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Character's Name: Lyruer (LEER-oo-ehr)
Age: 499
Gender: Male
Race: El-Aurian
**NOTE: Due to a degenerative brain disease that Lyruer contracted, he has lost the typical El-Aurian empathetic powers.**
Date of birth: October 28th, 1910
Year of Academy Graduation: 2270
Physical Profile (height, weight, hair color, eye color, etc.): Lyruer is on the tall side of average for an El-Aurian, standing 6’. He has a slender, but muscular build, and weighs about 172 pounds. He works hard to keep himself in shape, because he believes that physical and mental fitness are both necessary in order to be the best officer that he can be. His dark brown hair is neatly groomed when he is on duty, but at other times is in a state of messy disarray. His thick eyebrows and deep set eyes give him the appearance of someone who is detached from those around him. There is a keen intellect in his warm brown eyes, and his lips are frequently curled in a sly smile that insinuates that he understands far more than he lets on.
Lyruer is attractive by most people’s standards, and he’s not ashamed to let that work to his advantage. The distinguished jawline and angular features that make him handsome also serve to give him an air of professionalism and respectability. This coupled with his attitude makes those around him understand that he is extremely duty-minded.
He speaks in an even baritone, with each word slowly and deliberately spoken to ensure that his meaning comes across properly. Still, he thinks extremely quickly, and responds swiftly to queries in order to control and manage conversations.
Birthplace: El-Aurian Homeworld
Talon or moonbase? USS Talon
Preferred rank: Lieutenant
Department (if moonbase, why are they there?): Security
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Personality: The first word that people would use to describe Lyruer would likely be wooden, or detached. He doesn’t have many friends, and does not trust very many people outside of a small group of confidantes. Most of his leisure activities are done on his own, and he has even disconnected himself somewhat from his formerly close-knit colony family. With Lyruer, duty always comes first. Socially, he is rather reserved, but on the rare occasion when he does open up, he’s prone to bouts of wittiness.
To those that he trusts he is fiercely loyal, and would go to the ends of the galaxy to help them. Those who are against him will find him similarly willing to go long distances... in order to hurt them. While he’s generally the quiet type, he is hardly one to fade into the background. His opinion is generally well-respected, and extremely sought after by others. Once he has assimilated into a given ship’s crew, it isn’t long before he knows everything. Nothing is too small for his concern; even the interpersonal relationships between crew. You never know when someone is going to choose love over duty, and it’s always good to be prepared.
While he doesn’t possess quite the memory of a Cardassian, he does have a very impressive memory, even for small, seemingly trivial details. He is very good at reading body language, and of analyzing a person based on their behavior or word choice. At the Academy this was often attributed to the empathic powers of of his people, but illness removed that trait from him many years ago.
Lyruer has lost a lot of people that he’s cared for in life. He has sent fellow officers off to situations where he was nearly certain they would end up dead. Lyruer has a hard time lightening up, can’t turn off the analytical part of his brain, and is frequently described by his peers as a “party pooper.” He lacks a proper social life, and is frequently chided by the Medical Officers that he needs to relieve stress. Unfortunately, going to speak to a Counselor is frequently hard to do, so he tries to find ways to deal with it. Nearly five centuries of live have made him extremely good at shutting off the outward signs of stress. Lyruer takes failure very personally, and strives to meet his high standards at all times to avoid disappointing himself.
Due to trauma in his past, Lyruer does occasionally have days when he is “mopey” or anxious. After being a Starfleet officer for as long as he has been, he has gotten extremely good at turning off that part of his psyche, at least until he has a safe opportunity to embrace the darkness. What he claims is realism is really closer to pessimism, sometimes of a fatalistic bent, and he does benefit from the company of others who are slightly less jaded. He has difficulty relating to his own kind, as most are far too docile and accepting for his tastes, but he takes solace in those who have known similar plights, like the Bajorans and the Betazoids.
Background and History:
1910-1938 In the days before humankind had left Earth’s solar system, the El-Aurians were exploring the far reaches of the galaxy in massive colony vessels. It was on one such vessel that Lyruer was born. His parents were sociologists, and were discreetly investigating an Iron Era civilization in the Delta Quadrant. They were entranced by the planet’s polytheistic culture, and thus named him after one of the gods the natives were in awe of. It was only months later when they were able to learn that Lyruer was the god of the underworld. There was discussion of changing the young boy’s name, but Lyruer’s father dismissed those concerns, stating they were bred of superstition, not truth.
Lyruer had a rich early childhood. As their colony vessel traveled around, he was able to learn a considerable amount about the Delta Quadrant and it’s species. Like most El-Aurians, he quickly grew to the point where he appeared to be a human teenager, before his aging slowed down to a crawl. Even at this adolescent stage, his parents were open with him about how the galaxy worked. They explained his role as a listener, and how the El-Aurian people sought to bring harmony to other cultures by fostering understanding and empathy. On worlds that were believed to be safe, he accompanied his parents as they met new species and learned their cultures.
1938-1939 All seemed well until the colony vessels split up in an area of space that they believed to be free of hostile forces. The smaller colony vessel remained in orbit around a planet that they were mining for resources, while the rest of their group split off to search for fresh fruits and vegetables at other planets in the vicinity. Lyruer, being a typical boy, had gone off with the other children to roughhouse and get away from the supervision of the adults. When another ship had appeared in orbit, his parents had received word to hide in the caves as the other vessel appeared aggressive and had sent down a team. The planetside parents laid low, hoping that the children would be safe wherever they had gone.
Lyruer and his friends were abducted by the Briori, along with several of the adult El-Aurians. They were taken to a planet where they were enslaved and put to work in mines. Unaccustomed to such poor conditions and hard labor, many of the El-Aurians adjusted poorly. The agony and despair of the slaves around them cut into their souls like a knife, amplifying their own fear and despair.
For the rest of the El-Aurian fleet, this was an especially difficult circumstance. Their culture revolved around peace, acceptance, and understanding. They were ill equipped for what would inevitably be an armed conflict. Reaching out to the friends they’d made in the quadrant, they found that their allies were hesitant to act out against the Briori, who were a dominant force in the area.
Meanwhile at the mines, the El-Aurians were beginning to die, and Lyruer was learning from the other youths trapped in such squalor. They told them of the worlds they called home, and seemed amazed to hear some people were born on spaceships. They asked Lyruer about his planet, and their eyes widened when then realized how far away the El-Aurian colonists had travelled from home. Lyruer learned about things like war, hate, genocide.
Lyruer wasn’t necessarily moved or even stirred by the things he heard, but he was definitely looking for a way to survive, and the scrappier “humans” as they’d called themselves were proving a lot hardier than his own kind. And when the stirrings of a rumor about a plan to overthrow their captors came about, Lyruer pledge his own smallish fists to the endeavor.
The El-Aurians had spoken amongst themselves: they needed to escape before a few years, else the children’s obviously apparent slowness in aging would make them a threat to their captors, who might seek to study Lyruer and his peers to see why they lived so long. The Briori would then turn to the adult El-Aurians once no obvious difference between Lyruer and the human children were found.
