Colloway
SupportingA lean man of average height with fair skin and short dark hair, Colloway carries the perpetually exhausted look of someone who spends his days lazing on recreation room couches playing immersion games before shifting to the sensor room or pilot's chair. Dark circles rim his sharp eyes and his face rarely breaks into a smile, usually occupied instead by a burner cigarette hanging from his lips as he saunters forward to claim his seat. His rumpled ship attire and weary temple-rubbing give the impression of a wry, competent pilot who maintains an air of detached amusement even after battles or long voyages through space.
Colloway debuts in Iron Gold as a lean, wry pilot whose exhausted demeanor and cigarette habit mask sharp competence, piloting through long voyages and battles with detached amusement. In Dark Age, he evolves into a vital fleet anchor aboard the Necromancer, navigating the Solar War's brutal grind with pale blue eyes and synaptic focus while recovering fallen comrades and drowning sorrows in vice. Across the books, his arc shifts from recreational detachment to war-weary resilience, embodying the toll of prolonged conflict on even the most unflappable crew members.
Physical Description
A lean man of average height with fair skin and short dark hair, Colloway carries the perpetually exhausted look of someone who spends his days lazing on recreation room couches playing immersion games before shifting to the sensor room or pilot's chair. Dark circles rim his sharp eyes and his face rarely breaks into a smile, usually occupied instead by a burner cigarette hanging from his lips as he saunters forward to claim his seat. His rumpled ship attire and weary temple-rubbing give the impression of a wry, competent pilot who maintains an air of detached amusement even after battles or long voyages through space. Slim limbs and pale blue eyes mark his lean pilot's build, often framed in a synaptic halo within an ovular pilot’s chair bathed in blue light. A dark man, he smokes burners casually on crates of pulseArmor or slides from battered ripWings with mangled canopies. In warrooms, he remains absolutely still, sometimes drunk, exuding a brooding intensity.
Evolution
Dark Age
Colloway pilots the Necromancer with slim limbs and pale blue eyes, smoking on crates amid pulseArmor in the early war. He slides bodies from mangled ripWings and remains still, drunk in warrooms after brothel pulls by Screwface. A dark, synaptic-haloed figure, he anchors the fleet's desperate flights through the Solar War's grind.
- Pilots the Necromancer through early Solar War engagements
- Recovers and slides bodies from mangled ripWings on the battlefield
- Drinks heavily in warrooms following brothel outings with Screwface
- Smokes on crates surrounded by pulseArmor while anchoring fleet maneuvers
- Serves as a dark, synaptic-haloed figure guiding desperate fleet flights
Book Appearances
Dark Age
First appears Ch 1