"Existence is to be reveled; why would I refute?"
SECTION 1
BASIC INFORMATION
FULL NAME: Itrox Terat
BIRTHDATE: 06/25/1897 CE (86/2/2327 UC)
DEATHDATE: 09/30/1989 CE (01/4/2419 UC) | Age 92
SUBSPECIES: Lonim-Grandio
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'10"
JOB: Military Divsion Commander (retires 1986)
SECTION 2
APPEARANCE
Itrox is a shorter Grandio with wavy hair and a preference for casual clothing. He is never seen without his Boilweave fedora, even his wife says so (a humorous lie).
SECTION 3
PERSONALITY
Itrox is carefree yet disciplined; he maintains a casual but not informal demeanour when on the job. Outside of work, he is well-known for being a complete and utter party animal. Itrox is firm in his faith - especially in the truth that life is best enjoyed in great excess.
It is an open secret that Itrox is an ambrosia addict, albiet a high-functioning one. Most people who've worked at least once with him have some story of him always having one of the fruits somewhere, ready to bite into the second his responsibilities were clear. His addiction is largely tolerated, as it doesn't inhibit his work enough to make somebody else a better choice.
One could only imagine what he could accomplish if he wasn't always suffering from afterglow, or chasing his next high.
SECTION 4
BACKSTORY
Even in his youth, every adult that knew Itrox knew he was going places. He was a veritable genius, effortlessly excelling in all of his classes, with an especially strong passion for physical education and interpersonal communication. He could resolve tensions like few others and whip his peers into a frenzy for whatever game he found himself a part of, while devising strategies in the moment that would always leave whoever played against him with no hope of victory.
In his freetime, Itrox spent most of his time nose-deep in books. If it even mentioned the military, his grubby little hands would be on it eventually. He soon emptied his town library of its useful contents, leaving his parents with no choice but to bring him across North Martil to attempt the impossible task of satiating his mind.
So, it was no surprise when Itrox practically fell into the arms of a recruiter before he'd as much as gotten down the steps of his quaternary school. Itrox's prodigy status extended well into boot camp, and that much was recognized. He was pushed especially hard, and proved his determination in every test. Following graduation, he spent a few years as a peacekeeper.
Itrox's true test would come during the Hiji uprising of 1925. He was part of the first wave deployed, and his leadership talent would prove instrumental in one of the very first battles. He lead his squad to causing a quick break in the rebel line, leading to an unexpectedly quick and low-casualty entry into the region. He was soon after promoted specialist operator, with a platoon placed under hs command. Following the end of the conflict, he was again promoted to unit commander.
Unfortunately, Itrox had, like many others, come out traumatized. It was then that he fell in love with ambrosia, frequently choosing the devil's dinner to satiate his damaged mind. His performance began to degrade, but not enough to stop him. Over the following two decades or so, he more or less coasted. He was given control of an army, then the entire ground forces. Finally, after the disaster that was the Buland war, he was given the entire military.
And that is where it ends, for now. Itrox's story is still being written.