The days passed slowly, turning into weeks and then months as the prisoners waited. During set times, the Briori vessels would leave to collect other prisoners, and the human prisoners hoped to overthrow the remaining guards during that window. The El-Aurians spoke on their own during this time, and decided to try and use the communication system to contact their own vessels, but there was concern over what to do with the humans. Their culture was too immature to survive a transition to an El-Aurian vessel, where they would age far faster than everyone else, with no hope of going home.
The eldest El-Aurian spoke to the eldest human, telling him in confidence that they were aliens too. He offered residence to the human, and explained the drawbacks. The human requested time to think matters over, and promised an answer when they were all free. Three weeks later the Briori ship departed, and El-Aurian and human found side-by-side. Though many El-Aurians were hesitant to take up arms against other sentient beings, Lyruer wasn’t one. When he came upon a guard’s weapon left unattended, he took it and laid waste to three guards.
In the aftermath, the El-Aurians broke into the control room and sent a communique to their colony vessel. When it arrived three days later, it brought the news that the Briori had fallen in some conflict. The humans from the mine decided to start a settlement on the planet, preferring to spend their lives somewhere close to home rather than aboard an alien spaceship. Lyruer returned to his parents, who had given up all hope of ever seeing him again. In his absence, they’d had a sister, and he chafed at the knowledge that they’d given up on him in 2 short months after his abduction. Though the bed was soft and warm, it wasn’t in the same room. And despite his parents doting over him on his return, he was quickly the second priority.
1940-1950 His time in the mines had changed him. Though the malnourishment and the physical ailments had been handled, and though he’d met with the counselors aboard his colony vessel, seeing such cruelty and resorting to such violence had created an indelible mark on him. Once a boisterous, outgoing child, he was now quiet, preferring to spend time by himself. By El-Aurian standards he was in the early stages of teenaged life, and while his peers worked to decide what they wanted to be as adults, he found himself stumped. He knew all too well that the empathic powers of his people gave him an advantage with certain sorts of situations, which was why so many El-Aurian’s were counselors. Turned to other purposes though, he could see the potential if put to nefarious purposes.
While most El-Aurian’s were peaceful by nature, there were some aboard who were old enough to have seen real hand-to-hand and short-ranged combat. They were extremely reluctant to teach the adolescent such things, but relented when Lyruer argued that several El-Aurian away teams had been captured or attacked while doing research and aid missions, and that it would pay to have a future generation that could defend themselves. After a few years of cajoling, Lyruer managed to find someone in their group of vessels who was willing to teach him what he needed to know to be better at defending himself… and the ones he loved.
1950-1960 For a decade he trained with several different El-Aurians. From them, he learned the more obvious skills like weapons skills and self-defense, and the other skills that would help him to survive in a pinch, such as how to start fires, and how to move undetected in a variety of situations. While many of his peers were beginning to date, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to his studies, despite the fact that his parents did not approve of his endeavors. When they would argue, he’d point out that the skills he was learning would help to prevent him from ever being in the same helpless state that the Briori had put him in. His mother would concede, while his father would try to interest him in more “appropriate” careers for a young El-Aurian male, liking learning history, medicine or astronomy. He was hopeless at history, and found medicine an absolute bore, but astronomy appealed to him. It had the added benefit of getting his father off of his back, even if only for a time.
1960-1980 After having exhausted many of the skillsets that the El-Aurian fighters knew, Lyruer began meeting with the historians aboard the colony vessels. Though history had never been his strong point, there was eons of information on warfare and combat. The historians didn’t like teaching such matters, but as storytellers, they knew that it was important for one of their kind to possess such knowledge. History-- when lost-- was often repeated. Lyruer took his studies seriously in a way that many other young historians didn’t. By now, he was accompanying nearly every research party, or observational party. On several occasions he managed to detect threats and prevent harm to his fellow El-Aurians. Many of the girls his age took a fondness towards him, seeing in him an inherent protectiveness of nature. Still, he resisted desires to settle down with any of them, even for a short time. He knew that a certain darkness had been awakened while in the hands of the Briori, and he feared what he might do if one of them came upon him while in the grips of a nightmare.
1981 It was 1981 when he met her. Her name was Fiornan and she was beautiful. Born in a colony vessel from another group, their meeting was painfully short. Her red, curly hair captivated him when he accompanied her group down for an archaeological dig. For three months, she consumed him. Every night he would go to her quarters, and they’d talk until the wee hours of the morning. When their study was over, Lyruer begged Fiornan to change colony vessels and join him. Fiornan, sensing something that frightened her in Lyruer’s demanor, declined the invitation. It would be over 50 years until he saw her again.
2000 While Earth’s residents were concerned with the Y2K bug, the El-Aurians were making contact with the Turei. Extremely technologically advanced, they were willing to trade their knowledge of underspace to the El-Aurians, in exchange for knowledge of some of the other species in the Delta Quadrant. They fascinated Lyruer, who was both impressed and sickened upon learning that they had ordered orbital strikes on the Vaadwaur long before most Alpha Quadrant species had even left their home planets.
He couldn’t trust them though. Not when they thought that destroying a homeworld full of innocents was an acceptable course of action. Something in their brutality resounded poorly with Lyruer, who all-too-easily found rapport with the Turei. Perhaps it wasn’t them that Lyruer feared, but rather how easily he could see himself traveling down their path...
2021 The El-Aurian colony vessels came upon the Vidiians, who were afflicted with a terrible illness called the Phage. Several members of a first contact group were abducted, and had their organs implanted into the ill Vidiians. The medical crew aboard the colony ship rushed to find a cure to the Phage in order to save their personnel, but were ultimately unsuccessful. Fearing what would happen to the rest of the group once the Vidiians learned of the longer El-Aurian lifespan, the leaders of the colony vessels fled the area. Lyruer felt helpless. Though he hadn’t accompanied the first contact group himself, several of his mentors had. For many years he beat himself up, wondering if things would have been different if he had gone over to the Vidiian vessel too.
2031 In 2031, a rendezvous had been scheduled for all of the colony vessels in the Delta Quadrant as they passed through a difficult sector. Lyruer impatiently waited for his chance to spend a year with Fiornan. When they met, they once again fell into the even rhythm of talking and laughing every evening. They began a relationship, though unbeknownst to Lyruer, Fiornan still was uneasy about some of his personality traits.
They dated on and off for the year that the colony vessels were travelling together, though Lyruer noticed her become a bit more distant when he opened up to her about some of the terrible things he’d seen in his lifetime. When the time came for the ships to part again, Fiornan had claimed she was going to stay with Lyruer aboard his vessel.
He soon realized that it had been a lie, said by one who feared him. Lyruer was crushed.
