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|Introduction=
|History=Nator 159 had a fairly typical Hermat upbringing - educated and fully grown by the age of 3, and charging around with her hir small gang of four friends when they weren't being pinned down by their tutors long enough to take a lesson. Running and hunting through the rolling forests of hir home was a singular joy, until one of the pack, Hemar 32, plunged down a hidden gorge and broke both hir legs, one of which was a compound fracture. It took half an hour of climbing just to reach hir, and then there was the problem of getting hir back out and to aid. It took Nator, Lora, Jori and Ekoren another hour to get Hemar out of the gulley and on to flat land, and then they had to carry hir across fifteen kilometres of wooded ground to the nearest municipal transport station to take hir to a hospital.
They had carried hir in shifts, but the blood loss outpaced the regenerative metabolism of the Hermat, and the medics at the hospital had been unable to save hir. Because of their relay, the only-recently-adult gang were covered in their friend's blood, and dirt, and all manner of other evidence of their trek through the forests. A Star Fleet nurse on an exchange with the Directorate's medical arm took them aside to get cleaned up, and to tell their story while the hospital got in touch with Hemar 31. The others held a certain disdain for the offworlder, and left as soon as their account was made, but Nator 159 was curious despite hirself.
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|Painful=Losing her hir friend Hemar 32 despite her hir best efforts at carrying hir to hospital
|Time=The leaving party on Hermat
|Crucial=Discovering the universe beyond the skies of her hir homeworld
|Role Model=Commodore Miles Daugereau, the deputy director of the Corps of Engineers' R&D division, whose battleaxe-attitude kept the teams rolling despite setbacks
