's sharp green eyes are another focus of his appearance, and the fact they roam. He never gives the appearance that he is in fact listening to the speaker in front of him.
BIOGRAPHY:
Carlyle was born on Avalonia, the son of an imperial bureaucrat and a mechanic. He grew up on the planet in a middle class suburb, fed propaganda by his father and having learned of starships from his mother, Carlyle enlisted at age 12 to the First Order naval academy. His aspiration to become a pilot was destroyed when it was realized he didn't have the reflexes for the job. However, his determination and willpower earned him the intrigue of the First Order Officer Academy. Although initially disappointed his dream job slipped from his fingers, Carlyle persevered and graduated at age nineteen, with the rank of ensign. Carlyles first job was to organize fighter attack patterns, a job which he excelled at. Due to his tactical nature, he slowly grew up the ranks, becoming more and more involved in the chain of command till he reached captain at age 36. Due to the rank, he was granted Resurgent class star destroyers with the mission of maintaining, and extending the Order's grip on their territories.
As the First Order expanded its reach across the Galaxy, Carlyle found himself at the centre of many affairs. Good, and bad. The first of course was his failure to respond appropriately to an inspection by Grand Moff Natasi Fortan, which saw the captain inexplicably lose control and berate a woman who could nearly tear the man in two with her glares alone. It however turned out, that the officer suffered a rare mental disorder, and was merely having a psychotic episode. Despite this, the captain continued to do what he did best, which was command vessels.
Most of the captains work would be primarily shoring up First Order defensive posts, and enforcing blockades over rebelling systems. His real time to shine wouldn't come till the Omega Crisis. Carlyle would also strike up a friendship with Tanomas Graf, and assisted the man in drafting up the first designs for imperial-x, though he would be the smaller role.
Captain Rausgeber was dispatched with a larger than average fleet to support the push to dislodge the One Sith Remnant from their superweapon. The attack was successful, but for Rausgeber it came at a terrible cost. Carlyle's ship, the Vindicator was nearly lost, and he himself nearly succumbed to the void, had it not been for Commonwealth vessels assisting in rescue operations.
Carlyle survived, but for him, this would be a turning point. When the husk of the Vindicator was hauled to Dosuun. Carlyle volunteered to assist in the repatriation of his crews bodies, initially out of morbid interest, but later loyalty. The officer had seen death, but never on such a scale, or such intimate detail. This formed a long term view for Carlyle about war, and it's true cost.
In the aftermath, Carlyle was promoted to Commodore, and began to command an expanded fleet compliment. At this time, the officer had a brief respite, during which he fell in love with Orson Krennic, and out of a delusion of grandeur, had a replica coat created.
Krennic's vision of the Death Star inspired Carlyle to do something else. Carlyle soon wanted to develop a force that he hoped would update the First Order's military ability to respond to attacks, the Rausgeber Doctrine. Using designs drawn up from successful naval installations on Varonaut and Hoth, Carlyle created a design for a nigh impregnable fortress which he hoped would serve as a deterrent to any attack.
SHIP:
Imperial-x Class Star Destroyer:Vindicator
Resurgent Class Star Destroyer: Malice
