Squad Name: Roland's Rapiers
Race Makeup: Malachian
Commander Name: Roland Eikenboom
Commander Details: Roland Eikenboom is a representation of all of the worst aspects of Malachi and all of its most successful in one terrifying, charismatic, blond package.
Roland was essentially born into Command, and it shows. Roland is the son of Pieter Eikenboom, an Admiral in the OSEA Navy who had been given command on Malach Point for three things -- his passion, his ideology, and his competence. Pieter had been a man who had been lit up with an energy that seemed to suffuse his entire being, throwing his best into every single goal he had to reach and striving his damnedest alongside everybody else with every directive he gave. He'd been an ideologue, striving with every moment to go turn mankind's gaze outwards, to aid and assist expeditions out into the deep black. And he'd been a man of talent, too, who seemed to be able to pull off damn near to everything that he tried himself.
Well, at least up until the war between OSEA and MRI, where he proved to be as human as everybody else and was horrifically mangled. At that point, he withdrew from Malach Point, staying in private life in OSEA territory. Roland Eikenboom, however, had not. Roland had been an impressive but somewhat concerning child, inevitably surging to the top of whatever classification or group he was placed into... and sparing little mind indeed for the less impressive around him. As a teenager he'd showed himself to have an insatiable ambition but also to have the drive to fulfill that ambition -- he kept himself busy with a full course of education, combat training, and time spent around the various bigwigs and officers of Command, talented in each. His education he devoured, his combat training he excelled at, and Command he grew very chummy with indeed.
So as an adult he'd been ingratiating himself into an increasingly militarized wing of the Command section, a group of increasingly paramilitary command officers, growing in prestige and notoriety, when the war broke out... and when his father left, Roland had already had far too much success to even consider leaving for a moment. His little wing of Command expanded, becoming a core part of the Malachian Security Forces, and Roland rapidly found himself a place of prominence as a Squad Commander.
When it comes down to it, Roland's Rapiers are all about Roland -- he is the point of the thrust, but he's also the one holding the sword. The way he commands is designed to allow himself to do things god damned well himself, and at all times, for he inherited his father's talent and passion, though not his ideology. In combat, Roland takes the front line and the most expensive equipment and tears a bloody hole in the opposition, with his squad supporting him and keeping him from being caught out. Out of combat, Roland relies on his incredible personal charisma to sway and woo the people of the places he goes, his raw presence a titanic enough one that he fills rooms and his name stays on people's lips.
However, the downside that comes from almost certainly being some manner of sociopath is that Roland doesn't actually understand people very well, and so trying to fulfill the needs of others, or operating off of genuinely even communication and trust-based coordination is rather foreign to him. It's not that he's cartoonishly evil and kicks dogs for fun, but it is that his number one priority at any moment whatsoever is always, always going to be Roland.
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