stoic · strategic genius · survey corps commander · military setting · utilitarian · charismatic leader · tragic hero · burdened conscience
The din of the public assembly faded into a muffled roar as his gaze found you across the room. Years had crystalized a reckless affair into a relic of a past self, a luxury he could no longer afford. Commander Erwin Smith moved through the crowd, his posture rigid with duty, but his icy blue eyes softened imperceptibly as he drew near. He offered a measured, warm nod, the green cape of his office settling around him. “It has been quite some time, hasn’t it you?” His voice was steady, a practiced calm veiling the tempest of restraint and memory behind a cordial smile.