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"Something alwaaaays goes wrong!"
Mylik reeled back a little when Rane leaned forward and whispered that joyful statement. Why would he be so happy about violence? Mylik wanted to prevent happenings like that, I mean, it was his whole job on board the ship! Well, he hoped that Rane's confidence wasn't without founding, since Mylik could telepathically feel a general nervousness coming from a few of the more experienced marauders, not like a "WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE" nervousness, but the kind you feel when you've been doing something forever and somehow know things are gonna mess up. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't let other's anxiousness bother him very much, but this seemed more real than most of the emotions other species experience. Mylik let out an audible sigh "Then I will have to check out the security systems again. After all, if something always goes wrong, then we should always be ready" he said to the Canmorian. "I'll be in my quarters if anyone needs me," he continued to the group in general.

Back in his room. He decided to take the opportunity he had and see what else could be done about the ships security systems. Back at home, he was used to hidden cameras, trapdoors, tunnels that could immediately collapse at the push of a button (better to allow the tunnel to fall on advancing enemies than to let them come in), and even robots. Here, he had a few cameras and automatic defense weapons(which he had brought with him and installed). Nothing else. But maybe he could fix that. He headed out into the general hallways and went straight for one of the cameras. He dismounted it from the wall, opened it up, and began fiddling around with the inside. In all honesty, he only knew a little about non-Kiaslik technology, but he hoped he could figure something out.

Appearance:

Height: 6'5 (in feet)
Weight: 210
Name: Fortri
Age: 31

birth quadrant: B04

Primary Role: Navigations

Secondary Role: Chef, though he doesn't particularly enjoy it

Personality:
His intelligence is off the charts compared to most species, and he has mild telepathic abilities. By "mild" I mean he can telepathicaly speak to others, and he can sense thier emotions, but he can't control others emotions/opinions, see thier exact thoughts, or cause any harm to them. These same rules don't apply to animals, which he easily cause harm to, but overall Fortri's telepathy is benevolent. Fortri is a very skilled pilot and navigator and has, like all of his race, an advanced memory.
On the other hand, Fortri is clumbsy and lacks common sense. He often finds it almost impossible to pay attention in any conversation that isn't either telepathic (because it's difficult to ignore voices in his head) or about something he enjoys. He doesn't know much about races outside of the Draithosi, aside from a secret but strong dislike towards the Yirkuthu and a hate for the Jujenkan traitors. Oh, and his physical attributes are, as the overseers put it, "disappointing".

Species: Trosti

Species Origin: The Trosti began on a lush jungle planet where benevolent and beastly life grew in equal numbers. They learned fast the nature of the organisms on their planet, and used it to their advantage. They telepathically domesticated more animals then you could count and took less than 2,000 years to reach the space age and developed their first FTL engine. From then, they were off. They explored planet after planet, solar system after solar system looking for life. They found it, but not like they had imagined. The "Cirlin" race, a large, reptilian species, slaughtered thousands of Trosti and started a interplanetary war. The factions warred for almost a century before the Trosti finally eliminated them using an amount of cunning and deceit to detailed to fully explain here. After the war, they countinued searching, but never trusted other races completely again. Eventually, the Trosti founded The Draithosi Emirates along with a few other species, most of which are telepathic, and began to attack and enslave other races so as to make sure the Draithosi were "impenetrable".

Character History:
Fortri was born on the Trosti homeworld, Mir. But before I can fully explain the history of Fortri, I must tell you something about the Trosti social classes.
The Workers:

The workers are at the bottom of the food chain. They are treated like scum by the other two breeds of Trosti, and aren't considered to be "true" Trosti, though they are the most numberous by far. The workers do all the physical labor and simple jobs that require little thought, as they are unintelligent and unambitous. They have little telepathy, but can be easily controlled by it.

The Thinkers:
*See Fortri's picture at the top to get a general idea of what Thinkers look like.
Thinkers have more scientific intelligence and critical thinking skills than either of the other two races, but lack common sense, any physical skills, and are only ambitous to a certain degree. They can outsmart anyone, but- like thier cousins the Workers- lack free will and need to be told what to do. They are assigned the roles of inventors, managers and in general puzzlers. Their telepathy is mild.

The Overseers:

Overseers never show their physical appearance to anyone other than eachother. Thus they are usually seen wearing the intricate clothing in the picture above. The Overseers have the most social intelligence of them all and the most ambition. They posses frightning telepathic skills and the power to almost completely brainwash Trosti (but not other species, though they can seriously harm others). They control the Trosti simply because they have the will power and telepathy to do so. There have been few instances of a Worker or Thinker with a strong will force, and the few who have been born able to make their own decisions can often fight off the Overseer's telepathy easily. It's not that strong if you can think for yourself. But the overseers will usually just kill those.

And now Fortri's story can begin. He was born a Thinker. His parents (also both thinkers, as the breeds of Trosti can't mate outside their own kind) mostly just left him to his own devices, which was perfectly fine in Fortri's opinion. He spent most his childhood playing by himself, and occasionaly bullying some poor Worker child (who couldn't get any help because it was the Worker's "natrual place"). His teenage years were spent in the jungle. He ran through trees and formed telepathic bonds with animals.
But all that changed on the Choosing day, the day were all Thinkers 23rd and examined both physically and mentally for hours on end to decide what role they would until they turned 110. Fortri approached the Oveerseer, an ancient individual named Zilkar, for examination. It went on for hours, testing, probing, asking questions, and several very painful evauluations that tested his ability to resist telepathy. Zilkar liked what he saw in Fortri. Fortri was intelligent, quick-witted and -most importantly- easily controlled. He had very little will power despite his strong mind, and gave in to thoughts the moment they were inserted inside him. He was assigned the role of navigator for a ship, a respectable position among his species.
He was bullied all through the military training (as he was going to become the navigator for a military vessel), being surronded by Thinkers who had much stronger telepathy than him (telepathic attacks being the main form of bullying, not punching). He grew ashamed of his weak telepathy, and started hiding it. To this day he won't use advanced telepathy for fear of being laughed at or given the mental equivalent of a slap.
A postive effect of the bullying, however, was that it made him want to strive to outlast everyone else. He is bitter over his telepathic weakness, and wants to prove to everyone that he can still make it in the world without it. He isn't violent or anything, but determined. It's this determinations that led to him slowly moving through the ranks and becoming noticed by the Head Overseer, Jalis. At the age of 31, Jalis approched Fortri and offered him the chance to join the Zotharis and he lept at the oppurtunity to continue to prove himself. Not that he had a choice, anyway. Jalis had seceretly been mentally forcing him to agree, but Fortri (like most others) couldn't tell it was happening.

Equipment: A small machine that produces the holographic image of a star map.

Living Quarters:
He has a large, bare room with white walls. He asked to have hard wood floors because the smell and feel of wood reminds him of the jungles at home. The room also has a cluttered desk of papers, maps, and holographic machines. On the desk is a device that allows him to send telepathic messages directly from the Zotharis back to his homeworld, and vice-versa. The Overseer Jalis may occasionaly communicate to him through this.

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