Tharn Vel
Character
| Age | 74 |
| Species | Human (Alsakan) |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 6′ 2″ |
| Weight | 198 lbs. |
| Force Sensitive | No. |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Tharn Vel is tall and lean, with a posture as precise as his command. His face is pale and angular, framed by a trimmed silver beard and swept-back white hair. His icy blue eyes are cold and calculating, always watching, always judging.
He wears a high-collared black Imperial uniform with a single crimson rank insignia and a silver belt clasp. A dark cape with a deep red lining drapes from his shoulders. Every detail of his appearance is flawless, meant to project control and authority.
INVENTORY
- Code cylinder (for encrypted access to Imperial systems and doors)
- Compact datapad (strategic briefings, orders, fleet status)
- Commlink (discreet and high-grade, for secure communications)
- Rank insignia plaque (worn on chest, denotes high command status)
- Slim vibrodagger (concealed, ceremonial but functional)
- Signet ring (bearing the Vel family crest, symbol of lineage and power)
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
Tharn Vel is calm, elegant, and utterly controlled. He speaks softly, with precise words and a cold smile that never reaches his eyes. He rarely shows anger, but his presence alone is enough to instill fear.
A master manipulator, he studies people deeply and uses their fears and desires against them. He believes order must be preserved at any cost and sees mercy as a weakness. His charm is polished, his threats subtle, and his ruthlessness absolute.
He values loyalty, tradition, and the image of civility. He always smiles—but it is the kind that unsettles.
STRENGTHS
- Master Strategist – Decades of naval warfare have honed his tactical mind; he sees battles as elegant equations to be solved.
- Unshakable Composure – He never panics, even under pressure. His calm steadies his officers and unnerves his enemies.
- Political Survivor – Tharn has served under Sith Lords, Emperors, warlords, and bureaucrats—and outlived them all. He knows when to fight, when to bow, and when to strike from the shadows.
WEAKNESSES
- Age and Physical Decline – At 74, he is no longer the soldier he once was. He avoids direct combat and relies on guards or officers for physical enforcement.
- Cynicism – His years of war and betrayal have made him deeply mistrustful. He rarely believes in loyalty or idealism, even when it's genuine.
- Detached Cruelty – His ruthlessness can blind him to the morale and humanity of his own forces. He may sacrifice too much in pursuit of control.
HISTORY
Tharn Vel was born into a noble house on Alsakan, one of the Core Worlds long known for its storied history and political influence. His lineage ran deep—his father, and his grandfather before him, were statesmen who served faithfully under various republics and democratic regimes that governed Alsakan. Though respected, the Vel family's influence never extended beyond their homeworld. For young Tharn, that was unacceptable.
From an early age, Tharn saw politics as a game of hollow gestures and wasted potential. He believed true power did not come from votes or speeches, but from control—of ships, of soldiers, of outcomes. At his earliest opportunity, he abandoned his family's expectations and left Alsakan behind, enrolling in one of the Imperial Academies at the height of the Empire's rule.
Tharn's mind for strategy and his cool, unflinching demeanor made him a perfect fit for naval command. He rose quickly, distinguishing himself in multiple campaigns. Yet, empires came and went. Sith Lords rose and fell. Ideologies shifted like sand in a storm. Through it all, Tharn endured. He never rose too high, never became a target, always adapting, always surviving. His name faded into footnotes, but his influence endured.
Now, at 74, time has begun to close in around him. With age has come a fierce desire to leave behind more than a reputation for survival. He has joined the Empire Reborn, a new regime claiming direct lineage from the old Galactic Empire. He arrives not with a grand fleet, but a loyal detachment of ships and officers who have followed him through countless banners.
Appointed as an Admiral once more, Tharn Vel is a man with nothing left to prove—except that history will remember him.