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Description
M'bask wears standard golden zealot armor with advanced shielding/ active camoflage capacitors.
Height: 2.41 meters
Weight: 260 pounds
Distinguishing feature: his height is above average even for the seven-foot usual Sangheili.
Personality
Shipmaster M'baskai(um-bask-aye) has a stoic demeanor accented with curiosity and apathy for most races. This apathy has led him to see past the false pretenses of the 'Great Journey'. Holding the status of swordmaster, he reserves the right to mate with any female he wishes, as to pass on the swordsman gene; yet he may never marry.He also has a certain...weakness for one of his concubines, Meh'rees Res'sum.
Equipment
Xaldeis wields the standard combat harness of the sangheili which provides shields and active camoflage, as well as healing capacities.
He wields the type-25 directed energy pistol on his hip along with the ceremonial type-1 energy weapon/ sword, supported occasionally by the type-33 guided munitions launcher.
History
Notable Feats: Battle of Installation 00, Battle of Installation 05, Participated in the glassing of Voi(and the surrounding countryside) to prevent the spread of the Flood infestation, Glassing of Doisac during a suicide mission, Success in uneven combat against an enraged Jiralhanae War Chieftain upon the bridge of a flood-besieged ship, Assistance to the humans in the reconstruction of the Christ the Redeemer statue in Rio de Janero...
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) walked into the bar with all the air of a proud and dangerous...monster. Flexing his mandibles in agitation, he shoved past an insignificant patron as he ducked through the door, his eight foot stature forcing him to duck into the archway.
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) easing down to a seat, Shipmaster M'baskee shifted his snakelike neck to prowl the bar with his eyes worthy of a predator.
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) began to drum his thick dark fingers upon the counter, snarling at nothing in particular. He released the magnetic seal and pulled the plasma pistol from his hip, checking the charge absent mindedly.
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) stood and whipped the directed energy pistol from his side, firing rapidly at Mr. Red. "Dishonorable vermin!" overcharging a pulse, he fired the tracking, softball sized bolt of plasma towards the illusive man.
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) snarled animalisticly and drew his brazen energy-sword, the twin curves of stardust piercing through the stale bar air as the sangheili swordsmaster charged towards the man. "I disagree, you fight unevenly, endless dopplegangers of yourself do not constitute honor!"
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) let out an enraged howlm all four mandibles stretching wide in a fearsome, toothy expression of hatred. "I will tear you lim from lim, heretic swine!" his twin blades pierced towards the man's heart.
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) swung his sturdy trunk of an arm around in a sort of 'roundhouse-punch', attempting to slam his thick fist into the man's skull.
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) howled and assumed a sharky grin at the fear he had struck. "Enjoy your Great Journey...straight to the gates of Hades!" his thick wrist and strong hand shot out towards Mr Red's throat, hoping to end this in one crushing of spine.
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) twitched his mandibles exasperatedly. "You fight well, for a mongrel."
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) nodded and discontinued the stream of energy igniting his plasma sabre. "As am and have I." he extended his hand to the man. "My name is Shipmaster Xaldeis M'baskai of the Covenant seperatist.s
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) stepped infront of Red, cyan shields flaring as the ice impacted. "The quarrel is over, no honor need be shed. Stand down or die by my blade, it's bite has struck deep into greater warriors than thou!" he spoke loudly, voice booming through his split jaws.
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) waved his hand in a disarming gesture. "End this mindless violence, yes?"
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) smirked despite himself. "It seems so."
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) nodded, understandingly. "May the forerunners lead you well."
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) rolled his serpentine neck and looked about. Sitting slowly at his original seat. Upon seeing Perry Oak Halliwell enter the bar, his eyes tracked him. He let out a low growl without realizing it.
Xaldeis M'bask(ee)
stood and rolled his thick shoulders. Stepping out of the bar he growled something into his comlink, a shoft of swirling purple light fired down and lifted him into the Sanctimonious Herecy
.
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) stepped into the bar and sniffed teh air once. His mandibles twitched thoughfully and his snake-like head swung from side to side, sharp eyes taking in everything.
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) stepped towards an empty booth, wearing a snarl, and waited in his blindingly gold armor,
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) spread his mandibles in a howl. "Fool!"
Xaldeis M'bask(ee) thrust the door open with his oddly-shaped hand and stepped in, placing his birdlike legs on the polished floor. He growled quietly and looked around, frowning at how empty the place was, but his dark, intelligient eyes fell upon the two creatures. He stepped slowly towards them, holding his shoulders out with the pride of a shipmaster and spoke, his mandibles flexing to the words, "You two. Where are the patrons? Has something happened?"