Anen Sonbef
| Anen Sonbef |
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 Medical Officer USS Excalibur-A |
| Gender: Male |
| Race: Laudean |
| DOB: 236207.03 |
| POB: Maahes, Til'ahn |
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| Dr. Anen Sonbef is a Laudean Émigré and a Medical Officer aboard the USS Excalibur-A. A man quick to smile, Anen is not a broody, stuck in the past exile and is a kind and caring man who is also a bit unorthodox, but on the tame side of the spectrum. Below the smile is a deeply philosophical man who is fascinated with questions of Life, Religion, Death and Existence itself.
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Tone/VoiceQuick to smile and at ease in social situations, Anen is undaunted and happy, though is not peppy and he would never be considered 'annoying'. He is subdued in his joy and has a deeply philosophical side that most do not often get to see. Anen often tells it like it is, though he is measured and fair in doing so, often breaking open his 'ships stores' to level with a patient or a fellow officer. His accent is a sort of haughty, perfect one, to go along with his perfect smile. It carries well in all situations and is rather curious mixed with his happy spirit but sometimes poor command of Federation Standard. Some have said it's the voice of an angel, either a guardian one, or the heavenly voice of divine joy. He's also more than a bit mystical and eccentric, though these are manageable and well thought of traits, rather than a hindrance to his duties or annoyance to others. He doesn't particularly care for rank or title, favoring neither 'Doctor' or 'Lieutenant' over the other, hee would rather go by 'Anen' when possible, and sometimes demands it of close friends, regardless of situation. That being said though, most know him by 'Doctor Sonbef', or some variation there of. One thing he does not like being addressed as is 'Lord' or 'Anen of Imyremeshaw' (would it be that anyone could pronounce it). He also dislikes being called 'Sir' by his subordinates, favoring a neutral address like 'Doctor' or his rank. A profoundly powerful Fielder, Anen is very much in touch with the energy of the world around him and the people inhabiting it. His abilities have not isolated him though he sometimes struggles with describing an entire dimension of reality that others cannot perceive.
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 A kind man, sympathetic but firm in his convictions, Duanre was a good man, a good councilor and a good father. A moderate and liked by many, Duanre thought he could control the more violent movements of the Revolution. In doing so though, he missstepped, and drew the ire of the revolutionary gangs. Seeing that it was no longer safe, he sent his family away while he himself stayed behind to try and control the situation. In the last days of the Revolution, revolutionary gangs stormed the palace and slaughtered many of the nobles and government officials who remained, leaving only the immediate Royal Family unharmed. Many of the corpses could not be identified and many more were lost in the succeeding months. It is probable, though not confirmed, that Grand Vizier Duanre Sonbef is among the deceased.
 A somewhat tragic figure, Princess Gautseshen, Lady Sonbef, was a widely admired figure in the days before the Revolution. Admired for her charity, hospitality and moderate political views, she was initially sympathetic to democratic stirrings. In full revolutionary fervor however, her own beliefs mattered little. Like the rest of her family, she was forced to flee for her life when the Revolution hit its most violent phase. Fleeing with her children along with most of the other high-ranking nobles and royals, she settled on Betazed. It was there that she learned of the probable death of her husband, and her descent into a deep depression quickened. Unable to comprehend such a betrayal by her own people, Lady Sonbef is now a broken woman, who spends most of her days, sitting with a vacant look in her eyes in the gardens of the First House of Betazed.
