KoraQ, House of Gal

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KoraQ' of the House of Gal

Stats

Affiliation: Imperial Klingon Defense Force

Rank: HoD (Captain)

Place Of Birth:  The planet Aviskie, Klingon Empire

Gender: Male

Species Of Origin: Klingon

Hair: Black

Eyes: Brown

Height: 6'11"

Weight: 345 lbs

Skin Tone:  Brown

Telepathic and Empathic Status: None

Body: Tall, heavily muscled

Face : prominent head ridges, goatee/beard

Marital Stats: 3 times divorced, twice widowed

Children: Jelann (daughter), Tonn (son)

Habits: KoraQ enjoys spending his free time reveling with fellow warriors or testing himself in mortal combat.  Sometimes both at the same time.  He is fiercely, almost fanatically loyal to the Klingon Empire, putting service to the Defense force above everything in his life except his own personal honor.

Quarters: Shipboard quarters tend to be typical of most Klingons- very spartan and utilitarian.

Likes: Spicy food, strong liquor, and strong women; all in large quantities

Dislikes: Bureaucracy, dishonesty, timidity

Ambitions and Goals: To help establish the Klingon Empire as the undisputed dominant force in the known galaxy.  He also believes in living as hard as he can, for as long as he can.  For KoraQ, a life not lived to the fullest is not worth living.

Temperament: Somewhat mercurial; boarderline bipolar.  KoraQ' lives on the extremes of the emotional range- when he's pleased, he is VERY pleased; when he is angry, he is VERY angry.  He has also earned an unfortunate reputation for having a roving eye; each of his marriages has ended in divorce due to his inability to fully commit to one partner.

Hobbies: Drinking, fighting, dancing, singing

Family

Mother: Kamala, House of Gal
Father: T'Nag, House of Gal
Siblings: Brother (adoptive) K'Tan, House of Gal
Children: Jelann (daughter), Tonn (son)



Character History

Born to a working-class Klingon family, KoraQ devoted himself to becoming an ideal candidate for the Klingon Defense Force from childhood.  At the age of 7, he witnessed a brutal attack on his planet by Romulan raiders.  The raiders were driven off, but not before killing two human diplomats stationed on the planet.  KoraQ's family took in the human couple's infant child and raised it as their own.  Once the child started walking, KoraQ worked tirelessly at toughening up his little brother, hoping that he would one day join him in serving the Klingon Empire as a member of the Defense Force.

Once he earned a place in the Defense Force, KoraQ's career took off.  He served with distinction during the Dominion war, and earned command of his first ship when his captain was killed during the liberation of Cardassia Prime.

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From the journal of HoD KoraQ', I.K.S. RevnaK

Battle Log, Year Of Khaless 1015-

It has been nearly 3 turns since our scientists first detected anomalous readings from the star Hobus in the RomuluSngan region.  There are some who believe that it portends a disaster on a scale not seen since the destruction of Vulcan so long ago.  Dare I hope that we may finally see the end of those back-stabbing petaQ?  

Only time will tell.

I've received orders to cloak the RevnaK and keep an eye on the situation, but to take no provocative action.  

'No provocative action'?  Dor-sho-gha!  What other type of action is there?  

Sometimes I fear that our close association with the Federation is slowly making us soft.

Bah. Better the Terrans than the annoying Tholians or the fanatics of The Holy Order of the Kinshaya.  

Some day soon, we shall have to put an end to the Typhon Pact...



End of entry.

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From the journal of HoD KoraQ', I.K.S. RevnaK

Battle Log, Year Of Khaless 1015-

It is always gratifying to have ones suspicions confirmed.

I always believed the RomuluSngan to be without Honor, but recent discoveries have made my earlier thoughts of them seem charitable compared to their true nature. 

Last night, we detected a military installation in what we thought was an unpopulated zone. Sensors indicated that it might be a shipbuilding facility.  In an inspired moment of tactical genius, I devised a plan to gather more information.

Four warriors were chosen to go out to the target. To minimize the chance of discovery, they went out equipped only with zero-G suits, their blades, and the courage and determination inherent in all True Klingons.

Only one returned; the others earned eternal Honor by dying in the course of duty.

I will drink to their memory tonight.

The survivor returned with a meaty prize- A RomuluSngan construction worker.  Having spied the PetaQ repairing one of the station's docking ports, our Warrior quickly rendered him unconscious and brought him back to the RevnaK.

After growing weary of the Romulan's bleats of outrage, and his refusal to give us information on the station, I had no choice but to use the mind-sifter on him.

He did not survive the procedure.

Fortunately, we were able to gather some valuable information.  The facility appears to be not only a military shipbuilding facility, but one incorporating the technology of our most hated enemy- The Borg!

The scum are trying to create Romulan-Borg hybrid ships, no doubt for the purpose of launching an offensive against us.

We have spotted several of of the abominations cruising around the facility, and they look like something from a nightmare- jagged, asymmetrical collections of insect-like protrusions and sharpened spears.

I hope this information will finally convince the High Council that it is time to move against the  RomuluSngan.

Enough. 

I grow weary of recording, and a young Bek has been asking me to join her in her quarters.  Tonight I will comply.

-End of entry.