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{{CharacterBox | ImageHref=Av_kurner.jpg | Name=Kurner Dahtar | Homeworld=Bothawui | DateOfBirth=Year -25 Day 3 | Species=Bothan | Gender=Male | Height=165cm | HairColour=Brown | EyeColour=Blue | Affiliation=[[The Order of Kampar]], <br />[[Confederacy of Independant Systems]] }} | {{CharacterBox | ImageHref=Av_kurner.jpg | Name=Kurner Dahtar | Homeworld=Bothawui | DateOfBirth=Year -25 Day 3 | Species=Bothan | Gender=Male | Height=165cm | HairColour=Brown | EyeColour=Blue | Affiliation=[[The Order of Kampar]], <br />[[Confederacy of Independant Systems]] }} | ||
Kurner Dahtar may not be the most influential in the world of galactic business - especially now, with the decision to lead a life of faith and religious solitude - yet there's no denying that he has been instrumental in of several key industries. Valued for his experience, skills, and friendly attitude, Kurner continues to contribute wherever he can. Placing value in friends over wealth, he may have involuntarily decided his fate as a hyper-successful businessman. He does not regret this, however. | Kurner Dahtar may not be the most influential in the world of galactic business - especially now, with the decision to lead a life of faith and religious solitude - yet there's no denying that he has been instrumental in of several key industries. Valued for his experience, skills, and friendly attitude, Kurner continues to contribute wherever he can. Placing value in friends over wealth, he may have involuntarily decided his fate as a hyper-successful businessman. He does not regret this, however. | ||
==At Home With A Rifle== | ==At Home With A Rifle== | ||
| - | ===The | + | ===The Début=== |
| - | On the day of Kurner's graduation from Bothawui National Institute, his father pulled him aside. "My Son," he said, "You have spent many long years in school, fulfilling my wishes for you. Today is the day you start your long and successful career. Today your family presents you with the capital necessary to make your | + | On the day of Kurner's graduation from Bothawui National Institute, his father pulled him aside. "My Son," he said, "You have spent many long years in school, fulfilling my wishes for you. Today is the day you start your long and successful career. Today your family presents you with the capital necessary to make your début in galactic business." His father smiled and squeezed his shoulder. "Now go, enjoy this day with your friends." |
| - | Kurner, stunned from his family's generosity, moved slowly back toward a group of his classmates without saying a word. His father stood behind him, still smiling, holding his mother's hand. | + | Kurner, stunned from his family's generosity, moved slowly back toward a group of his classmates without saying a word. His father stood behind him, still smiling, holding his mother's hand. "Your own company, huh?" Fri - one of Kurner's classmates - said, as Kurner approached. "How did you know?" Kurner replied, puzzled. The noisy celebrations made it hard for even him to hear his own father's words. "Oh, right. The lip reading. I guess that class finally came in handy, huh?" "So, any ideas on what to do with the credits?" Another friend asked excitedly. |
| - | "Your own company, huh?" Fri - one of Kurner's classmates - said, as Kurner approached. | + | |
| - | "How did you know?" Kurner replied, puzzled. The noisy celebrations made it hard for even him to hear his own father's words. "Oh, right. The lip reading. I guess that class finally came in handy, huh?" | + | |
| - | "So, any ideas on what to do with the credits?" Another friend asked excitedly. | + | |
| - | Kurner thought back to his grandfather's old AMX-50 that hung above the mantle at his home. The weapon was one of the original production runs, before they had switched the wooden stock to an all metal version. Kurner remembered the many trips to the shooting range. "You can't hit a thing! Here, try this - you'll be guaranteed to hit the target!" His grandfather had teased, while handing him the old AMX. | + | Kurner thought back to his grandfather's old AMX-50 that hung above the mantle at his home. The weapon was one of the original production runs, before they had switched the wooden stock to an all metal version. Kurner remembered the many trips to the shooting range. "You can't hit a thing! Here, try this - you'll be guaranteed to hit the target!" His grandfather had teased, while handing him the old AMX. |
| - | "You know. With what's happening in galactic government, I think the galaxy might need just one more weapons manufacturer." | + | "You know. With what's happening in galactic government, I think the galaxy might need just one more weapons manufacturer." |
