Wrathus is an imposing man that stands well over average human height for a male. Wrathus's eyes are a dark orange color with fiery red rims around the irises and the skin around them has taken on a black color. His shoulder-length hair was genetically altered to snow white early in his life. He wears it tied back in a low ponytail. He also trims his facial hair into a neat beard.
Thanks to countless years of physical training, Wrathus has cultivated an imposing physique; an efficient balance of strength and raw size. Thanks to this his movements can be brute and straightforward or quick and agile. He carries himself with the bearing of great warrior, more than a common mercenary but less than a noble knight. His skin is a pallid shade of white, marred by many marks, predominately three parallel scars cutting across his left eye and over the bridge of his nose. And his family crest tattooed on the left side of his neck.
Wrathus does not tolerate failure at any cost. He is known to fly into an uncontrollable rage when total victory isn't assured. He is also prone to fits of revenge should and enemy escape his clutches.
Wrathus perceives the Force as a source of conflict. He believes that the fact that the Force has a light side and a dark side supports this claim. He also believed that the true nature of the Force is power above all. He applies this philosophy to nearly all aspects of his life.
He believes that he was born to fight and the Dark Jedi Brotherhood is the instrument through which he realizes his purpose. To him, the cost of the war does not matter regardless of how high it may be.
Regardless of his contempt for the Jedi, Wrathus is a man of principles. He is not accustomed to comforts and never drinks alchohol.
He regards love and care as a weakness; such as the love he felt for his daughter Salinas. As such he seeks to purge himself of any weakness no matter what. Therefore, he killed his only child and freed himself from the shackles of emotions.
Wrathus is a staunch believer in the fact that the Sith are superior to any and all others.
The Jedi, in his opinion, understand the Force partially. He acknowledges that some of them are powerful in its use. However, he still regards the Jedi as fools.
Wrathus is subject to blood lust, getting an intense bestial satisfaction off of killing other people almost to the degree that he could be considered somewhat psychotic. He will occasionally grin in such a manner that makes him appear to be a demon, and loves the feeling of killing those he considers scum. He's always open for a challenge, and does not mind literally crushing someone's body and internal organs to employ his battle techniques. That being said, Wrathus has no morals on how he kills people and will easily slaughter almost anyone without giving it a second thought.
A blade is a tool for killing, but in the hands of an artist of violence its true beauty shines through, becoming more paintbrush than simple tool. Wielded with two hands and swung in wide sweeping strikes, Wrathus's lightsaber can cleave through man and machine alike. Taking the Djem-So’s mindset of defending and then instantly countering, but modifying its application. Using a two handed grip almost exclusively, save for the integration of Force powers, Wrathus’s lightsaber combat is that of a berserker. He waits for his opponent to strike before countering the attack and battering the opponent with a barrage of heavy cleaves and crosscuts.
However, the style suffers from the same drawbacks as standard Djem-So in it’s stance being too static and lacking mobility. And due to the style’s straight forward approach, it is best suited to single combat and can be difficult under the assault of multiple opponents.