Lieutenant Commander Lewis Williams
Rank: Lt. Commander
Age: 26
Height: 5'11
Weight: 160lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Place of Birth: New Troy Colony
Fitness: 2
Coordination: 2
Intelect: 2
Presence: 2
Willpower: +1
PSI: 0
Science (Psycology) 1(2)
Primitive Weapon (Fencing) 2(4)
Culture (Human)(Romulan) 2(3)
History(Human)(Federation)(Romulan) 1(2)
Language Federation Standard 3 Romulan 3
World Knolledge (New Troy) 1(2)
Administration (Intelligence)(Starfleet) 1(2)
Computer (Data Alteration/Hacking) 1(2)
Dodge 1
Energy Weapon (Phaser) 2(3)
Behavior Modifcation (Resistance) 1(2)
Espionage (Intelligence Techniques: Romulan)(Traffic Analysis) 2(4)(3)
Law (Starfleet Regulations) 1(2)
Personal Equipment (Spycorder) 1(2)
Planetside Survival (Wetlands) 1(2)
Search 2
Security (Law Enforcement) 1(2)
Unarmed Combat (Starfleet Martial Arts) 1(2)
Vehical Operations (Shuttlecraft) 2(3)
Artisic Expression (Acting) 1(3)
Command (Administration) 1(2)
Contact +1 (Uncle)
Rival -2 (Fellow Operative)
Obligation (Starfleet Intelligence) -1
Inovative +1
Personality: He is by nature fairly quiet but with his friends, who are few his is quite jovial and acommidating.
Professionaly, Williams is as crisp as they come, usually adopting a refined 'cut-glass' accent while giving his reports. Currently he is trying to sort out the Romulan and Human memories he's faced with.
Background: Growing up on the colony called New Troy, originaly founded by idealists who wanted a city of knolledge and ideals of elder days. But durring the time Williams lived there it was like most other Federation colony worlds.
After graduating from the Paris boys academy, Lewis joined Starfleet, entering the academy in the intel analyst program. Which he excelled at. After graduation he worked several years on the Romulan desk, until his first wife (who he married just after graduation) died. He then feeling no connection to his old life went deep cover on Romulus after a year long period of both mental and physical conditioning for the assignment.
On Romulus he served as Sub-Lieutenant T'shak of the Command Fleet. Where he slowly gathered vital information on the Romulans millitary strengths and weaknesses also gathering some information on their plans for the Federation after the Dominion War.
That assignment lasted three years and when he returned, though on leave he joined the crew of the USS Backlash to serve as an Inteligence officer. Durring that time not only has he proven himself an excelent officer, but has won the affection of the Cheif Operations Officer, Kathleen Morrison.
Email: book_wyrm@bc.sympatico.ca