===Painful Discoveries=== | ===Painful Discoveries=== | ||
| - | With his business plan hastily created, Kurner filed the required paperwork with the Galactic Business Registry. Shortly after his 26th birthday, NeuroSaav Technologies hit the market with minimal fanfare. Having listened to years of complaints about the Empire from his off-world cousins, Kurner decided to try and contact the slowly mounting resistance movement called the Rebel Alliance. Quite quickly, a deal was struck: Kurner's NeuroSaav would supply the Rebel Alliance with the weaponry required to maintain the opposition to the Empire. Thanks to skills learned from years at the Bothawui National Institute, Kurner was able to keep his company away from the prying eyes of the Empire's accountants and military. | + | With his business plan hastily created, Kurner filed the required paperwork with the Galactic Business Registry. Shortly after his 26th birthday, NeuroSaav Technologies hit the market with minimal fanfare. Having listened to years of complaints about the Empire from his off-world cousins, Kurner decided to try and contact the slowly mounting resistance movement called the Rebel Alliance. Quite quickly, a deal was struck: Kurner's NeuroSaav would supply the Rebel Alliance with the weaponry required to maintain the opposition to the Empire. Thanks to skills learned from years at the Bothawui National Institute, Kurner was able to keep his company away from the prying eyes of the Empire's accountants and military. |
| - | With the ink dry on the company's business deals, a new problem set in. Competition had been spawned, under the name of Infinite Innovations Incorporated. While not directly competing with NeuroSaav - III being Imperial aligned - the new company created a strain on the available workforce. Kurner found it harder and harder to keep his factories and research facilities staffed at full capacity, not to mention staffed with loyal and trusting personnel. Kurner discovered that if he were to succeed, he would have to surround himself with friends. | + | With the ink dry on the company's business deals, a new problem set in. Competition had been spawned, under the name of Infinite Innovations Incorporated. While not directly competing with NeuroSaav - III being Imperial aligned - the new company created a strain on the available workforce. Kurner found it harder and harder to keep his factories and research facilities staffed at full capacity, not to mention staffed with loyal and trusting personnel. Kurner discovered that if he were to succeed, he would have to surround himself with friends. |
==Executive To Dirt Hauler.. To Executive== | ==Executive To Dirt Hauler.. To Executive== | ||
===Beginning Again=== | ===Beginning Again=== | ||
| - | Struggling to keep NeuroSaav afloat, Kurner decided he would need to do something drastic. He sold off assets to the Alliance aligned Aurora Tech, and took some time for himself. He knew his father may not understand his decision, but he moved back to Bothawui - back home - to once again live with his parents. | + | Struggling to keep NeuroSaav afloat, Kurner decided he would need to do something drastic. He sold off assets to the Alliance aligned Aurora Tech, and took some time for himself. He knew his father may not understand his decision, but he moved back to Bothawui - back home - to once again live with his parents. |
| - | Kurner found that his family took the news rather well. After dinner two weeks after he had returned, Kurner took his father aside. "Father, a year ago, at my graduation, you placed your faith in me to do the right thing. Selling my company after such a short time may not have been one of your wishes, but I know you've always wished that I was happy. I've always wished that you would be proud of me, and understand." Kurner said, as he handed his father a datapad displaying a bank transaction. Kurner had returned each credit given to him a year earlier. "Take this, please." With that, Kurner turned and walked away. Kurner purchased an old YT2400 with what remained of his assets, and made his way into space. | + | Kurner found that his family took the news rather well. After dinner two weeks after he had returned, Kurner took his father aside. "Father, a year ago, at my graduation, you placed your faith in me to do the right thing. Selling my company after such a short time may not have been one of your wishes, but I know you've always wished that I was happy. I've always wished that you would be proud of me, and understand." Kurner said, as he handed his father a datapad displaying a bank transaction. Kurner had returned each credit given to him a year earlier. "Take this, please." With that, Kurner turned and walked away. Kurner purchased an old YT2400 with what remained of his assets, and made his way into space. |