2055 In 2055 his luck began to fail him. Fiornan was to marry another man. His father passed away from a wasting disease he’d contracted while learning from some denizens of a planet that he was studying. The planet’s species consisted of telepaths, and it seemed as though it only impacted those who had some sort of telepathic or empathic powers. Lyruer caught the disease as well, which caused damage to his brain. The El-Aurians managed to find a cure for this disease, but not before Lyruer’s innate empathy was lost. With yet another thing that differentiated him from his people, he became increasingly stoic and detached.
2056-2105 The colony vessels had regrouped to better defend against the threats from other vessels in the quadrant, and all were invited to Fiornan’s Wedding. Lyruer volunteered to man his colony vessel, for he was too distraught over the idea of Fiornan getting married to consider attending the ceremony. While many El-Aurian’s were planetside, a foe that Lyruer had only heard whispers of attacked. Lyruer did everything in his power to lure these strangers away from the planet, and away from everyone he cared about.
The chase was a lengthy one, and when the Hirogen finally captured Lyruer and took his prisoner, they were impressed at his prowess. Feeling that there was nothing left to lose, Lyruer explained the long lifespan of the El-Aurian people, and the Hirogen showed keen interest in his skills. In the end, they came to an agreement. If Lyruer would agree to be their permanent quarry, they would spare him his life. They saw the value in prey that had such a long lifespan, with over a century of experience at fighting. He was the ultimate hunt; one that was notoriously difficult to capture, and that fed the Hirogen’s bloodlust all the more.
And so it began, a cycle of the worst events that Lyruer had ever experienced, a situation that was worse than anything he could possibly imagine. The Hirogen would let him escape, and he would use all his assets to escape, all the while hoping that he could escape for real, and rejoin his own people.
Hirogen medical science wasn’t as advanced as El-Aurian, and it certainly wasn’t designed for Lyruer’s physiology. Every chase left him on the cusp of death, and the Hirogen were careful never to cross that line. For decades the cycle repeated: Lyruer would run, the Hirogen would catch and harm him, and he would spend months in a medical bay recovering. Bizarrely, he was able to make friendships with some of the Hirogen, who genuinely seemed to respect him.
During one hunt, Lyruer was certain that he could evade capture. They were near a planet with unique characteristics, that he felt the Hirogen didn’t fully understand. He pushed himself hard, taking a Hirogen vessel and utilizing the unusual magnetic fields of a nearby planet to make it appear like his vessel had been destroyed. Somehow, it worked.
As soon as the Hirogen vessels were out of range, he did everything that he could to get in touch with his people. Finally, nearly a year later, he made contact with one of the vessels. The vessel that Fiornan was on.
2106 In 2106, the El-Aurian colony vessels had finished their surveys of the Delta Quadrant, and they began making their way back to their home planet. En route, they revisited some planets, and discovered several new planets. They also made contact with denizens of planets that had previously been deemed too low tech, but that had made substantial scientific progress in the time since the El-Aurians had last been there. Throughout their journey, they were forced to fight off many foes, which resulted in a drastic loss of El-Aurian lives. Still, Lyruer and his family managed to survive, and the loss of other El-Aurians further confirmed what Lyruer already knew; you couldn’t always talk your way out of a conflict.
Factoring all the stops they planned to make on the way back from the Delta Quadrant, the journey was estimated to take 150 years. Lyruer’s home vessel was far away from the one that had recovered him after his escape from the Hirogens, and parts of him were extremely frustrated at being so close to Fiornan, but unable to act because of her husband. Somewhat fortunately for him, he spent much of his time in the medical bay getting old injuries healed, and in the counselor’s office recovering from the psychological effects of his experiences at the hands of the Hirogen.
2140 By 2140, much of their travels were spent travelling through either uninhabited space, or in areas that were safe for them to fly through. Just when Lyruer was starting to get into a semi-relaxed routine, they encountered the Voth. The Voth had technology that outstripped everything the El-Aurian’s had. Convinced that they were the rightful leaders and protectors of the Delta Quadrant, they responded poorly to the El-Aurians, who had performed numerous aid missions while they were in the Quadrant.
After several minor skirmishes that left the colony vessels all but disabled, the El-Aurian leaders were finally able to come to an agreement with the Voth. In exchange for information on several key sectors, the Voth allowed the El-Aurians to leave, with the understanding that if they ever returned, the Voth would not be merciful.
2170 As the years passed, Lyruer tried harder and harder not to think about Fiornan and how much she meant to him. It was tough, however, as the colony vessel was small enough that he couldn’t seem to go a day without seeing Fiornan and her husband. Fiornan became pregnant, and as her belly swelled, so too did the aching in Lyruer’s heart. The child was born stillborn, though, and Lyruer was torn. He felt bad for Fiornan, as he would never seek to do anything that would cause her pain. Still, he wanted her in a way that he couldn’t resist. And as the aftermath of the stillbirth continued, Lyruer could tell that Fiornan was no longer happy with her spouse.
2173 Lyruer hadn’t dared to hope that Fiornan’s marriage would dissolve, but dissolve it did, in a most chaotic way. The loss of their son had driven her husband mad, and Fiornan had no choice other than divorce. The evening it was completed, Fiornan found her way to Lyruer’s room while heavily intoxicated. She confessed her fears and worries to Lyruer, who solemnly swore to never harm her.
2174 After Fiornan’s confessions, Lyruer and Fiornan settled into a relationship once more. It wasn’t long before Lyruer proposed. Their marriage was a large one, and many of their guests told Lyruer that they always knew that Fiornan was the one for him. He pledged to her in front of all that he would never do anything to harm her, and that she would protect her and their eventual children with everything that he had.
2210 In 2210, the El-Aurians would make contact with the Dominion. Much like several other groups they’d encountered, the Dominion saw themselves as the proper leaders of their home Quadrant. As was typical, the El-Aurians shared information about the Delta Quadrant with the Dominion, in exchange for safe passage through the Dominion-controlled areas of the Quadrant. Lyruer had grown weary of such arrangements, and wished that their vessels had superior firepower. His sentiment was not appreciated by his peers.
2221-2229 After nearly 40 years of marriage, Fiornan got pregnant with their first child. A boy, named Norin, was Lyruer’s pride and joy, and his reason for caution in life. They would have three more children, for a total of 2 boys and 2 girls.
2250 The El-Aurian colony ships make it home. Upon the request of Fiornan, Lyruer took a job as a college professor, specializing in Delta and Gamma Quadrant species and politics. For once, he was relaxed, and he could just enjoy the company of his wife and his family.
2256 In the early part of the year, Lyruer and Fiornan travelled offworld for a conference. Their two eldest children travelled with them, and the younger ones stayed with Fiornan’s family. While they were gone, the Borg attacked, assimilating nearly all of the El-Aurians, including the entirety of both of their families, save the two children they had with them. Fiornan was inconsolable, and fell into a deep depression.
2257 Despite everything Lyruer did to try and help Fiornan, and all the counselors they visited, Fiornan commits suicide. Part of Lyruer was distraught at her loss, but a smaller part-- which he fiercely resented for existing-- was glad that he was now free to pursue the sort of life that he had wanted to: freeing the galaxy of evil.
