Wulfram Armis

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Wulfram Armis
Biographical Information
Homeworld:	Mandalore
Date of Birth:	11 BBY (age 53)
Physical Description
Species:	Human
Gender:	Male
Height:	6'4" (1.92 m)
Weight:	197 lbs (89.55 kg)
Hair:	Black
Eyes:	Grey
Personal Information
Mother:	[ Deceased ]
Father:	[ Deceased ]
Allies:	None
Lightsaber Form(s):	Form V (Djem So)
Fighting Style(s):	Mandalorian Core
Chronology & Political Information
Era(s):	New Order Era
Affiliation:	Clan Arcona, Dajorran Marshals
Known masters:	Alethia Archenksova
Known apprentices:	Asani
Dossier:	15002
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"My duty isn't to myself or some dated creed, it's to the next generation, my foundlings. To give them a world of peace unlike the wartorn wastes I grew up knowing or the strength to survive what nearly killed me."

― Wulfram Armis

Wulfram Armsis, formerly known as Wulfram Armis'te'ad, is a born and bred Mandalorian, Patriarch of Clan Armis and member of Clan Arcona. A Juggernaut dedicated to protecting his Clan, children, and dearest friends by throwing himself into the fires of combat. He is a survivor of the Night of a Thousand Tears and is still haunted by the memories of The Purge of Mandalore to this day. Originally he enjoined Arcona as a way to find consistent work and protection for his children, though in recent years has found himself in an office of power.

Particularly serving as the Director of the Darjorran Marshals.

Physical Description

A muscular frame with broad shoulders marks his silhouette. A perpetual five o'clock shadow lines up to his short, box-trimmed, salt-and-peppered hair that frames sharp features. His nose, crooked to the left and split with a vertical scar, a perpetual reminder of The Purge when debris from a TIE Bomber run on the Capital crushed his face. His eyes, a slate grey in colour seem focused on some small detail at all times. Small scars mar the entirety of his body, breaking up his light complexion with reminders of Imperial Savagery.

Style

Wulfram, a consummate (though not Traditionalist) Mandalorian, can be most often found when deployed in his heavily modified beskar'gam. In official settings he wears an outfit reminiscent of the AAF Officers', bearing the Dajorran Marshals Crest on the Shoulder, or when at rest, as little as humanly possible. The man does his best to allow the scars that cover his back and neck to breathe when not forced to dress for the occasion and only dresses for the comfort level of his company.

Personality

Wulfram is a brusque and to-the-point man in public, with a curated intolerance of people who pry too deeply into the personal lives of others, and a deep-seated hatred of those whose goals have served Imperial Agendas. Just as much he bears a stigma against so-called Traditionalist Mandalorians for their part in the persecution and downfall of Mandalore, as well as the events that followed through into his childhood. His silence is not absolute, but stoic, speaking with tempered words, thoughtful actions, and carefully concocted plans while others with more fickle temperaments jump.

In private, Wulfram is a caring father, raising an assortment of foundlings, for whom he has vowed to make the galaxy a better place than the one he has grown up in. Both in terms of their culture, for those who accept the basis of the creed, but also in that each of his foundlings have proven to be Force Sensitives like himself. Where he knows he cannot do everything alone, he has taught the girls to protect themselves, to be able to survive better than he had.

Biographical History

Early life

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The Fall of Mandalore

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Mandalore

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The After Years

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Becoming a Father

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Joining Arcona

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Relationships

Alexandyr Douve

"How he survived, worse off than any of us, sold into slavery, beaten, abused, and still holds hope for mankind... He is proof there is kindness in the Galaxy that we're underserving of and I'm glad he's survived and made his way home."

―Wulfram Armis

Lillian Douve

"Crazy bitch, drives into enemy fire just to scream at me for trying to off myself. Then blows us both up."

―Wulfram Armis

Ruka Tenbriss Ya-ir

"Hardass. Respectful. Never knew a man his age I'd respected half as much."

―Wulfram Armis

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