Kurner Dahtar
From TF Library
Template:CharacterBox 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 Debut
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 debut 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.