| - | During a quick stop to pick up supplies, Kurner ran into a man named Max Carr. Max handed Kurner a datapad with coordinates, and a job offer. "If you're interested, make your way there." He had said. As soon as Kurner had | + | During a quick stop to pick up supplies, Kurner ran into a man named Max Carr. Max handed Kurner a datapad with coordinates, and a job offer. "If you're interested, make your way there." He had said. As soon as Kurner had refuelled and stocked his ship, he checked the coordinates against the navcomp. Alk'Lellish, a small unimportant system in the mid rim, was apparently the home of Max's job opportunity. Running out of money, and with no other plans, Kurner set a course. |
===Promotion... After Promotion=== | ===Promotion... After Promotion=== | ||
| - | Upon arrival at the small system, Kurner was surprised at the amount of military technology scattered throughout the system. The ship's comm system flashed a message. "This is Director Memnoch of JUGANOTH Mining Corporation. Welcome to Alk'Lellish. Max has been expecting you." | + | Upon arrival at the small system, Kurner was surprised at the amount of military technology scattered throughout the system. The ship's comm system flashed a message. "This is Director Memnoch of JUGANOTH Mining Corporation. Welcome to Alk'Lellish. Max has been expecting you." |
| - | Kurner docked with the orbiting Dreadnought, and met Max in the docking bay. "I see you've decided to take me up on my offer. I trust you have questions - let me take you to the boss." Max said as he motioned for Kurner to follow him. The two made their way to the ship's cockpit, where a large wookiee was speaking to two sentients of a species Kurner had not yet encountered. The wookiee dismissed the two, and introduced himself as K'loran. | + | Kurner docked with the orbiting Dreadnought, and met Max in the docking bay. "I see you've decided to take me up on my offer. I trust you have questions - let me take you to the boss." Max said as he motioned for Kurner to follow him. The two made their way to the ship's cockpit, where a large wookiee was speaking to two sentients of a species Kurner had not yet encountered. The wookiee dismissed the two, and introduced himself as K'loran. |
| - | Kurner quickly worked his way up in the seedy organization. One thing was for sure - JUGANOTH had nothing to do with mining, at least, not yet. Instead, it held an almost | + | Kurner quickly worked his way up in the seedy organization. One thing was for sure - JUGANOTH had nothing to do with mining, at least, not yet. Instead, it held an almost Mafia like atmosphere. While no actual crime was transpiring, the massing of military technology and weapons was in line with more para-military type organizations. Slowly, however, JUGANOTH sold portions of its fleet - starting with the Dreadnought - and began to create a more legitimate front. |
| - | Kurner soon replaced Max Carr as Vice President of the corporation, with K'loran at the helm. And with time, Kurner would replace him, as well. Even with JUGANOTH's new found focus on mining, an inordinate amount was still spent on security. Not on weapons, mind you, but cleaning up the mess that followed Memnoch and his crack crew of security professionals. | + | Kurner soon replaced Max Carr as Vice President of the corporation, with K'loran at the helm. And with time, Kurner would replace him, as well. Even with JUGANOTH's new found focus on mining, an inordinate amount was still spent on security. Not on weapons, mind you, but cleaning up the mess that followed Memnoch and his crack crew of security professionals. |
===And Then There Was Dack (And That Chick, Ayala)=== | ===And Then There Was Dack (And That Chick, Ayala)=== | ||
| - | With JUGANOTH's loss of Max, and several other directors, it was time for a new recruitment drive. Kurner personally interviewed two young and somewhat capable individuals. The first was Aran Dack, a young and buff Hapan weapons expert with a gift for women. The second, Ayala Kristoff, was a B'omarr Monk with no discernible talents or skills, or gender, for that matter. Both were hired on the spot, thus ending the recruitment drive. | + | With JUGANOTH's loss of Max, and several other directors, it was time for a new recruitment drive. Kurner personally interviewed two young and somewhat capable individuals. The first was Aran Dack, a young and buff Hapan weapons expert with a gift for women. The second, Ayala Kristoff, was a B'omarr Monk with no discernible talents or skills, or gender, for that matter. Both were hired on the spot, thus ending the recruitment drive. |
