Crew Biography For , S'/anthar (npc)

Full Name:	S'/anthar
Current Rank	Ensign
Position(s) held	Security officer
Species	vulcan
Gender	Male
Age	46(25)
Height	6'1
Weight	180lbt
Appearance	lean with high cheek bones and a narrow chin, He has a gaunt appearance Black hair and dark blue eyes, lightly tanned skin tone
Personality
Background	His parents were retired and quite surprised to learn of his coming. They loved their son and tried to do the best they could for him. They have written him weekly since he left Vulcan and He writes them back each evening sending out his return letter once each week. S'anthar has had to live with being a 'dumb' Vulcan all his life. Never good at math as a child He struggled all through school. As He repeatedly dropped lower and lower in the system He learned to observe. Through observation He learned what to expect from others, how they would act or react to circumstances. After a while his teachers noticed that the 'Dumb' boy was settling fights before they started. He was moved to courses on Diplomacy. Again He was a horrible student, he just did not learn well from books or lectures. He continuously proved adept at defusing problems among his fellows and they all seemed to like him as well. The powers that be had no clue where to place S'anthar and when he requested permission to join Starfleet they were only to happy to send him off. At the Academy He was an average student at best, but he took an interest in Security and put all his focus into that as his vocation. He managed to finish his classes and graduated with a good bit of help from his friends. Even his Vulcan aloofness was more friendly then stiff somehow. One reason was his smile, he practiced it in front of the mirror for hours. Tried to make it appear warm and friendly so it resembled the smiles of his more honest human friends. His Vulcan martial arts was adequate for self defense and most other applications as well. Still he did not like to hit sentient beings. He found himself assigned to Starbase 182 for the last eight years, mostly working the night shift in the brig. His mild unassuming manner often calmed even the most belligerent of those arrested. If that didn't work his quickness and strength were normally enough to handle most without injury. He was working when He got the news that He was getting a shipboard assignment, seemed the USS London was short Security Officers and someone upstairs liked him.