2267 By 2267, Lyruer had found his way to Earth. After losing many friends and loved ones, some El-Aurians were more receptive to his manner of thinking, but none truly were able to relate. Though Starfleet was a spacefaring group with many member races, many El-Aurians were hesitant to grant the full burden of their knowledge to humankind. When the Federation-Klingon War broke out, Lyruer knew that he could be of use, and he joined the Academy. He feared that Starfleet would be unwilling to explore space if they knew what the Borg were, a mindset that was shared among his El-Aurian friends living on Earth. Together they made a pact: never tell humanity about the Borg, until such time when they encountered them on their own.
As Lyruer had considerable previous experience, he was able to graduate from the Academy in three years. Even still, the Federation-Klingon War was long over, and his Ensign assignment was aboard the USS Archimedes, which was on a mission of science. It wasn’t exactly the “save the world” sort of experience he was hoping for, but it gave him time and space to adjust to a slightly more mundane way of life within Starfleet.
2275 Lyruer is promoted to Lieutenant JG, and is transferred to Deep Space K7. More accustomed to life on a starship, it is a difficult adjustment, particularly when things got boring around the station. Much of Lyruer’s time was spent dealing with crew who had over-imbibed, and mediating disputes between various individuals on the station. Boredom gave him too much time to think about all those who he’d lost, and it was a constant struggle for him to stay focused on his job.
2280 Lyruer is assigned to the Constitution-class USS Babel. He is relieved beyond words to be back on a ship again. Skirmishes with the Klingons were a common part of life, and he found ship-based combat against the warrior race to be exhilarating. Such squabbles would help to keep Lyruer’s thirst for action whetted for many years.
2293 At the signing of the Khitomer accords, Lyruer found himself forced to be one of the security personnel that was called in to prevent tempers from rising. Personally, he considered the treaty to be a disappointment. Still, he knew that there would always be challenges to keep him busy in Starfleet, and he eagerly anticipated the next encounters that would allow him to do what he did best; protect that which was right in the galaxy.
2295 The USS Babel is decommissioned. Lyruer is reassing to the USS Pike, an Excelsior-class starship. Lyruer’s son Norin starts Starfleet Academy. Lyruer is promoted to Assistant Chief of Security.
2311 In a battle that would come to be known as the Tomed Incident, Starfleet battles against the Romulan empire. Many lives are lost from both sides, and a peace treaty is signed shortly thereafter. In the course of the fighting, the Pike’s Chief of Security is killed, and Lyruer takes over. His heroic actions result in the saving of many lives that would have otherwise been lost. Afterwards, Lyruer takes on the Chief of Security role officially, and is promoted to full Lieutenant.
2330 Lyruer is promoted to Lieutenant Commander, and is assigned to the Constellation-class USS Orion. As its Chief of Security, he becomes the Orion’s second officer.
2340-2367 Throughout the Federation-Cardassian War, Lyruer manages to get back into his element. He finds the Cardassian mentality to be particularly loathsome, especially given that much like the Romulans, Cardassians are enamored with torture and espionage. Towards the end of the war, Lyruer is promoted to Commander, and becomes the First Officer of the USS Draco.
2373-2375 Lyruer only experiences a brief reprieve of Cardassian skirmishes, before the Dominion War breaks out. His competitive mindset is intrigued by the Dominion, who he remembered from the El-Aurian’s experiences with them in the Gamma Quadrant. It seemed that in the years since he’d returned to the Alpha Quadrant that the Dominion had become even more obsessed with their own superiority. When the Cardassians declared their support for the Dominion, Lyruer was surprised. Alliances weren’t a part of the Cardassian Empire he knew. Still, he had myriad tactics against their vessels and formations, which were extremely helpful to the Draco and the Federation as a whole.
2375-2380 After the Dominion War, Cardassia was in a terrible state. Various factions struggled for power, and the Federation sent teams to Cardassia Prime to help with the rebuilding efforts. This was a difficult assignment for Lyruer, as his experience fighting Cardassians in two wars left him suspicious of the Cardassian people. It didn’t help that is could be difficult to tell the difference between benevolent Cardassians and the more aggressive ones, and resulted in him spending much of his time on Cardassia Prime in a constant state of paranoia. He ended up stepping down as First Officer, and requesting a transfer to another vessel.
2390-2400 Lyruer is offered several CO/XO positions, but ultimately turns them down because he feels like his temperament is poorly suited to captaincy. Chief of Security was an ideal role for his personality and his interests.
2408 When the Federation was at war, Lyruer was in his element. He wasn’t bloodthirsty, but there was a part of him that was used to chaos. He’d fought in many conflicts, and this one felt more personal than many of the others. He sent many of his subordinates to missions that failed spectacularly.
The worst of those was referred to as the Malkevrin Incident. The Malkevrin system was of immense strategic importance, and Lyruer came up with a daring plan to try and recapture it. The plan was successful at first. But when the XO of the USS Ursa beamed down with a small party they were captured by the Malkevrin colonists, who had-- unbeknownst to Starfleet-- defected from the Federation. Their demands were clear: the CO of the Ursa was to hand over command of the vessel to the civilian leadership of Malkevrin, or the 12-man Away Team would be killed.
While his CO struggled to think of a workable solution, Lyruer kicked himself. In hindsight, a lot of the behavior of the Malkevrin colonists seemed suspicious, and he had no idea how he fell for it. He held himself personally responsible, as he could have taken action to prevent the away team from going to the planet’s surface. In the end, neither he nor his CO could determine a way to recover the away team, who eventually perished at the hands of the colonists.
2409 After the Malkevrin Incident, Lyruer stepped down from Chief of Security, returning to his role as a security officer. He’d seen too much, sent too many to die. He wanted someone else to take over the hard decisions. He was then assigned to the USS Talon, a position that he largely took as an advisory one, where he could be a security officer, yet not have to make the sorts of decisions that cost subordinates’ lives.
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Sample Roleplay: When he closed his eyes, he saw their faces. Not just the 12 doomed to die on Malkevrin, but the others as well. Fiornan, whose depression and grief had lead her to take her own life. The Cardassians who had died of preventable ailments because the planet lacked doctors, and the terrorist squads stole resources and kidnapped personnel. His youngest children, who were likely dead or worse… assimilated.
He’d lost track of all the counselor’s he’d seen over the years. He’d gotten exceptionally good at setting aside his feelings and focusing on duty, but at night, the faces ate away at his mind. Perhaps the Talon would be a place that he could call home. Ever since he’d left the colony vessels, “home” was a relatively transient concept. He adapted; if there was anything El-Aurians were good at, it was finding a way to grow with changing times and circumstances.
He reviewed the data on the PADD in his hand several times. The technological advancements that Starfleet had made since his Academy graduation were considerable, and Engineering was never his strong suit. Still, the Talon was his home now, and he needed to be able to use all the abilities the ship had at its disposal. But try as he might to finish brushing up on the technical specs of the vessel before he arrived, his mind kept wandering.