| - | Dack fit right in with Memnoch's military crew - groaning in pleasure at all the manly and overly phallic weaponry. Ayala fit right in, as well, but only because so many jokes could be made at his expense. And so life continued, all while JUGANOTH once again morphed into something new - gone was the focus of profits, replaced with camaraderie and friendship. | + | Dack fit right in with Memnoch's military crew - groaning in pleasure at all the manly and overly phallic weaponry. Ayala fit right in, as well, but only because so many jokes could be made at his expense. And so life continued, all while JUGANOTH once again morphed into something new - gone was the focus of profits, replaced with camaraderie and friendship. |
===The Weird, And the Weirder=== | ===The Weird, And the Weirder=== | ||
| - | As K'loran stepped down from his position as President, Kurner rose to the task of leading a company once again. He appointed new directors, freeing himself up for more leisurely pursuits. He soon developed an interest in bio-engineering - specifically, cloning. Kurner spent his free time in a hidden laboratory, slaving away over steaming hot bio samples. After months of work, Kurner finally had something to show for his sore arm - a fully functional clone. Although it wasn't an exact copy - it lacked any hair, whatsoever - it did share several similar traits - namely, sentience. Kurner dubbed the clone 'Spank MkI' and introduced it to the JUGANOTH crew. | + | As K'loran stepped down from his position as President, Kurner rose to the task of leading a company once again. He appointed new directors, freeing himself up for more leisurely pursuits. He soon developed an interest in bio-engineering - specifically, cloning. Kurner spent his free time in a hidden laboratory, slaving away over steaming hot bio-samples. After months of work, Kurner finally had something to show for his sore arm - a fully functional clone. Although it wasn't an exact copy - it lacked any hair, whatsoever - it did share several similar traits - namely, sentience. Kurner dubbed the clone 'Spank MkI' and introduced it to the JUGANOTH crew. |
| - | Unbeknownst to Kurner, a visitor to the Alk'lellish system would threaten to bring their hard work crashing down. Navik Ikron of the Wraiths had been enjoying the finer points of Alk'lellish while on a business trip to negotiate a business transaction. Navik had unknowingly brought with him a plague of massive proportions - A single pregnant Ewok. Upon landing, the ewok escaped into the jungles undetected. Over the next several months, it and it's children spawned massive broods of Ewoks. They decimated the landscape, eating everything in their path. Only two things could stop them - The itchy trigger finger of Aran Dack, and the high strung sexual tenancies of Memnoch. The coming months would be hard on the JUGANOTH crew, and result in the loss of Spank MkI. Out of the rubble would rise a new era of prosperity and fried Ewok for all, as well as a new - half hairless - bothan clone: Spank MkII. | + | Unbeknownst to Kurner, a visitor to the Alk'lellish system would threaten to bring their hard work crashing down. Navik Ikron of the Wraiths had been enjoying the finer points of Alk'lellish while on a business trip to negotiate a business transaction. Navik had unknowingly brought with him a plague of massive proportions - A single pregnant Ewok. Upon landing, the ewok escaped into the jungles undetected. Over the next several months, it and it's children spawned massive broods of Ewoks. They decimated the landscape, eating everything in their path. Only two things could stop them - The itchy trigger finger of Aran Dack, and the high strung sexual tenancies of Memnoch. The coming months would be hard on the JUGANOTH crew, and result in the loss of Spank MkI. Out of the rubble would rise a new era of prosperity and fried Ewok for all, as well as a new - half hairless - bothan clone: Spank MkII. |
==From Hope, To Disaster== | ==From Hope, To Disaster== | ||
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==Dack & Kurner's Excellent Adventures== | ==Dack & Kurner's Excellent Adventures== | ||
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Kurner Dahtar may not be the most influential in the world of galactic business - especially now, with the decision to lead a life of faith and religious solitude - yet there's no denying that he has been instrumental in of several key industries. Valued for his experience, skills, and friendly attitude, Kurner continues to contribute wherever he can. Placing value in friends over wealth, he may have involuntarily decided his fate as a hyper-successful businessman. He does not regret this, however.
