Post by shannonkellynx on Jan 13, 2008 12:59:14 GMT -5
Shannon Kellynx
Species: Phaelon
Gender: Male
Age: 27
DOB: 2nd Summer of his Mother’s ascension to Alpha Prime
POB: R’lek’al Hunting Grounds
Hieght: 6’ 6” standing, 3’9” on all fours
wieght: 250 lbs
Eye color: Amber/Green
Hair color: Tawny yellow with black striping and splotches in a lynx type pattern
Hair Lenght: short
Martial Status: Single
Father: Michael Kelliger
.
Mother: Anna Melynx
Siblings:
Tracy Kellynx (Sister from the same litter)
Hannibal Kellynx (Brother from the same litter)
James Kellynx (Brother from a prior litter, some think adopted.)
Blood Type: AB-
Medical history: None recorded.
Allergies: None recorded
Personal history: Born to his parents in their third year of ruling the Melynx pride. In celebration of the birth of their first litter as Alpha’s the Pride’s name was changed to Kellynx, and the children were all given this surname. Shannon spent his early days learning what he could of the Pride, finding everyone to be friendly, except for the Shaman. Her, he found extremely frightening.
He is a physical type of Tom, and the hidden ways of the spirits frightened him to death. This was reinforced in his 10th summer when Tracy became ill, and the Shaman worked over her bedside to call helpful spirits to heal her, as well as using the local herbs. However, his sister did not recover well, and the Shaman used the excuse that “she angered the sprits who came to help her.” Instead of admitting she should have been taken to the City for treatment.
As he got older, he was inducted into the Hunter’s ranks, starting as all kittens start as a cappa, and left to work his way up through the ranks by his own merit. By the time he was counted 14 summers old, he had made quite a name for himself, and was encouraged to participate in the inter-Pride competitions which were used to help keep peace between them all. He excelled at all of the sports he tried. His favorite, however was the Hunt. Soon, he was accounted universally by all of the Prides to be the best hunter in the region. But, the excitement of the Hunt was beginning to Pall.
He was his Father’s favorite son, and his Mother’s choice of heir, but he knew nothing of the greater world which he would have to know about in order to keep the Pride where they were. The culture he lived in elected to remain tribal, instead of becoming modernized like the City Phaelons. This had saved them during the recient wars, and most of the Pride members of all ages felt that it would preserve them in the future. But, it still stood that the Alphas has to know about the outside world.
He left the Pride at the age of 17, to begin learning more about the outside. Here is where he found the challenge he was looking for! Here were things to hunt! He remained in the City, learning what he could, and offering his services when asked. But, things did not go well for his first 5 years outside of the Prides. Here he did not have a reputation to help him get a job, or any skills which were in high demand. He also did not understand the concept of money. He managed to eek out a living with out stooping to theft or any lawbreaking – laws he understood – by sheer will power alone, and returning at times to the plains and hunting.
As he was about to give up in disgrace, and return to the Prides, he heard a man speaking of Starfleet. That they educated their officers, and that it was a chance for all people of any race, age, or gender to see the galaxy, and learn about other races and species. Eager to finally be able to fulfill the reason he left the Prides, he followed the person back to an office, and introduced himself. Thus, he started his life in Starfleet.
Starfleet history:
He entered the academy a complete backwater Phaelon, unable to read or right. Many of his instructors thought him slow of mind, but when he was given a chance to take oral exams, he excelled. But, he never did learn to use written communications. After 2 years, he was asked to change tracks from a Naval officer to the Marine corps, where his lack of written communications would not be as much of a liability. Feeling as if he had failed, he agreed to the transfer. However, he soon found a much more fulfilling career path. Here he was on the same level as his prey. Here he could track it, hunt it, and see the kill. Here, he could be a TOM.
As his prowess became known through out the Marines, many would come and watch him practice. His skills at stalking, and primitive weapons won him attention he’d never received before. But, he still had trouble grasping technology. As soon as he “graduated” he was assigned to the 101st as a scout and sniper. This is where he still serves.
