Jaronge Varco
General Information:
NAME: Jaronge Varco
POSITION: Freighter Captain/Smuggler.
SPECIES: Andorian
GENDER: Male
AGE: 87
Appearance:
Height: 5’5
Weight: 240lbs
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour: White
Description:
Somewhat overweight, this Andorian has relaxed and let his health slide into his old age. His antennae don’t stand as straight as they used to. His typical smile is often hidden by the wrinkles his years has brought him.
General Overview
Jaronge spent the majority of his life doing short haul freighter work. Jaronge was born on a freighter and as such learned the transport business as a part of life. His aptitude landed him several captain positions even when he was still young. When business was slow he was not above taking a few less then reputable jobs. He was even a part of a smuggling force helping the plight of the people of Bajor, for a tidy profit, during the long occupation by the Cardassians. It didn’t pay well but sometimes it’s not about the money. He ran a cruiser/freighter for the Andorian government eventually owning his own ship. His ship was lost to pirate attacks and now works for Johan Weiltzer on DS5.
Personality:
Typically outgoing. Likes to avoid conflicts when possible. He has a great way of turning a bad situation into a good one with calm cool reasoning.
Strengths & Weaknesses:
For an Andorian some say he is too trusting. Great debater that can turn the mind of many a stubborn person. Not one for physical violence, has very strong skills in ship to ship combat. Has mellowed in his old age, not your typical high strung Andorian.
Ambitions: Retire comfortably, if he can ever get the money.
Hobbies: Has a weakness for DamJat. Enjoys a good icebath soak while listening to Andorian Opera. Enjoys reading fiction novels.
Languages: Andorian, Klingon, Cardassian, Bajoran, Federation Standard.
History:
Born on a freighter in deep space, Jaronge seems to have space in his blood. He has never lived on-world. Both his parents lived on his Father’s freighter. The large vessel had a crew of 80 and did long haul slow warp transport. Growing up on freighters was hard, he didn’t get to be a kid as there weren’t any others to play with. He learned how to fix things like plasma conduits and injection manifolds in place of games and toys. His parents gave him a real world education. He may not have gotten advanced warp sciences or basic genetics like most students in a federation school, but you’d be hard to find anyone else who could pilot a vessel like him. He learned multiple languages and less reputable skills like how to bribe patrols and how to mask cargo from sensors. At age 12 he was the best pilot on his dad’s freighter.
When he was 24 he decided to strike out on his own and took a first officer position on another Andorian freighter. The shipping company quickly promoted him to the rank of captain and he was given his own ship for short hauls while became more established. He quickly realized that even as a captain the pay was awful for a freighter captain and decided he would take on some less ‘reputable’ cargo and persons. His small freighter had a few spots to hide things from scans and he became quite good at smuggling.
He has had the occasional romance in these years, the shorter trips allotted him more time on stations and other social hubs. Sometimes he would pay for companionship. His favourite destination was always Andoria. He dreamed of the cold chilling air and how comfortable it was. Jaronge never had friends and was more comfortable reading a book of fiction rather than live in reality.
As his skills increased he was more desirable by shipping companies. He finally began work for his own Andorian people and as it turns out, his somewhat 'questionable' activities deemed him the perfect captain for a new class of Andorian corvette carrier. A vessel designed not just to carry cargo but also pack a punch similar to a fighter/cruiser. He made quite a name for himself running off pirate raids and defending other freighters he was escorting. The Andorian government even looked the other way on his smuggling and he gained more and more capital.
He spent years gathering the funds to finally acquire his own ship, it wasn't quite the top of the line, but it was his. He was 65 when he stepped on board the bridge of his very own vessel. His first order of business was to be hired on by gun smugglers to take shipments to the Bajoran resistance. He always had a legitimate cargo as a front. He had his fair share of run-ins with the law, but around Bajor it was mostly Cardassians. They could typically be bribed to look the other way. A lot of times he made it appear he was shipping Cardassian supplies instead of weapons.