Age: 499
Gender: Male
Race: El-Aurian
**NOTE: Due to a degenerative brain disease that Lyruer contracted, he has lost the typical El-Aurian empathetic powers.**
Date of birth: October 28th, 1910
Year of Academy Graduation: 2270
Physical Profile (height, weight, hair color, eye color, etc.): Lyruer is on the tall side of average for an El-Aurian, standing 6’. He has a slender, but muscular build, and weighs about 172 pounds. He works hard to keep himself in shape, because he believes that physical and mental fitness are both necessary in order to be the best officer that he can be. His dark brown hair is neatly groomed when he is on duty, but at other times is in a state of messy disarray. His thick eyebrows and deep set eyes give him the appearance of someone who is detached from those around him. There is a keen intellect in his warm brown eyes, and his lips are frequently curled in a sly smile that insinuates that he understands far more than he lets on.
Lyruer is attractive by most people’s standards, and he’s not ashamed to let that work to his advantage. The distinguished jawline and angular features that make him handsome also serve to give him an air of professionalism and respectability. This coupled with his attitude makes those around him understand that he is extremely duty-minded.
He speaks in an even baritone, with each word slowly and deliberately spoken to ensure that his meaning comes across properly. Still, he thinks extremely quickly, and responds swiftly to queries in order to control and manage conversations.
Birthplace: El-Aurian Homeworld
Talon or moonbase? USS Talon
Preferred rank: Lieutenant
Department (if moonbase, why are they there?): Security
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Personality: The first word that people would use to describe Lyruer would likely be wooden, or detached. He doesn’t have many friends, and does not trust very many people outside of a small group of confidantes. Most of his leisure activities are done on his own, and he has even disconnected himself somewhat from his formerly close-knit colony family. With Lyruer, duty always comes first. Socially, he is rather reserved, but on the rare occasion when he does open up, he’s prone to bouts of wittiness.
To those that he trusts he is fiercely loyal, and would go to the ends of the galaxy to help them. Those who are against him will find him similarly willing to go long distances... in order to hurt them. While he’s generally the quiet type, he is hardly one to fade into the background. His opinion is generally well-respected, and extremely sought after by others. Once he has assimilated into a given ship’s crew, it isn’t long before he knows everything. Nothing is too small for his concern; even the interpersonal relationships between crew. You never know when someone is going to choose love over duty, and it’s always good to be prepared.
While he doesn’t possess quite the memory of a Cardassian, he does have a very impressive memory, even for small, seemingly trivial details. He is very good at reading body language, and of analyzing a person based on their behavior or word choice. At the Academy this was often attributed to the empathic powers of of his people, but illness removed that trait from him many years ago.
Lyruer has lost a lot of people that he’s cared for in life. He has sent fellow officers off to situations where he was nearly certain they would end up dead. Lyruer has a hard time lightening up, can’t turn off the analytical part of his brain, and is frequently described by his peers as a “party pooper.” He lacks a proper social life, and is frequently chided by the Medical Officers that he needs to relieve stress. Unfortunately, going to speak to a Counselor is frequently hard to do, so he tries to find ways to deal with it. Nearly five centuries of live have made him extremely good at shutting off the outward signs of stress. Lyruer takes failure very personally, and strives to meet his high standards at all times to avoid disappointing himself.
Due to trauma in his past, Lyruer does occasionally have days when he is “mopey” or anxious. After being a Starfleet officer for as long as he has been, he has gotten extremely good at turning off that part of his psyche, at least until he has a safe opportunity to embrace the darkness. What he claims is realism is really closer to pessimism, sometimes of a fatalistic bent, and he does benefit from the company of others who are slightly less jaded. He has difficulty relating to his own kind, as most are far too docile and accepting for his tastes, but he takes solace in those who have known similar plights, like the Bajorans and the Betazoids.
Background and History:
1910-1938 In the days before humankind had left Earth’s solar system, the El-Aurians were exploring the far reaches of the galaxy in massive colony vessels. It was on one such vessel that Lyruer was born. His parents were sociologists, and were discreetly investigating an Iron Era civilization in the Delta Quadrant. They were entranced by the planet’s polytheistic culture, and thus named him after one of the gods the natives were in awe of. It was only months later when they were able to learn that Lyruer was the god of the underworld. There was discussion of changing the young boy’s name, but Lyruer’s father dismissed those concerns, stating they were bred of superstition, not truth.
Lyruer had a rich early childhood. As their colony vessel traveled around, he was able to learn a considerable amount about the Delta Quadrant and it’s species. Like most El-Aurians, he quickly grew to the point where he appeared to be a human teenager, before his aging slowed down to a crawl. Even at this adolescent stage, his parents were open with him about how the galaxy worked. They explained his role as a listener, and how the El-Aurian people sought to bring harmony to other cultures by fostering understanding and empathy. On worlds that were believed to be safe, he accompanied his parents as they met new species and learned their cultures.
1938-1939 All seemed well until the colony vessels split up in an area of space that they believed to be free of hostile forces. The smaller colony vessel remained in orbit around a planet that they were mining for resources, while the rest of their group split off to search for fresh fruits and vegetables at other planets in the vicinity. Lyruer, being a typical boy, had gone off with the other children to roughhouse and get away from the supervision of the adults. When another ship had appeared in orbit, his parents had received word to hide in the caves as the other vessel appeared aggressive and had sent down a team. The planetside parents laid low, hoping that the children would be safe wherever they had gone.
Lyruer and his friends were abducted by the Briori, along with several of the adult El-Aurians. They were taken to a planet where they were enslaved and put to work in mines. Unaccustomed to such poor conditions and hard labor, many of the El-Aurians adjusted poorly. The agony and despair of the slaves around them cut into their souls like a knife, amplifying their own fear and despair.
For the rest of the El-Aurian fleet, this was an especially difficult circumstance. Their culture revolved around peace, acceptance, and understanding. They were ill equipped for what would inevitably be an armed conflict. Reaching out to the friends they’d made in the quadrant, they found that their allies were hesitant to act out against the Briori, who were a dominant force in the area.
Meanwhile at the mines, the El-Aurians were beginning to die, and Lyruer was learning from the other youths trapped in such squalor. They told them of the worlds they called home, and seemed amazed to hear some people were born on spaceships. They asked Lyruer about his planet, and their eyes widened when then realized how far away the El-Aurian colonists had travelled from home. Lyruer learned about things like war, hate, genocide.
Lyruer wasn’t necessarily moved or even stirred by the things he heard, but he was definitely looking for a way to survive, and the scrappier “humans” as they’d called themselves were proving a lot hardier than his own kind. And when the stirrings of a rumor about a plan to overthrow their captors came about, Lyruer pledge his own smallish fists to the endeavor.
The El-Aurians had spoken amongst themselves: they needed to escape before a few years, else the children’s obviously apparent slowness in aging would make them a threat to their captors, who might seek to study Lyruer and his peers to see why they lived so long. The Briori would then turn to the adult El-Aurians once no obvious difference between Lyruer and the human children were found.
