Rook
Name Rook
Position Civilian
Character Information
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Romulan / Vulcan Hybrid | |
| Age | Unknown (appears to be late 30s or early 40s in earth years) |
Physical Appearance
| Height | 6' 1'' | |
| Weight | 175 Ibs | |
| Hair Color | Black | |
| Eye Color | Midnight Blue | |
| Physical Description | Rook is lean and striking, with sharp, sculpted features and high cheekbones that hint at both Vulcan and Romulan ancestry. His midnight blue eyes are intense and arresting, capable of being both unnerving and thoughtful. One of his pointed ears bears an old scar close to the tip, like a street cat that’s lived through a few too many fights. His long black hair reaches past his shoulders and is either kept loose or lazily tied back, depending on the day. The soft wave of it adds a wild, untamed edge that contrasts with the discipline he sometimes pretends to have. |
Family
| Spouse | Unknown | |
| Children | Unknown | |
| Father | Unknown | |
| Mother | Unknown | |
| Brother(s) | Unknown | |
| Sister(s) | Unknown | |
| Other Family | Unknown |
Personality & Traits
| General Overview | Rook is a complete enigma. On the surface, he is unthreatening, attentive and has the air of someone who’s always listening without judging. He has remarkable recall and offers sage advice that seems strangely personal even when he has little information to go on. Rook does not suppress emotion. Instead, he has learned to portray emotional control whenever it is useful. In truth, his emotions simmer quietly beneath the surface, held in check by long-honed self-discipline. But under the surface is something harder. His voice is low and deliberate, his expressions subtle but loaded with meaning if you know how to look. He rarely raises his voice; he doesn’t need to when his tone and words can cut like a blade. There’s something unsettling about how still he can be and how intently he watches. And he can wield a knife with frightening skill. Quietly charismatic, Rook has a way of getting people to talk without ever giving away much himself. He has perfected the art of answering questions without saying anything of consequence, and of loading a few pointed words with hidden meaning. He has become a keeper of secrets over the years, but it is unclear what he is keeping them for. He blends into the background when he wants to, yet there's always the sense he's watching everything. He has a habit of spinning tales to ensure no one is quite sure of any real facts about him. No one quite knows where he came from. Or if he’s dangerous. Most assume he’s harmless. They’d be wrong. |
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| Strengths & Weaknesses | Strengths: + Emotionally intuitive; can read people exceptionally well + Unshakably calm (and even cold) in tense or violent situations + Skilled in sleight of hand, blades and chemical compounds (including poisons) + An excellent listener, confidant and manipulator when necessary + Craftsmanship in small items; jewellery, engravings, hidden compartments + Multilingual and culturally adaptable + Holds a vault of secrets + No one is quite sure if any of the above is actually true Weaknesses: - Guarded to the point of deception - History unknown, possibly fabricated - Can be emotionally detached during violence - Uses kindness and softness as a smokescreen - Loyalty is conditional and betrayal is met with quiet, methodical vengeance - No one is quite sure if any of the above is actually true |
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| Ambitions | Rook would say he has none. But his presence aboard a ship is not an accident. It gives him unprecedented access to the universe and takes him far from the political complexities of his past. Whether he’s hiding or hunting is another question. | |
| Hobbies & Interests | - Collecting commbadges and turning them into jewellery (no one is quite sure of how he gets hold of them) - Mixing drinks and crafting original cocktails to match the emotional or psychological makeup of his patrons - Growing exotic flowers and herbs that provide extracts of interest - He has an engraved dagger that is never far away; named Thornbane, it features the Romulan script “The Rest Is Silence” - Studying languages, especially the poetic nuances of each - Keeping watch. Always. Languages Spoken: - Federation Standard - Vulcan - Romulan - Others he refuses to admit to |
| Personal History | Nothing is known for certain about Rook’s past. He simply arrived in Federation space one day, aboard a modest civilian freighter, asking to barter drink-mixing services for passage. He’s gone on to become an extremely successful bar manager with fingers in dozens of different pies. His latest project is running The Green Kiss aboard the Guinevere with understated elegance and an ear for secrets. He never mentions his homeworld, any Starfleet ties or whether ‘Rook’ is even his real name. Crew speculation has been endless wherever he goes: that he was once Tal Shiar; that he defected from Vulcan during a classified operation; that he assassinated a high-ranking officer in cold blood; that he is the illegitimate lovechild of a remote prince; that he is on the run after a forbidden affair with a prominent priest. None of these rumours have been confirmed or denied. Rook never confirms anything. |
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| Service Record | None officially recorded. However, some officers have noted his knowledge of Federation, Vulcan and Romulan operations is uncannily specific for a civilian. He is currently the proprietor of The Green Kiss onboard the USS Guinevere. |