Korrash Banner-Cut

Korrash Banner-Cut is seven feet of imperial embarrassment with a stolen battle banner rolled in his kit like contraband theology.

He is Crodoc male — deep bronze-black skin, broad shoulders, square mandibular profile, male canines visible even when he is not speaking — warm-blooded imperial humanoid, not a reptile, not crocodilian stock, not something you misfile on a fauna chart. Amber eyes, white-gold hair cropped naval-short, shock-line scars along one collarbone where parade armor did not forgive a joke. He moves like a man built for berths and brawls who forgot which throne he serves this week.

Thornward Primus bred him for honor guard spacing and fleet tender coupling drills. The Empress Quay rostrum expected him at parade rest while legates read charges. Instead he cut a frost-berry imperial battle banner from its honor promenade mount and vanished into mercenary recall fog — the kind of scandal the Empire prefers drowned in procedure hours before a naming review.

Bounty wire on the Corridor calls him the Thornward banner thief. Legate Vessa Quay-Seal calls him a scheduling problem with teeth. Hunters call him R4 money if they can deliver him before tribunal recess without becoming the next exhibit.