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At Home With A Rifle
The Début
On the day of Kurner's graduation from Bothawui National Institute, his father pulled him aside. "My Son," he said, "You have spent many long years in school, fulfilling my wishes for you. Today is the day you start your long and successful career. Today your family presents you with the capital necessary to make your début in galactic business." His father smiled and squeezed his shoulder. "Now go, enjoy this day with your friends."
Kurner, stunned from his family's generosity, moved slowly back toward a group of his classmates without saying a word. His father stood behind him, still smiling, holding his mother's hand. "Your own company, huh?" Fri - one of Kurner's classmates - said, as Kurner approached. "How did you know?" Kurner replied, puzzled. The noisy celebrations made it hard for even him to hear his own father's words. "Oh, right. The lip reading. I guess that class finally came in handy, huh?" "So, any ideas on what to do with the credits?" Another friend asked excitedly.
Kurner thought back to his grandfather's old AMX-50 that hung above the mantle at his home. The weapon was one of the original production runs, before they had switched the wooden stock to an all metal version. Kurner remembered the many trips to the shooting range. "You can't hit a thing! Here, try this - you'll be guaranteed to hit the target!" His grandfather had teased, while handing him the old AMX.
"You know. With what's happening in galactic government, I think the galaxy might need just one more weapons manufacturer."
Painful Discoveries
With his business plan hastily created, Kurner filed the required paperwork with the Galactic Business Registry. Shortly after his 26th birthday, NeuroSaav Technologies hit the market with minimal fanfare. Having listened to years of complaints about the Empire from his off-world cousins, Kurner decided to try and contact the slowly mounting resistance movement called the Rebel Alliance. Quite quickly, a deal was struck: Kurner's NeuroSaav would supply the Rebel Alliance with the weaponry required to maintain the opposition to the Empire. Thanks to skills learned from years at the Bothawui National Institute, Kurner was able to keep his company away from the prying eyes of the Empire's accountants and military.
With the ink dry on the company's business deals, a new problem set in. Competition had been spawned, under the name of Infinite Innovations Incorporated. While not directly competing with NeuroSaav - III being Imperial aligned - the new company created a strain on the available workforce. Kurner found it harder and harder to keep his factories and research facilities staffed at full capacity, not to mention staffed with loyal and trusting personnel. Kurner discovered that if he were to succeed, he would have to surround himself with friends.
Executive To Dirt Hauler.. To Executive
Beginning Again
Struggling to keep NeuroSaav afloat, Kurner decided he would need to do something drastic. He sold off assets to the Alliance aligned Aurora Tech, and took some time for himself. He knew his father may not understand his decision, but he moved back to Bothawui - back home - to once again live with his parents.
Kurner found that his family took the news rather well. After dinner two weeks after he had returned, Kurner took his father aside. "Father, a year ago, at my graduation, you placed your faith in me to do the right thing. Selling my company after such a short time may not have been one of your wishes, but I know you've always wished that I was happy. I've always wished that you would be proud of me, and understand." Kurner said, as he handed his father a datapad displaying a bank transaction. Kurner had returned each credit given to him a year earlier. "Take this, please." With that, Kurner turned and walked away. Kurner purchased an old YT2400 with what remained of his assets, and made his way into space.
