Be it during a fight or life in general, moral compass means little to Mortetior. If you don’t want a person harmed, you had better specify. General terms mean nothing to him as Mortetior only deals in specifics. If the rules of a duel say you can’t shoot before the count of three? A grenade over the shoulder is fair game, then. Tell Mortetior to stop someone at all costs, well, you better not be concerned if they’re brought back dead or alive.

Mortetior does not charge a high price because he has to pay for a life of luxury; he charges a high price because he knows that he is the best in the game and worth the credits. Those who do not know Mortetior will feel he is gouging them, but those who have seen him in action know that he always delivers. This bravado follows Mortetior around and builds on the success of completed jobs and can be off-putting to other Mercenaries that will try and lash back by pointing out his failures.

Mortetior is a cold, almost heartless individual. Utterly devoted to his work as a Sith, the Zabrak has no qualms sacrificing the little things to achieve the big picture. He rarely shows affection to those beneath him, instead choosing to use them as instruments to his will. His other devotion is Taldryan; wanting to see it prosper and heavily invested in its security.

All who gain power are afraid to lose it, and Mortetior is no exception. Some use their power for good, some for evil; Mortetior, however, knows that these are just points of view. He is on a quest for greater power, and uses all his skills and abilities to ensure his supremacy, regardless of the consequences.

Mortetior is utterly devoted to success in combat, no matter the mission, no matter the cost. He has spent his life building himself in the image of war, utilizing a dogmatic regimen that has lead him to a single-minded obsession with military success and requires intense physical and mental training. This training, however, has come at the cost of anything resembling empathy or concern for others - even his superiors and subordinates.

Mortetior wears out his opponents through use of the Force, agility, and evasion. Once he has sufficiently tired his foes through the Force, physical, or mental assault, he quickly tries to find a means of cleanly and swiftly dispatching them - usually resulting in a somewhat risky all-or-nothing attempt at a deathblow.