Dreadwing The Penguin (codex)
Gather ye round and hear tell of Dreadwing, scourge of the universe, bane of all spacefarers. Seldom a day goes by without some new nefarious scheme occurring to this contemptible beast. He prowls the stars in his flying saucer, leaving naught but bitter resentment in his wake.
Followers flock to him, drawn by respect or compelled by fear. At the sound of his name his enemies scatter to the four winds. He is DREADWING, the small blue penguin.
(Less complex way of saying it)
Gather here what Dreadwing has to say, rarely a day goes by without a new evil plan. He travels through the stars in his flying saucer, leaving a trail of evil in his path.
His minions crowd him they come because they respect him or fear him. At the sound of his name enemies run away. His name is Dreadwing, the little blue penguin