Maiek s'Ethien
Name Maiek i'Rhehiv'je s'Ethien
Position Aide to the Romulan Ambassador
Character Information
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Romulan | |
| Age | 20 |
Physical Appearance
| Height | 6'3 | |
| Weight | 195 | |
| Hair Color | Black | |
| Eye Color | Dark brown | |
| Physical Description | A tall, skinny youthful Romulan who hasn't quite managed to become coordinated in his lanky body. His forehead ridges are well defined and have a hint more green in them than normally seen in a Romulan indicating closer ties to his Vulcan ancestors. He is unaware of the Vulcan Ancestor 2 generations back. |
Family
| Spouse | Engaged to Mary Elizabeth Gregory | |
| Children | None | |
| Father | K'Haeth i'Aihai t'Saeihr s'Ethien | |
| Mother | Emmiad i'Aihai s'Ethien | |
| Brother(s) | None | |
| Sister(s) | Terai s'Ethien | |
| Other Family | Aunt: Verelan i'Mhiessan t'Saeihr Cousin: Lhian i'Mnaeha t'Saeihr |
Personality & Traits
| Strengths & Weaknesses | +Strong +Linguist +Artistic +Notices everything -Clumsy -Firey temper at times |
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| Ambitions | Initially: To rebuild Romulus to be a powerful empire again, from the ashes of Hobus, with the respect it deserves. Now: To rebuild a culture that takes the best parts of Romulus and shares it with the greater universe. |
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| Hobbies & Interests | -Fashion Design -Sewing -Drawing |
| Personal History | He grew up in the cutthroat Romulan fashion design industry, which had it's own rules and decorum expected from it's artists. His mother an accomplished artisan, teaching him to sew before he had a full vocabulary. He would draw the designs and she would sew them, before he could do the sewing himself. Started on the path into the artist caste by his Aunt Verelan- who was the first to wear one of his creations onto the senate floor. There was such a to-do about it that the boy was swiftly getting requests from the highest castes for his work. He is an incrediably talented artist- and his skills are wasted in the service of diplomacy. He grew up in the circles of the highborn and followed the cycles of the elements devoutly. He reads and interprets the social queues in everything as easily as breathing. The ambassador cultivated him, not just because of nepotism, but for the artist's eye and good sense the young man has in abundance. He was not expecting to find romance when he boarded the great Starbase that he was forced to make his home. He was told to make the best of what he was given from fate- and he participated begrudgingly. Finding some joy in the socialization aspect of this place was surprising. More surprising, and life altering was the human that stole his heart. He found that he burned only for her, and proposed marriage. |
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| Service Record | Diplomatic Aide |