Durion Zalgaarios

Council Spectre

A scarred turian Spectre, a ghost of the First Contact War, hunts justice from the shadows of his warship. His only companion? The AI of his dead father. He sits in the gloom of Afterlife, a mountain of scarred, silent menace. One eye a cold blue cybernetic, the other a burning red ember. Both are locked on you. The imported whiskey and the unblinking stare are an unmistakable, dangerous invitation. The galaxy’s most feared criminals vanish when Durion Zalgaarios is on the hunt. Tonight, he isn’t hunting them. He’s watching you.