Height: 5' 11" | Weight: 175 lbs. | Eyes: Sky Blue | Hair: Black
Home Planet: Risa | DOB: 2350 | Age: 28
Married: - | Children: -
Of Note -
Personal Traits:
Hobbies: Despite his predilection for warfare, Savai
DOES know how to relax. He plays poker voraciously,
and loves Dabo equally as much. While on leave, he
acquired a taste for the earth game of Baseball, which
went out of style on that world over 200 years ago.
But he enjoys the particulars of the game, and was
fond of playing a variant of it while in basic
training. Now that he's no longer in a combat
situation, he may take it up again. He is also
intensly active, and loves hiking. He claims to have
hiked the Jaltharon peak on Risa, though it's not
documented, and no one believes him.
Personality:
Before the war, Savai would have been
described as easy going, pleasant, cheerful, a true
"bon vivant." Now, he hides behind those things as a
shield from the truth: that the war changed him, as it
did everyone. No longer the carefree boy of his
youth, Savai now carries a weight of having taken
lives, and of having seen friends' lives taken from
them. He still exudes a warmth, just by imbred
nature, and can be quite charming, as all Risans are.
But inside, he is in agony over what he has become.
Personal History:
Savai N'gellin was born
into a life of luxury on Risa. His parents, both of
them wealthy politicians, raised him to a patrician
set of ideals, and he never ventured out of his
comfort zones until the Dominion War came. An
impressionable young man, he was deeply moved when the
moralists movement came through the planet, and
rejected the life of luxury he'd lived in to that
point. At the age of 22, he left Risa and went to the
front, to volunteer in a medical capacity. His life
was almost put to an end prematurely when a Jem'Hadar
squad burst into the medical ward on Lya 4, killing
most of the staff. To his eternal shame, he hid under
a table when the shooting started, and was STILL
almost killed when a Jem'Hadar soldier found him. A
Starfleet marine named Sergeant Dyson saved his life
in the nick of time, and took the young Savain under
his wing, mentoring the boy, and was the reason
N'gellin joined Starfleet in the first place.
Academy:
Did not attend.
Major/Minor Area(s) of study:
Major:
Minor:
Previous Assignments:
Savai enlisted in order to serve
alongside Dyson. Entering the marines as a private,
he strove to overcome his background and prove himself
a warrior. His platoon was eventually assigned to
AR-338, to guard the Dominion communications relay
there. He saw the vast majority of his comrades die
in that horrific siege, and was nearly killed again,
but for Dyson, who once again saved the young man's
life. This time though, it came at a price; Dyson
took a polaron beam to the back for Savai, which
killed the more experienced officer. In the end,
Savai was one of only a handful to get off that
hellhole. Following the siege of AR-338, he was
re-assigned to a new platoon, which was stationed out
of Starbase 74. Carrying an intense guilt for Dyson's
death, he fought with reckless abandon, only narrowly
escaping death at each Dominion encounter. But, his
recklesness allowed him to accomplish things that no
one else could have done, and he was quickly promoted
up the ranks, until he held the rank of Master
Sergeant. He was among the group of Marines who
helped secure the Cardassian capital when it was
surrendered, and saw first hand the attrocities
committed by the Founders to the Cardassian people.
While there, N'gellin was shot in the leg by an angry
pro-dominion Cardassian. He spent three weeks in
recovery for this, his only wound of the war. He
earned the purple heart for this, though he felt it
was a bit cheap. Savai requested a leave of absence
following the armistice, and was granted, allowing him
to revisit his homeworld. But his parents, appalled
that he had taken lives, forbade him to return to his
home, and declined to see him. As alone as he'd ever
been, Savai wondered aimlessly, before deciding to
return to the fleet. It was after all, all he had
left to him. He requested to take the officer's exam,
and was quickly admitted: Starfleet was short on
officers in those days, and Savai was a highly
decorated veteran. He passed, and was promoted to 2nd
Lt., and given command of a small detachment of
marines on Ibor prime. He served there for three
years until a position came open as a platoon
commander on Starbase 10, which he jumped at. He was
admitted to the post, and transferred to assume his
greatest level of responsibility yet: leading a
platoon of Starfleet Marines.
Awards and Commendations:
Dominion Campaign Ribbon.
