Gnarled, grizzled, rugged, ugly and downright disturbing - just some of the adjectives that have been attributed to Danirith's Planetary Administrator within the first few weeks of him taking up the post. Antiochus certainly carries his years in full view - what hair hasn't been shorn off is white, and his wrinkles mingle with the scars, tribute to a life spent in the rougher corners of the universe.

Antiochus generally gives off an aura of impatience and barely contained bad temper, the sort of person who largely seems to find others either an impediment or an obstacle. He's the kind to call a spade a spade, while staring longingly at it and the prospect of lodging it somewhere painful.