Current Assignment:
101st Marine Corps “Pathfinders” as the Sniper/Scout.
Species: Phaelon
Gender: Male
Age: 27
DOB: 2nd Summer of his Mother’s ascension to Alpha Prime
POB: R’lek’al Hunting Grounds
Hieght: 6’ 6” standing, 3’9” on all fours
wieght: 250 lbs
Eye color: Amber/Green
Hair color: Tawny yellow with black striping and splotches in a lynx type pattern
Hair Lenght: short
Martial Status: Single
Father: Michael Kelliger
.
Mother: Anna Melynx
Siblings:
Tracy Kellynx (Sister from the same litter)
Hannibal Kellynx (Brother from the same litter)
James Kellynx (Brother from a prior litter, some think adopted.)
Blood Type: AB-
Medical history: None recorded.
Allergies: None recorded
Personal history: Born to his parents in their third year of ruling the Melynx pride. In celebration of the birth of their first litter as Alpha’s the Pride’s name was changed to Kellynx, and the children were all given this surname. Shannon spent his early days learning what he could of the Pride, finding everyone to be friendly, except for the Shaman. Her, he found extremely frightening.
He is a physical type of Tom, and the hidden ways of the spirits frightened him to death. This was reinforced in his 10th summer when Tracy became ill, and the Shaman worked over her bedside to call helpful spirits to heal her, as well as using the local herbs. However, his sister did not recover well, and the Shaman used the excuse that “she angered the sprits who came to help her.” Instead of admitting she should have been taken to the City for treatment.
As he got older, he was inducted into the Hunter’s ranks, starting as all kittens start as a cappa, and left to work his way up through the ranks by his own merit. By the time he was counted 14 summers old, he had made quite a name for himself, and was encouraged to participate in the inter-Pride competitions which were used to help keep peace between them all. He excelled at all of the sports he tried. His favorite, however was the Hunt. Soon, he was accounted universally by all of the Prides to be the best hunter in the region. But, the excitement of the Hunt was beginning to Pall.
He was his Father’s favorite son, and his Mother’s choice of heir, but he knew nothing of the greater world which he would have to know about in order to keep the Pride where they were. The culture he lived in elected to remain tribal, instead of becoming modernized like the City Phaelons. This had saved them during the recient wars, and most of the Pride members of all ages felt that it would preserve them in the future. But, it still stood that the Alphas has to know about the outside world.
He left the Pride at the age of 17, to begin learning more about the outside. Here is where he found the challenge he was looking for! Here were things to hunt! He remained in the City, learning what he could, and offering his services when asked. But, things did not go well for his first 5 years outside of the Prides. Here he did not have a reputation to help him get a job, or any skills which were in high demand. He also did not understand the concept of money. He managed to eek out a living with out stooping to theft or any lawbreaking – laws he understood – by sheer will power alone, and returning at times to the plains and hunting.
As he was about to give up in disgrace, and return to the Prides, he heard a man speaking of Starfleet. That they educated their officers, and that it was a chance for all people of any race, age, or gender to see the galaxy, and learn about other races and species. Eager to finally be able to fulfill the reason he left the Prides, he followed the person back to an office, and introduced himself. Thus, he started his life in Starfleet.
Starfleet history:
He entered the academy a complete backwater Phaelon, unable to read or right. Many of his instructors thought him slow of mind, but when he was given a chance to take oral exams, he excelled. But, he never did learn to use written communications. After 2 years, he was asked to change tracks from a Naval officer to the Marine corps, where his lack of written communications would not be as much of a liability. Feeling as if he had failed, he agreed to the transfer. However, he soon found a much more fulfilling career path. Here he was on the same level as his prey. Here he could track it, hunt it, and see the kill. Here, he could be a TOM.
As his prowess became known through out the Marines, many would come and watch him practice. His skills at stalking, and primitive weapons won him attention he’d never received before. But, he still had trouble grasping technology. As soon as he “graduated” he was assigned to the 101st as a scout and sniper. This is where he still serves.
Current Assignment:
101st Marine Corps “Pathfinders” as the Sniper/Scout.