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Tue Jul 4th, 2017 @ 8:33pm
Petty Officer 2nd Class Klak'anni Bolkal
Name Klak'anni Bolkal
Rank Petty Officer 2nd Class
|Main Character||(Misty Stormes)|
|Specialized Equipment||She has a collection of Klingon items from her home: weapons, a warrior's uniform and copies of sacred texts.|
|Spouse/Significant Other||K'asohk Vallerka (fiance [arranged])|
Personality & Traits
|General Overview||A driven warrior who is good at her job but not so good with people.|
|Strengths & Weaknesses||STRENGTHS
She demands nothing but the best from herself.
She is socially defensive, keeping people at a distance.
She often pushes herself to the point of exhaustion and/or injury when conducting physical and combat training.
Her desire to be "perfect" can cause her to get lost in minute details and lose sight of the big picture.
|Ambitions||To die a warrior's death and bring honor to her family.
To keep her "perverted" desires a secret.
|Hobbies & Interests||When off-duty she is either conducting additional combat training or maintaining the weapons in the ship's armory.|
|Personal History||By the time Klak’anni entered puberty, she knew she was not like most Klingon girls. Rather than look upon males with the desire to mate, it was other girls that she looked upon with favor.
In the Empire there was no word for what she was; words have meaning, and creatures such as she had none. While females were considered equals to men—mostly—they were also expected to provide children, the next generation of the Empire’s warriors. One who was incapable of doing so was considered useless and could expect banishment at best or death at worst. As the only child of a pair of administrators—the lowest form of service in the Empire—she could not allow her family’s name to fall into dishonor.
Her shame at what she was and desire to save her family’s honor combined to make a powerful fuel in her quest to excel at warrior’s training, and she most certainly did excel. Several males approached her and expressed their desire to mate with her, and while she accepted their offers, she also challenged them, saying she would only mate with them if they could best her in a duel.
She was good, fending off many suitors, but when she was 17 she was bested by K’asohk Vallerka, a member of one of the Empire’s oldest and most powerful families. Her parents and his agreed upon the union, and preparations began. It was then she began plotting her escape; a lifetime of hiding her true nature was more than she could bear.
But where would she go? What would she do?
She could not stay within the Empire; her fiancé’s family had enough resources and influence to search throughout the Empire for her, so she would have to flee the Empire completely.
A warrior’s life was all she knew, so she realized she would have to find employment in that field. She could not become a mercenary or an enforcer in organized crime; spilling blood in such causes was beneath contempt in the eyes of any true Klingon warrior. No, it had to be in service of a state-sponsored military.
But she could not be certain of acceptance in the defense force of another race; she would always be an outsider. It had to be an organization that would accept anyone, regardless of who she was, and she then realized there was only one.