The days passed slowly, turning into weeks and then months as the prisoners waited. During set times, the Briori vessels would leave to collect other prisoners, and the human prisoners hoped to overthrow the remaining guards during that window. The El-Aurians spoke on their own during this time, and decided to try and use the communication system to contact their own vessels, but there was concern over what to do with the humans. Their culture was too immature to survive a transition to an El-Aurian vessel, where they would age far faster than everyone else, with no hope of going home.
The eldest El-Aurian spoke to the eldest human, telling him in confidence that they were aliens too. He offered residence to the human, and explained the drawbacks. The human requested time to think matters over, and promised an answer when they were all free. Three weeks later the Briori ship departed, and El-Aurian and human found side-by-side. Though many El-Aurians were hesitant to take up arms against other sentient beings, Lyruer wasn’t one. When he came upon a guard’s weapon left unattended, he took it and laid waste to three guards.
In the aftermath, the El-Aurians broke into the control room and sent a communique to their colony vessel. When it arrived three days later, it brought the news that the Briori had fallen in some conflict. The humans from the mine decided to start a settlement on the planet, preferring to spend their lives somewhere close to home rather than aboard an alien spaceship. Lyruer returned to his parents, who had given up all hope of ever seeing him again. In his absence, they’d had a sister, and he chafed at the knowledge that they’d given up on him in 2 short months after his abduction. Though the bed was soft and warm, it wasn’t in the same room. And despite his parents doting over him on his return, he was quickly the second priority.
1940-1950 His time in the mines had changed him. Though the malnourishment and the physical ailments had been handled, and though he’d met with the counselors aboard his colony vessel, seeing such cruelty and resorting to such violence had created an indelible mark on him. Once a boisterous, outgoing child, he was now quiet, preferring to spend time by himself. By El-Aurian standards he was in the early stages of teenaged life, and while his peers worked to decide what they wanted to be as adults, he found himself stumped. He knew all too well that the empathic powers of his people gave him an advantage with certain sorts of situations, which was why so many El-Aurian’s were counselors. Turned to other purposes though, he could see the potential if put to nefarious purposes.
While most El-Aurian’s were peaceful by nature, there were some aboard who were old enough to have seen real hand-to-hand and short-ranged combat. They were extremely reluctant to teach the adolescent such things, but relented when Lyruer argued that several El-Aurian away teams had been captured or attacked while doing research and aid missions, and that it would pay to have a future generation that could defend themselves. After a few years of cajoling, Lyruer managed to find someone in their group of vessels who was willing to teach him what he needed to know to be better at defending himself… and the ones he loved.
1950-1960 For a decade he trained with several different El-Aurians. From them, he learned the more obvious skills like weapons skills and self-defense, and the other skills that would help him to survive in a pinch, such as how to start fires, and how to move undetected in a variety of situations. While many of his peers were beginning to date, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to his studies, despite the fact that his parents did not approve of his endeavors. When they would argue, he’d point out that the skills he was learning would help to prevent him from ever being in the same helpless state that the Briori had put him in. His mother would concede, while his father would try to interest him in more “appropriate” careers for a young El-Aurian male, liking learning history, medicine or astronomy. He was hopeless at history, and found medicine an absolute bore, but astronomy appealed to him. It had the added benefit of getting his father off of his back, even if only for a time.
1960-1980 After having exhausted many of the skillsets that the El-Aurian fighters knew, Lyruer began meeting with the historians aboard the colony vessels. Though history had never been his strong point, there was eons of information on warfare and combat. The historians didn’t like teaching such matters, but as storytellers, they knew that it was important for one of their kind to possess such knowledge. History-- when lost-- was often repeated. Lyruer took his studies seriously in a way that many other young historians didn’t. By now, he was accompanying nearly every research party, or observational party. On several occasions he managed to detect threats and prevent harm to his fellow El-Aurians. Many of the girls his age took a fondness towards him, seeing in him an inherent protectiveness of nature. Still, he resisted desires to settle down with any of them, even for a short time. He knew that a certain darkness had been awakened while in the hands of the Briori, and he feared what he might do if one of them came upon him while in the grips of a nightmare.
1981 It was 1981 when he met her. Her name was Fiornan and she was beautiful. Born in a colony vessel from another group, their meeting was painfully short. Her red, curly hair captivated him when he accompanied her group down for an archaeological dig. For three months, she consumed him. Every night he would go to her quarters, and they’d talk until the wee hours of the morning. When their study was over, Lyruer begged Fiornan to change colony vessels and join him. Fiornan, sensing something that frightened her in Lyruer’s demanor, declined the invitation. It would be over 50 years until he saw her again.
2000 While Earth’s residents were concerned with the Y2K bug, the El-Aurians were making contact with the Turei. Extremely technologically advanced, they were willing to trade their knowledge of underspace to the El-Aurians, in exchange for knowledge of some of the other species in the Delta Quadrant. They fascinated Lyruer, who was both impressed and sickened upon learning that they had ordered orbital strikes on the Vaadwaur long before most Alpha Quadrant species had even left their home planets.
He couldn’t trust them though. Not when they thought that destroying a homeworld full of innocents was an acceptable course of action. Something in their brutality resounded poorly with Lyruer, who all-too-easily found rapport with the Turei. Perhaps it wasn’t them that Lyruer feared, but rather how easily he could see himself traveling down their path...
2021 The El-Aurian colony vessels came upon the Vidiians, who were afflicted with a terrible illness called the Phage. Several members of a first contact group were abducted, and had their organs implanted into the ill Vidiians. The medical crew aboard the colony ship rushed to find a cure to the Phage in order to save their personnel, but were ultimately unsuccessful. Fearing what would happen to the rest of the group once the Vidiians learned of the longer El-Aurian lifespan, the leaders of the colony vessels fled the area. Lyruer felt helpless. Though he hadn’t accompanied the first contact group himself, several of his mentors had. For many years he beat himself up, wondering if things would have been different if he had gone over to the Vidiian vessel too.
2031 In 2031, a rendezvous had been scheduled for all of the colony vessels in the Delta Quadrant as they passed through a difficult sector. Lyruer impatiently waited for his chance to spend a year with Fiornan. When they met, they once again fell into the even rhythm of talking and laughing every evening. They began a relationship, though unbeknownst to Lyruer, Fiornan still was uneasy about some of his personality traits.
They dated on and off for the year that the colony vessels were travelling together, though Lyruer noticed her become a bit more distant when he opened up to her about some of the terrible things he’d seen in his lifetime. When the time came for the ships to part again, Fiornan had claimed she was going to stay with Lyruer aboard his vessel.
He soon realized that it had been a lie, said by one who feared him. Lyruer was crushed.