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ChildhoodBorn a noble of House Imyremeshaw of the Kingdom of Bryque on Til'ahn in the city of Maahes, Anen wanted for little as a child. A Prince by birth, Anen's mother was a member of House Reidar and a relative of beloved Empress Meskhenet, while his father's family was of Damodara Commoner extraction, but had been raised to nobility and had produced several Viziers, perhaps due to their close ties with the ever powerful Fielding League. Born a powerful Fielder and into a distinguished Noble (even Royal) House, Anen was predetermined to be destined for great things. Educated by the best tutors, and instilled with a noble value of Noblesse Oblique, in line with Byrque values of Community and cooperation. Anen was known as a bright, intelligent and enthusiastic child, who was the light of his parent's lives. His interest in the arcane and also the healing arts presented themselves in these early years and he underwent training by the masters of the Fielding League, while also studying areas of medicine and political theory. On the cusp of adulthood, he was recognized as the shining future and favored son of House Imyremeshaw and he was given a token, if official position in the Royal Court beside his father. He later chose to enter the University of Maahes, despite the growing discontent with the Monarchy after first contact, studying to become a medical Doctor. Early Studies and Revolution2380 would prove to be a turbulent year for all of Til'ahn and the University of Maahes was a hotbed for revolutionary activity and democratic thought. While a student of the sciences and a noble himself, Anen couldn't help but be swept up in it. He associated with moderates, much like his mother, though he also engaged in debates with his more radical peers. Eventually those 'radicals' became violent when change proved too slow. In the course of The Great Revolution, Anen was forced to leave his schooling and seek shelter in the palace walls. While he still snuck out to attend rallies, he quickly learned that it would no longer be safe to remain in the city, or even the planet. Anen's father saw a similar situation, especially after brutal massacres of nobles or those sympathetic to the Monarchy all over Til'ahn. His mother Gautseshen had remained in contact with Betazoid nobles who had attended one of the First Contact galas a year earlier, and like many other nobles, arranged to be transported to Betazed. The FlightIt took weeks for those ships to arrive though and the Revolution was entering its most violent phase. The Palace was almost breached twice and when an evacuation of the royal family was attempted, the arriving shuttles were shot down by small arms fire from the protestors outside. For over two weeks, they were trapped, huddling together in fear of what might come. Eventually, reactionary military forces broke the siege of the Palace and the nobility of Byrque began a mass exodus to Lokesh City, where they boarded any off-world transport they could find. Anen and his family were fortunate to gain passage on one of the first transports to leave, and were quickly ferried to Betazed. All along the trip through Federation space though, news from Til'ahn continued to arrive over subspace. While the details were sketchy, a violent, total planetary coup appeared to be in progress and all of the monarchies of Til'ahn appeared to be falling. Death lists of those nobles who had emigrated were posted by revolutionaries, the members of House Imyremeshaw among them. Once a Prince, Anen was now an exile, with nothing left than an empty title from an insignificant world.
BetazedLife as an Émigré was not without its struggles, even for the indomitable spirit and smile of Anen. He took the death of his father hard, though rarely showed it as a service to others. His mother sank into a deep despair, one she has, to this date, not come out of. His siblings coped in other ways, most throwing themselves into something to take their minds off of their surroundings as relying on the charity of others. Itet became the mistress of a Betazoid man of the First House, whose hospitality they enjoyed, while Djoser helped to form a council of Émigrés, hoping to gain support for their cause. Anen coped by reading, reading everything he could, in a way, continuing his studies that had been so rudely interrupted. While he would never admit it, part of Anen was glad to be rid of the responsibility, obligations and other entanglements that came with being nobility. For the first time, he found himself able to chart his own path without any preconceptions or predeterminations. He was free to chose and after many months of thinking, he once again set on the path to become a Doctor. This was a fairly innocuous decision until Anen made the astounding decision to join Starfleet. As a person granted asylum, he didn't need a letter of recommendation, and was able to enter the Academy in the Fall of 2381. The Early AcademyA man from a somewhat technologically backward and isolated people, Anen's first months at the Academy were a complete culture shock. While he had learned enough complex knowledge required to enter the Academy, he found his knowledge of things like the advanced sciences and the entire history and culture of the Federation to be a bit alien. He had to work extremely hard in these opening months to catch himself up to speed on what it seemed was just about everything. While Anen had received a stellar education by Laudean standards, it had gaping holes in the context of advanced Federation knowledge. Fending totally for himself was also a bit of a minor, but persistent struggle. Not only separated from his family, but also the comfort and services of his noble rank, Anen found that while he might have been a rugged individualist and independent by the standards of a nobleman, he was not nearly as self-sufficient as everyone else. Learning to pick up after himself, get himself out of bed and perform the daily minutia like everyone else was a steep learning curve for the somewhat pampered Prince. Adding to that the intensive and rigorous studies of the Academy, Anen's perpetually happy demeanor was strained under the stress of so much new knowledge, experiences and cultures. Anen also had some difficulty with Federation Standard and to this day is a bit hopeless without the Translator. Later YearsIt took quite a while but by the end of his sophomore year, Anen had acclimated well to Federation society, finding it to be his kind of place and Starfleet his corner of it. He enjoyed the nightlife of San Francisco and the many knew things he got to experience just on Earth. His mind utterly exploded in wonder during his final two years at the Academy when he was exposed to the vastness of space and the many worlds and cultures that comprised the Federation. During his Cadet Cruise aboard the USS Shanghai, he slept not in quarters, but in the a small storage room with a view of the stars, reflecting his sometimes childlike curiosity and sense of wonder at the Galaxy he had only recently been exposed to.
Starfleet Medical AcademyStarbase 118The MandelaThe Halcyon
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