Physical Description

Name: Enola
Species: Romulan-Vulcan hybrid
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Height: 1.75 meters
Weight: 64 kg
Build/Body Type: petite, not muscular
Complexion: fair-skinned
Hair Color: Enolas natural hair color is black, but occasionally she also dyes her hair a littel reddish
Hair Style:Depending on the situation
Eye Color: brown
Voice (optional): Classic Vulcan
Off-Duty Clothing Preferences: clothes in the Romulan or Vulcan cut
Face Claim: Eva Mendes
Character Image:
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The mixture of both species (physiology):
Her appearance is extremely similar to that of a Vulcan, but if you look closely you can see a slight beginning of the characteristic forehead wedge.

The mixture of both species (psyche):

Enola has leared to suppress her emotions. Nevertheless, she needs several hours of meditation in order to be able to fulfill her ministry with the charisma of a Vulcan

Personal History
Early Life/Pre-Starfleet Career:

Enola's parents barely knew each other when the Vulcan escorted the female Romulan senator to an appointment. The Pon Farr ensured that the Vulcan showed a great deal of interest in the Romulan, who was happy to return his passion with a little restraint. The one-time connection in the shuttle resulted in a pregnancy, which ended almost 9 months later with Enola and her sister Menvi.

After the birth of the little twin sister, the two parents had a heated discussion about upbringing. Both decided to raise the children at a healthy weight between Romulan and Vulcan upbringing.

But her mother’s political life was never easy, especially on Romulus, where every Romulan had an enemy. The Tal Shiar paranoidly assumed that Enola’s mother was a spy and killed her in a bomb attack. T’Kur escaped and left with his two daughters to escape to Federation space. They received asylum and protection from the Tal-Shiar' Enola’s father, T’Kur, also began training in Starfleet, so they lived on a spaceship. Enola went to the local play school with her twin sister Menvi and quickly found social contacts, as the Romulan temperament had not yet really developed.

But this changed with the elementary school years. Enola got more and more of her own mind and accordingly pushed her will through extremely. Her father put her and her sister immediately to Vulkan, where the two were to enjoy a classic, strict Vulcan school education.

When Enola was finally old enough, she chose to hold back her emotions, even if it was told beforehand that it would only curb the Vulcan temperament. It takes her several hours a day to get herself under control enough to spend her duty like a classic Vulcan. Despite all her meditation, she does not manage to retain Vulcan logic in a difficult situation.

Her father took up his duties a little later on a federation spaceship when Enola first noticed that she had really missed the stars. She likes to stand in front of a window for hours and look into the endless expanse of the galaxy.

Academy/Technical Academy (if Starfleet):

Enola took her time with her choice. Either an intelligence officer, or a security officer, as she couldn't handle warp cores or any other instruments. She chose an intelligence officer and was actually selected. After completing the relevant training, she was ultimately promoted to Ensign and transferred.


Birthdate: 03.10.2357
Birthplace: Valley of Chula ; Romulus
Marital Status & spouse name(s): Single
Siblings Names and Ages: Menvi, 24,
Parents' Names:
Mother: Durrotha, female Romulan, senator
Father: T'Kin, male Vulcan
Parents' Status:
Durrotha: murdered
T'Kin: alive
Pets: /
Best Friend: /


Department Preference: Intelligence
Commissioned, Enlisted or Civilian: Commissioned
Reason for joining Starfleet or moving to a Federation base:
Enola missed the stars, and since she wasn't really wanted on either Romulus or Vulcan, this was the only place where she really felt comfortable.

Hobbies:


Short-term Goals:
Enola wants to be satisfied with herself and have a Starfleet career she can be proud of

Long-term Goals:
Enola is not very interested in reaching a high rank. Her primary objective is to help others and contribute to the security of the Federation

Defining Characteristic:
Enola's vulcanic charisma usually makes her appear cold and arrogant. Since she suppresses her emotions, her Romulan temperament only comes to the fore in exceptional situations.

Sense of Humor: Absolutely no way

Phobias or Fears: Ever since she knew about her murdered mother, she is afraid that one day
the Tal Shiar' would find and kill her too.

Favorite Things:
- People, how don't really take her vulcanic nature that seriously
Least Favorite Things:
- music
- animals

Bad Habits or Vices:

Strengths: sence for logic, reliable, independent
Weaknesses: unapproachable, distant
Prejudices: Andoids or artificial life forms in general. Enola remembers more or less always that androids, holograms, and so on are just computers with legs. Accordingly, she believes that they have no feelings or are just programmed processes in these times.

Please write a brief answer to 3 of the following (a sentence or two for each is fine):

Your character's most painful experience
When Enola heard about her murdered mother

Your character's best or favorite experience
After successfully completing Starfleet Academy

Your character's most crucial experience
Enola's time on Vulcan had shaped her. There she decided to suppress her emotions and thereby completely dedicate herself to the teachings of the Surak.

Who is your character's role model and why?
To be honest, I didn't really have a role model for Enola. (should I shame now ?)

Please write a brief sample post from your character’s perspective:

Enola pulled the hood over her head with a wave of her hand and immediately felt the threads, which were quite scratchy. Otherwise, her appearance was plain. She had been given a cover identity, a rank, and a uniform.

At the next opportunity, Enola disappeared around a corner and pulled a communicator out of the deep pockets of her clothes. With a slightly cautious look, she looked around to make sure she was all alone. The room she came into seemed damp. A musty smell penetrated her nose, as if a mold had settled down some time ago. It’s hard to believe the Romulans should be here. Suddenly she heard voices. Enola squatted holding on to a piece of metal as she peeked into the undiscovered part of the room for shadows. Two black shadows crept down the spiral staircase and two rude Romulan voices sounded. Enola held her breath and ducked back completely to go into the unilluminated part of the room, and at best not to be seen. She clicked with a fingernail on the communicator, which, as always, gave a shrill sound. A moment later, both shadows interrupted their conversation and hurried down the stairs. Enola threw the communicator out of the room and it slid across the floor at the feet of the two shadows.

The big shadow bent down. He picked up the communicator, squeezed it, and raised an eyebrow. “Starfleet” he said and held the device under his colleague's nose. Enola remained only one option. The confrontation.

Creeping and almost completely still, she ran on tiptoe through individual underground channels and tried to get in front of the Romulans. Finally she turned and opened a particularly loud door that made a high-pitched noise.

With another wave of her hand she pulled the hood off her head. The light that had fought its way through the slits emphasized Enola's slim silhouette. "Jolan'Tru Surrethm," she greeted a Romulan and used the name she had heard earlier when they were talking on the stairs. The Romulan looked up suspiciously. "Jolan'Tru," he saluted and raised an eyebrow. "With whom do I have the honor?"


Do you have previous experience with a role-play forum?
- Yes, I've

What brought you to the Frontier?
- I looked for RPGs on the internet and that's what I liked best :-)

Is there anything else you’d like to tell us?
- No, I'm fine