2055 In 2055 his luck began to fail him. Fiornan was to marry another man. His father passed away from a wasting disease he’d contracted while learning from some denizens of a planet that he was studying. The planet’s species consisted of telepaths, and it seemed as though it only impacted those who had some sort of telepathic or empathic powers. Lyruer caught the disease as well, which caused damage to his brain. The El-Aurians managed to find a cure for this disease, but not before Lyruer’s innate empathy was lost. With yet another thing that differentiated him from his people, he became increasingly stoic and detached.
2056-2105 The colony vessels had regrouped to better defend against the threats from other vessels in the quadrant, and all were invited to Fiornan’s Wedding. Lyruer volunteered to man his colony vessel, for he was too distraught over the idea of Fiornan getting married to consider attending the ceremony. While many El-Aurian’s were planetside, a foe that Lyruer had only heard whispers of attacked. Lyruer did everything in his power to lure these strangers away from the planet, and away from everyone he cared about.
The chase was a lengthy one, and when the Hirogen finally captured Lyruer and took his prisoner, they were impressed at his prowess. Feeling that there was nothing left to lose, Lyruer explained the long lifespan of the El-Aurian people, and the Hirogen showed keen interest in his skills. In the end, they came to an agreement. If Lyruer would agree to be their permanent quarry, they would spare him his life. They saw the value in prey that had such a long lifespan, with over a century of experience at fighting. He was the ultimate hunt; one that was notoriously difficult to capture, and that fed the Hirogen’s bloodlust all the more.
And so it began, a cycle of the worst events that Lyruer had ever experienced, a situation that was worse than anything he could possibly imagine. The Hirogen would let him escape, and he would use all his assets to escape, all the while hoping that he could escape for real, and rejoin his own people.
Hirogen medical science wasn’t as advanced as El-Aurian, and it certainly wasn’t designed for Lyruer’s physiology. Every chase left him on the cusp of death, and the Hirogen were careful never to cross that line. For decades the cycle repeated: Lyruer would run, the Hirogen would catch and harm him, and he would spend months in a medical bay recovering. Bizarrely, he was able to make friendships with some of the Hirogen, who genuinely seemed to respect him.
During one hunt, Lyruer was certain that he could evade capture. They were near a planet with unique characteristics, that he felt the Hirogen didn’t fully understand. He pushed himself hard, taking a Hirogen vessel and utilizing the unusual magnetic fields of a nearby planet to make it appear like his vessel had been destroyed. Somehow, it worked.
As soon as the Hirogen vessels were out of range, he did everything that he could to get in touch with his people. Finally, nearly a year later, he made contact with one of the vessels. The vessel that Fiornan was on.
2106 In 2106, the El-Aurian colony vessels had finished their surveys of the Delta Quadrant, and they began making their way back to their home planet. En route, they revisited some planets, and discovered several new planets. They also made contact with denizens of planets that had previously been deemed too low tech, but that had made substantial scientific progress in the time since the El-Aurians had last been there. Throughout their journey, they were forced to fight off many foes, which resulted in a drastic loss of El-Aurian lives. Still, Lyruer and his family managed to survive, and the loss of other El-Aurians further confirmed what Lyruer already knew; you couldn’t always talk your way out of a conflict.
Factoring all the stops they planned to make on the way back from the Delta Quadrant, the journey was estimated to take 150 years. Lyruer’s home vessel was far away from the one that had recovered him after his escape from the Hirogens, and parts of him were extremely frustrated at being so close to Fiornan, but unable to act because of her husband. Somewhat fortunately for him, he spent much of his time in the medical bay getting old injuries healed, and in the counselor’s office recovering from the psychological effects of his experiences at the hands of the Hirogen.
2140 By 2140, much of their travels were spent travelling through either uninhabited space, or in areas that were safe for them to fly through. Just when Lyruer was starting to get into a semi-relaxed routine, they encountered the Voth. The Voth had technology that outstripped everything the El-Aurian’s had. Convinced that they were the rightful leaders and protectors of the Delta Quadrant, they responded poorly to the El-Aurians, who had performed numerous aid missions while they were in the Quadrant.
After several minor skirmishes that left the colony vessels all but disabled, the El-Aurian leaders were finally able to come to an agreement with the Voth. In exchange for information on several key sectors, the Voth allowed the El-Aurians to leave, with the understanding that if they ever returned, the Voth would not be merciful.
2170 As the years passed, Lyruer tried harder and harder not to think about Fiornan and how much she meant to him. It was tough, however, as the colony vessel was small enough that he couldn’t seem to go a day without seeing Fiornan and her husband. Fiornan became pregnant, and as her belly swelled, so too did the aching in Lyruer’s heart. The child was born stillborn, though, and Lyruer was torn. He felt bad for Fiornan, as he would never seek to do anything that would cause her pain. Still, he wanted her in a way that he couldn’t resist. And as the aftermath of the stillbirth continued, Lyruer could tell that Fiornan was no longer happy with her spouse.
2173 Lyruer hadn’t dared to hope that Fiornan’s marriage would dissolve, but dissolve it did, in a most chaotic way. The loss of their son had driven her husband mad, and Fiornan had no choice other than divorce. The evening it was completed, Fiornan found her way to Lyruer’s room while heavily intoxicated. She confessed her fears and worries to Lyruer, who solemnly swore to never harm her.
2174 After Fiornan’s confessions, Lyruer and Fiornan settled into a relationship once more. It wasn’t long before Lyruer proposed. Their marriage was a large one, and many of their guests told Lyruer that they always knew that Fiornan was the one for him. He pledged to her in front of all that he would never do anything to harm her, and that she would protect her and their eventual children with everything that he had.
2210 In 2210, the El-Aurians would make contact with the Dominion. Much like several other groups they’d encountered, the Dominion saw themselves as the proper leaders of their home Quadrant. As was typical, the El-Aurians shared information about the Delta Quadrant with the Dominion, in exchange for safe passage through the Dominion-controlled areas of the Quadrant. Lyruer had grown weary of such arrangements, and wished that their vessels had superior firepower. His sentiment was not appreciated by his peers.
2221-2229 After nearly 40 years of marriage, Fiornan got pregnant with their first child. A boy, named Norin, was Lyruer’s pride and joy, and his reason for caution in life. They would have three more children, for a total of 2 boys and 2 girls.
2250 The El-Aurian colony ships make it home. Upon the request of Fiornan, Lyruer took a job as a college professor, specializing in Delta and Gamma Quadrant species and politics. For once, he was relaxed, and he could just enjoy the company of his wife and his family.
2256 In the early part of the year, Lyruer and Fiornan travelled offworld for a conference. Their two eldest children travelled with them, and the younger ones stayed with Fiornan’s family. While they were gone, the Borg attacked, assimilating nearly all of the El-Aurians, including the entirety of both of their families, save the two children they had with them. Fiornan was inconsolable, and fell into a deep depression.
2257 Despite everything Lyruer did to try and help Fiornan, and all the counselors they visited, Fiornan commits suicide. Part of Lyruer was distraught at her loss, but a smaller part-- which he fiercely resented for existing-- was glad that he was now free to pursue the sort of life that he had wanted to: freeing the galaxy of evil.
