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Shefirmly She firmly believes that birth should not dictate a person’s station or role in life, and isn’t shy about giving that opinion regardless of how many people would rather she didn’t.|Painful=Learning how her mother and her mother’s family rejected her was absolutely devastating for a young Roana. It hit her so hard she refuses to let herself even consider the idea of trying to make contact.|Time=Returning to Bandar IV having just made Lieutenant, with enough savings to make her father’s dream come true when they bought a bar together for him to run in central Bandar City. She felt like a returning hero, and being able to do something like that for the man who raised her made her feel so much better about herself.|Crucial=A teenage Roana could have gone two ways after the law enforcement agencies smashed her gang. She could have gone completely off the rails, or learnt the harsh lesson and gone on to make something of herself. Fortunately for all concerned she was strong enough to make the latter choice.|Role Model=Roana has never wanted or needed a role model. She doesn’t want to be anyone else and doesn’t dream to be like someone in particular. She just wants to make the most of her own life.
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|Character Type=PRC
| Name=Roana Taelor
| Image=TaelorTaelorR01.jpg
| Rank=Lieutenant Commander
| Position=Chief Security Officer
| Age=28
| Height={{feet|5|8}}
| Weight={{lbs|125145}}
| Build=Athletic and toned, whilst maintaining some eye-catching curves.
| Complexion=Very pale Caucasian.
| Hair Color=Bright Raven black - she did dye her hair a scarlet redfor a long time but eventually grew it out.
| Hair Style=Kept in a short bob.
| Facial=
| SFReg=KW53VNOCVAW893.
| Voice=Naturally Roana’s voice will boom across crowded rooms without the slightest
trouble, so as a result she normally speaks very softly to compensate for this. She has a faint Bandar Bandaran accent (it can sound German or Russian to anyone familiar with Terran dialects) which gets more pronounced if she gets angry.
| Taste=Off-duty normally found in ripped camo trousers and a tank top, but if required to
dress up will turn out in a civilian suit. She really has no concept of ‘smart casual’.
| Features=Her hair is dyed bright red, a hangover from her gang member past that she’s been allowed to keep. There were assorted tattoos and piercings that she’s had removed in the intervening years, but she’s kept one over her heart that her father did for her before she set off for Starfleet Academy – in ornate Chinese, it translates simply as ‘strength’.
| Dateyr=186
| Datemth=07
| Friends=A few from home, but not much since. Her force-of-nature personality has a habit of
wearing down COs after a while, and so she’s been kept moving around whilst in Starfleet.
| History=Roana hails hailed from the sprawling metropolis of Bandar City, a place which manages to encompass just about every social class from the elite all the way down to the sewer workers. Her mother was a high-born aristocrat who had an affair with a gang member from the‘Underhive’the ‘Underhive’, a derogatory term for a cluster of neighbourhoods that were little better than slums on the edge of the city. As a result of the scandal Roana was handed to her father Koke Taelor a few hours after she was born, and all contact was immediately severed between her parents.
For the most part Roana managed to stay fairly clear of gang violence as she grew up. Her father raised her as best he could, shedding his gang connections as much as he dared to look after her. He didn’t try to shield her from the harsh environment, instead showing her the consequences of making the wrong decisions so she would make the right ones.
The rejection after spending so long looking sent the young woman into a tailspin. She clashed with her father, picked fights all day every day in school and ended up running with one of the gangs she had rejected for so long, carving herself out a reputation as a fighter to be feared and a natural crack shot with any weapon that came to hand.
A long overdue wakeup call came courtesy of Koke Taelor. He gave up trying to reach Roana by normal means and in sheer desperation gave the location of the gang’s hideout to the security forces that policed the area. The resultant crackdown from the callous enforcers on his daughter’s gang left 5 dead, 11 seriously injured and most of the gang looking at extended sentences on a penal colony. Roana escaped the one-sided fight, running the moment she saw one of the heavy armoured personnel carriers skid round the corner towards the hideout, but Koke caught her and dragged her back. She had to watch as the bodies of her former friends, some moving and some not, were pulled from the wreckage, and others were loaded into the back of security transports and taken away. Those, her father hissed at her, were the consequences of her actions.
Koke managed to get Roana’s focus back to her studies, and to his amazement she started to
When that application was accepted and Taelor was appointed the Dauntless’ Chief of Security she vowed to rise to the occasion and end the almost nomadic lifestyle her caustic manner had caused. She was under no illusions about the size of the step up required of her – being the chief brought with it a whole new set of challenges – but she was determined to be everything she could be and more.
Roana’s service on board the Dauntless was, on paper, exemplary. On duty, she was an absolute terror. Her Security department was exceptionally well trained and drilled. Just her presence was enough to quell any misbehaviour amongst the crew – there wasn’t anyone on the ship that could live with her in a fight and she used that to her advantage. Her dogged investigation cracked open a conspiracy on Celes II, and on a deep cover mission with Captain Torgh and the USS Apparition, she cut a bloody swathe through the KDF deep in Klingon territory. She saved his life and was made an honorary member of his house.
Unfortunately for her, she failed completely to form any meaningful personal relationships. When Admiral Grayson made his breakaway with 4th Fleet, a sphere of influence that included her homeworld, Roana refused to renounce the man, and allowed his message to be spread within the Dauntless, confident that the officers would make the right call.
That decision cost her her career. She was severely injured in the conclusion of the Apparition mission, losing an eye and suffering extensive lung and kidney damage. When the Dauntless was forced to leave her behind to recuperate, she was a victim of a political purge and ‘cashiered’ out of Star Fleet.
With nowhere else to go, Taelor returned to her homeworld of Bandar IV with a plan to bring down the planetary government. The world was an industrial hellhole, ruled by a handful of noble families who kept most of the planet’s 2 billion citizens as little better than indentured servants. Gang culture was endemic and many of the poorer districts were simply left to rot.
It took her nearly 3 years but by sheer strength of will, Roana forged a coalition of gangs strong enough to take control of a significant area of Bandar City. She consolidated her hold by showing the people of Bandar that there was a better way, bringing Federation ideals and justice to a population that was desperate for them. The incompetent planetary government tried everything to stop her but they were completely outmanoeuvred. She forced a Presidential election, and via a masterfully planned campaign and surge of popular support, won by a landslide.
President-Elect Taelor drafted a series of reforms that took effect the moment she swore her oath of office. Wealth was redistributed from the powerful, the first workplace safety regulations Bandar had ever seen came into force, and the foundations were set for Federation membership.
Tragically, Roana was assassinated in the aftermath of her inauguration. Whilst her loss was felt across Bandar, the wave of disgust at her death swept away any remaining resistance to her reforms. Her legacy was a new, just Bandaran society that took its place in the Federation. Whilst she was no angel, Roana Taelor’s sacrifice will never be forgotten on Bandar IV.
|Majors=Special weapons and tactics, crowd control and dispersal, starship combat.
|Fears=Has a recurring nightmare about being left to slowly die alone.
|Prejudices=Roana has a massive chip on her shoulder about any kind of class or caste system.
|Department=Security
|CHist=
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|Stardate=21408.01
