Zhedar

### Markings

There is a thick scar on the top right of her skull, invisible beneath thick hair.

## Family

### Siblings

Galev, Younger Brother, Heir to the Vaiman Corporation

## OOC

### Protrayed By

Rae

[NPC] Lt. JG Zhedar is an operations officer on the USS Odyssey.

## Background

Jehna was born on top of the world.

From her family’s penthouse apartment, she could see the whole of the capital on Orion Prime. The people below were even smaller than her toys, and at times she would fantasize about plucking up someone from the street and putting them in her dollhouse to play.

But her location was not near as important as her position. As the only child of Vaimar, owner and founder of the third largest corporation on Orion, she had been born into money and power. He would bring her into his office, sit her on his desk and teach her the business. Even at a young age, Jehna was gifted with numbers, and her father would laugh his booming laugh and declare her more talented than his accountants. It was a skill that would help her one day when the business was hers to run.

That all changed when Jehna was ten years old, on the day her brother was born. For a time, Jehna fooled herself into believing that the infant, Galev, would not change anything between her and her father. She was the oldest and she was brilliant. Vaimar had told her so. It became harder and harder to convince herself, and eventually Jehna conceded to the truth. On Orion, oldest vs. youngest was nothing compared to son vs. daughter. She’d lost that fight without a chance to step into the battlefield.

However, acknowledging the truth was far from admitting defeat, and Jehna was relentless in her pursuit to regain her father’s favoritism. She was the ideal child, top of her class (better than any of the boys) and perfectly behaved. In her spare time (and without her father’s help) she learned the family business back to front, above board and beneath. Vaimar was the greatest businessman on Orion, so Jehna had to be too.

What Jehna failed to realize was how much he valued his business and how little he valued his daughter. She was fifteen when her family hosted the Syndicate. It wasn’t an uncommon event, a corporation as large as theirs had multiple dealings with various factions. Normally she was ignored during these functions, but over the past year she had noticed the boss’s eyes lingering. Jehna knew she was a woman now and she knew how Orion pheromones worked, yet their gazes still made her uncomfortable.

Her father was negotiating with a pirate named Rozem. For years, Vaimar had been the middleman for Rozem’s fleet, cleaning and selling the stolen merchandise. Jehna knew he was mainly in it for the technology, stripping the ships Rozem captured and reverse engineering any useful technology. Once, Vaimar has jokingly referred to Rozem and his pirates as his R&D division. Their long and fruitful partnership needed to be rewritten into a new contract, and Rozem was pushing Vaimar for more concessions.

Jehna watched intently as the two men worked their way to a deal, attentive as always. Yet even with all her focus, she still thought she’d misheard when Rozem added one final request; that Jehna be added to the contract in exchange for a hefty sum.

Her father – *her father* – agreed.

All the power she’d been born with vanished with a signature, and Jehna left the home she’d been born in as the property of another man.

The next five years were long, but she learned more than she ever had in the previous fifteen. She worked, she fought, she conquered. And when she finally crushed the man who dared call himself her master, she destroyed his entire organization by giving it to his enemies – the Federation.

She left Orion behind, changed her name and remade herself anew.

For the first time in her life Zhedar was finally free.

## Facts

* She graduated from Starfleet Academy in three years with dual specializations in mathematics and data analysis. Her professors described her as *relentless.*
* If you ask her about her family, Zhedar will claim she doesn’t have one. She rejected her blood as surely as she rejected the name they’d given her.
* In spite of that claim, she harbors a secret obsession with bringing Vaiman Corporation to the ground. Zhedar doesn’t want to kill her (former) family. She wants to leave them destitute, forced to sell themselves into slavery to pay off their debts.
* Zhedar seriously considered taking over Rozem’s operation. It would have been the Orion thing to do and it would have given her power to crush her father. Women rarely held pirate fleets, but she was sufficiently confident in her ability to keep it. In the end, she gave them to Starfleet because it was the most insulting thing she could do to them. Zhedar didn’t want to lead an organization built on the backs of slaves.
* Zhedar takes a hypospray every morning to counteract her natural Orion pheromones. It keeps the men on the ship sane.