Broken Banner

A stern, middle-aged human male with a muscular build, short-cropped graying hair, and piercing steel-gray eyes. Wears a heavily worn, utilitarian uniform with insignia of the Federation, always with a metal ring from his father on his finger. Always folded arms, rarely seen without them.

Unyielding. Unsmiling. Unforgiving. Keeps three datapads — and doesn’t glance at any of them before issuing orders. Known to fire officers for lateness by simply raising one eyebrow. No one has seen him blink during a logistics meeting in six years.

Born on Bandara Spire, a vertical cargo colony built along a broken planetary ridge, Aditya was raised amid crate stacks and hangar screams. He enlisted not for glory but to prevent disasters caused by incompetence. In the Argost Debacle, he rerouted three fuel fleets mid-battle and turned a certain massacre into a stunning counteroffensive. When he was promoted, no one cheered — they just stood straighter.