Field Marshal James Tiraninot
Gender: Male
Nickname(s): The Tyrant (don't call him this to his face or you'll regret it) Similarly he is very rarely called by his first name.
Age: 42
Height: 5'11"Weight: 167Personality: To most people, Tiraninot could be defined by either one of two different words. The first would be Efficient. Tiraninot is a very precise and organized individual. Able to juggle a very large scheduled with apparent ease and manage each of his duties, assignment, meetings, and paperwork with a quick and thorough completion. He has the mark of a man that knows how to maneuver around a bureaucracy skillfully and run a network of individuals fluidly.
The second word you would use to describe him to be, is
ruthless. Maybe even brutal. Grim, fierce and detached from morality, Tiraninot has a permanent scowl on his face. When other men break under the horrors of disaster, he crushes it's tragedies under his heels. Tiraninot Makes an intimidating presence in a war zone, never wavering, never losing face. Few are willing to cross him in certain matters, and the lynchpin behind his efficiency is his ability to force things to happen, at whatever cost. Tiraninot is a man who is both dedicated and willing to do whatever it takes to keep order and make sure that the interest of the government and the city are kept in working charge. He gives little hesitation towards making necessary sacrifices for the overall strategy, even if those sacrifices are peoples lives and livelihoods. Any rivals he may have can expect little mercy and a lot of opposition from him, and any threats are eliminated.
Thoroughly eliminated. Secretly though, their is another word to describe him. Ashamed. Tiraninot maybe be willing to resort to the most underhanded and atrocious of methods to ensure things are running smoothly, he still has some pangs of guilt over some of his actions. Secretly he keeps a mental record of every person who's lives he's ended or ruined. Though he believes himself a necessary evil in keeping the city safe, he still acknowledges that what he does is something he should eventually be punished for.Personal History: When Tiraninot was a young man, an event happened in Portum Animas that would later be known as "The Power Riots". An issue of over population arose in the city after people from the country side tried to migrate in mass into the urban areas. Crowding, some bits of racial prejudice and underdevelopment caused tensions to rise. While the situation could have been contained, as plans for expansion on residential areas were underway, containment of violence failed when several waves of immigrants contained people with the "gifts".
In the spark of a single heated argument between two of the "gifted" a large scale street brawl broke out. This incident caused several gifted members of the city to start banding together into groups and begin waging gang wars all over the city. Riots were happening everywhere, and it was common place to see blast of fire, telekinetic burst and other such attacks being thrown with reckless abandon. Streets were ruined and buildings were wrecked as a the city came close to total anarchy.
Somewhere during that harsh time, Tiraninot's mother and father were killed by a stray blast.
A new unit was formed in the city guard called the suppression unit, an early precursor to what would be today's "Gifted escort squads", that was task specifically with combating and arresting citizens with special powers. Tiraninot joined at a relatively young age, and after months of bloody fire fights and back and forth battles between the suppression unit and the gangs the city slowly started to calm back down.
Years later Tiraninot would slowly move up the suppression unit's chain of command. When the new decision came into to regulate power gifted individuals between the church and state, Tiraninot jumped at the position to be head of military processing for the power gifted. Since then he has been put in overall head of research and training of "Tactical individuals" in Portum Animas.