2267 By 2267, Lyruer had found his way to Earth. After losing many friends and loved ones, some El-Aurians were more receptive to his manner of thinking, but none truly were able to relate. Though Starfleet was a spacefaring group with many member races, many El-Aurians were hesitant to grant the full burden of their knowledge to humankind. When the Federation-Klingon War broke out, Lyruer knew that he could be of use, and he joined the Academy. He feared that Starfleet would be unwilling to explore space if they knew what the Borg were, a mindset that was shared among his El-Aurian friends living on Earth. Together they made a pact: never tell humanity about the Borg, until such time when they encountered them on their own.
As Lyruer had considerable previous experience, he was able to graduate from the Academy in three years. Even still, the Federation-Klingon War was long over, and his Ensign assignment was aboard the USS Archimedes, which was on a mission of science. It wasn’t exactly the “save the world” sort of experience he was hoping for, but it gave him time and space to adjust to a slightly more mundane way of life within Starfleet.
2275 Lyruer is promoted to Lieutenant JG, and is transferred to Deep Space K7. More accustomed to life on a starship, it is a difficult adjustment, particularly when things got boring around the station. Much of Lyruer’s time was spent dealing with crew who had over-imbibed, and mediating disputes between various individuals on the station. Boredom gave him too much time to think about all those who he’d lost, and it was a constant struggle for him to stay focused on his job.
2280 Lyruer is assigned to the Constitution-class USS Babel. He is relieved beyond words to be back on a ship again. Skirmishes with the Klingons were a common part of life, and he found ship-based combat against the warrior race to be exhilarating. Such squabbles would help to keep Lyruer’s thirst for action whetted for many years.
2293 At the signing of the Khitomer accords, Lyruer found himself forced to be one of the security personnel that was called in to prevent tempers from rising. Personally, he considered the treaty to be a disappointment. Still, he knew that there would always be challenges to keep him busy in Starfleet, and he eagerly anticipated the next encounters that would allow him to do what he did best; protect that which was right in the galaxy.
2295 The USS Babel is decommissioned. Lyruer is reassing to the USS Pike, an Excelsior-class starship. Lyruer’s son Norin starts Starfleet Academy. Lyruer is promoted to Assistant Chief of Security.
2311 In a battle that would come to be known as the Tomed Incident, Starfleet battles against the Romulan empire. Many lives are lost from both sides, and a peace treaty is signed shortly thereafter. In the course of the fighting, the Pike’s Chief of Security is killed, and Lyruer takes over. His heroic actions result in the saving of many lives that would have otherwise been lost. Afterwards, Lyruer takes on the Chief of Security role officially, and is promoted to full Lieutenant.
2330 Lyruer is promoted to Lieutenant Commander, and is assigned to the Constellation-class USS Orion. As its Chief of Security, he becomes the Orion’s second officer.
2340-2367 Throughout the Federation-Cardassian War, Lyruer manages to get back into his element. He finds the Cardassian mentality to be particularly loathsome, especially given that much like the Romulans, Cardassians are enamored with torture and espionage. Towards the end of the war, Lyruer is promoted to Commander, and becomes the First Officer of the USS Draco.
2373-2375 Lyruer only experiences a brief reprieve of Cardassian skirmishes, before the Dominion War breaks out. His competitive mindset is intrigued by the Dominion, who he remembered from the El-Aurian’s experiences with them in the Gamma Quadrant. It seemed that in the years since he’d returned to the Alpha Quadrant that the Dominion had become even more obsessed with their own superiority. When the Cardassians declared their support for the Dominion, Lyruer was surprised. Alliances weren’t a part of the Cardassian Empire he knew. Still, he had myriad tactics against their vessels and formations, which were extremely helpful to the Draco and the Federation as a whole.
2375-2380 After the Dominion War, Cardassia was in a terrible state. Various factions struggled for power, and the Federation sent teams to Cardassia Prime to help with the rebuilding efforts. This was a difficult assignment for Lyruer, as his experience fighting Cardassians in two wars left him suspicious of the Cardassian people. It didn’t help that is could be difficult to tell the difference between benevolent Cardassians and the more aggressive ones, and resulted in him spending much of his time on Cardassia Prime in a constant state of paranoia. He ended up stepping down as First Officer, and requesting a transfer to another vessel.
2390-2400 Lyruer is offered several CO/XO positions, but ultimately turns them down because he feels like his temperament is poorly suited to captaincy. Chief of Security was an ideal role for his personality and his interests.
2408 When the Federation was at war, Lyruer was in his element. He wasn’t bloodthirsty, but there was a part of him that was used to chaos. He’d fought in many conflicts, and this one felt more personal than many of the others. He sent many of his subordinates to missions that failed spectacularly.
The worst of those was referred to as the Malkevrin Incident. The Malkevrin system was of immense strategic importance, and Lyruer came up with a daring plan to try and recapture it. The plan was successful at first. But when the XO of the USS Ursa beamed down with a small party they were captured by the Malkevrin colonists, who had-- unbeknownst to Starfleet-- defected from the Federation. Their demands were clear: the CO of the Ursa was to hand over command of the vessel to the civilian leadership of Malkevrin, or the 12-man Away Team would be killed.
While his CO struggled to think of a workable solution, Lyruer kicked himself. In hindsight, a lot of the behavior of the Malkevrin colonists seemed suspicious, and he had no idea how he fell for it. He held himself personally responsible, as he could have taken action to prevent the away team from going to the planet’s surface. In the end, neither he nor his CO could determine a way to recover the away team, who eventually perished at the hands of the colonists.
2409 After the Malkevrin Incident, Lyruer stepped down from Chief of Security, returning to his role as a security officer. He’d seen too much, sent too many to die. He wanted someone else to take over the hard decisions. He was then assigned to the USS Talon, a position that he largely took as an advisory one, where he could be a security officer, yet not have to make the sorts of decisions that cost subordinates’ lives.
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Sample Roleplay: When he closed his eyes, he saw their faces. Not just the 12 doomed to die on Malkevrin, but the others as well. Fiornan, whose depression and grief had lead her to take her own life. The Cardassians who had died of preventable ailments because the planet lacked doctors, and the terrorist squads stole resources and kidnapped personnel. His youngest children, who were likely dead or worse… assimilated.
He’d lost track of all the counselor’s he’d seen over the years. He’d gotten exceptionally good at setting aside his feelings and focusing on duty, but at night, the faces ate away at his mind. Perhaps the Talon would be a place that he could call home. Ever since he’d left the colony vessels, “home” was a relatively transient concept. He adapted; if there was anything El-Aurians were good at, it was finding a way to grow with changing times and circumstances.
He reviewed the data on the PADD in his hand several times. The technological advancements that Starfleet had made since his Academy graduation were considerable, and Engineering was never his strong suit. Still, the Talon was his home now, and he needed to be able to use all the abilities the ship had at its disposal. But try as he might to finish brushing up on the technical specs of the vessel before he arrived, his mind kept wandering.