During a quick stop to pick up supplies, Kurner ran into a man named Max Carr. Max handed Kurner a datapad with coordinates, and a job offer. "If you're interested, make your way there." He had said. As soon as Kurner had refuelled and stocked his ship, he checked the coordinates against the navcomp. Alk'Lellish, a small unimportant system in the mid rim, was apparently the home of Max's job opportunity. Running out of money, and with no other plans, Kurner set a course.
Promotion... After Promotion
Upon arrival at the small system, Kurner was surprised at the amount of military technology scattered throughout the system. The ship's comm system flashed a message. "This is Director Memnoch of JUGANOTH Mining Corporation. Welcome to Alk'Lellish. Max has been expecting you."
Kurner docked with the orbiting Dreadnought, and met Max in the docking bay. "I see you've decided to take me up on my offer. I trust you have questions - let me take you to the boss." Max said as he motioned for Kurner to follow him. The two made their way to the ship's cockpit, where a large wookiee was speaking to two sentients of a species Kurner had not yet encountered. The wookiee dismissed the two, and introduced himself as K'loran.
Kurner quickly worked his way up in the seedy organization. One thing was for sure - JUGANOTH had nothing to do with mining, at least, not yet. Instead, it held an almost Mafia like atmosphere. While no actual crime was transpiring, the massing of military technology and weapons was in line with more para-military type organizations. Slowly, however, JUGANOTH sold portions of its fleet - starting with the Dreadnought - and began to create a more legitimate front.
Kurner soon replaced Max Carr as Vice President of the corporation, with K'loran at the helm. And with time, Kurner would replace him, as well. Even with JUGANOTH's new found focus on mining, an inordinate amount was still spent on security. Not on weapons, mind you, but cleaning up the mess that followed Memnoch and his crack crew of security professionals.
And Then There Was Dack (And That Chick, Ayala)
With JUGANOTH's loss of Max, and several other directors, it was time for a new recruitment drive. Kurner personally interviewed two young and somewhat capable individuals. The first was Aran Dack, a young and buff Hapan weapons expert with a gift for women. The second, Ayala Kristoff, was a B'omarr Monk with no discernible talents or skills, or gender, for that matter. Both were hired on the spot, thus ending the recruitment drive.
Dack fit right in with Memnoch's military crew - groaning in pleasure at all the manly and overly phallic weaponry. Ayala fit right in, as well, but only because so many jokes could be made at his expense. And so life continued, all while JUGANOTH once again morphed into something new - gone was the focus of profits, replaced with camaraderie and friendship.
The Weird, And the Weirder
As K'loran stepped down from his position as President, Kurner rose to the task of leading a company once again. He appointed new directors, freeing himself up for more leisurely pursuits. He soon developed an interest in bio-engineering - specifically, cloning. Kurner spent his free time in a hidden laboratory, slaving away over steaming hot bio-samples. After months of work, Kurner finally had something to show for his sore arm - a fully functional clone. Although it wasn't an exact copy - it lacked any hair, whatsoever - it did share several similar traits - namely, sentience. Kurner dubbed the clone 'Spank MkI' and introduced it to the JUGANOTH crew.
Unbeknownst to Kurner, a visitor to the Alk'lellish system would threaten to bring their hard work crashing down. Navik Ikron of the Wraiths had been enjoying the finer points of Alk'lellish while on a business trip to negotiate a business transaction. Navik had unknowingly brought with him a plague of massive proportions - A single pregnant Ewok. Upon landing, the ewok escaped into the jungles undetected. Over the next several months, it and it's children spawned massive broods of Ewoks. They decimated the landscape, eating everything in their path. Only two things could stop them - The itchy trigger finger of Aran Dack, and the high strung sexual tenancies of Memnoch. The coming months would be hard on the JUGANOTH crew, and result in the loss of Spank MkI. Out of the rubble would rise a new era of prosperity and fried Ewok for all, as well as a new - half hairless - bothan clone: Spank MkII.
