The Frigid Bleed
Rear Admiral Qwuan
Aging and stoic Rear Admiral in charge of Starbase 4139. You can tell this guy doesn't tell stories to his grandkids. And not just because they're all dead.
His skin is reminiscent of a coconut skin, both in color and texture. This is a man who expects obedience. It’s in his eyes. Not in color, but in action. The weary yet wise black dots regard only COs – and only when giving orders. Any one else receives either silence or a curt command without a glance. Look at his shoulders, and you can tell it’s not because of pride. They slump with the gravity of a million deaths, and years that went on forever – and ended too soon.