Mykal Hayden Kaiwolf

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Personnel File

Species: Human
Gender: Male (he/him)
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Role: Commanding Officer
Billet: U.S.S. Excalibur (NCC-1664-A)
Rank: Captain
Faction: Starfleet
Career Path: Tactical
Fleet: Malstrom Alliance
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Family / House: Kaiwolf
Father: Trystan Kaiwolf (deceased)
Mother: Mari Kaiwolf (deceased)
Grandmother: Carolyn Kaiwolf (deceased)

BIOGRAPHICAL INFORMATION

Origins

Mykal Hayden Kaiwolf is a human Druid born in the 23rd century, cast like dice across a game board into the future.

His mother and father, Mari and Trystan Kaiwolf, were both themselves in Starfleet, although neither ever really sought to become more than junior officers (an engineer and science officers) who loved their work.

However, it was Mykal's grandmother, Carolyn Kaiwolf, who raised him on earth as his parents lived life out among the stars.

That's not to say that they deserted their son, only that their careers called for them to be away from the planet of their birth for months at a time.

They would make sure to visit their son whenever they could, both separately and together as time allowed.

And would send for him to join them for weeks at a time aboard their assigned ships ... When allowed.

But for much of his early life, he spent his time wandering the backwoods of Virginia.

It was from his grandmother, who was a member of the Bear Tribe Medicine Society, that Mykal learned to walk the pathways of the natural world, influenced by the ways of the Aniyvwiya (Cherokee) and the Lakota whom he was lucky enough to find elders of that shared some of their wisdom.

Some of his earliest and fondest memories were sitting around the fire, as part of the circle during her full moon ceremonies.

Even today, Mykal can close his eyes and clearly hear the rhythmatic beats of the drum, the sweat smell of the burning cedar (for smudging) and the smell of the smoke from the community fire.

He also remembers what it was like to hold the sacred ceremonial Pipe she carried. ... Not unlike the one he himself bears, yet different as the spirit of each Pipe differs from one to another.

Walking through the forests, however, was where he felt the most at home, and it came to a point that he could feel the living energy of live as it flowed around him.

Wandering in the wilderness taught him appreciation for the natural world around him.  

Feeling the energy of the life there ... to appriciate the many forms of life themselves.

He learned to become a druid, but despite the lessons of his grandmother, he still walked a more solitary path, meaning much of what was taught or shared with him sank in was through his own life experiences.

It's how he learned to make it his own.

Finding Starfleet

His parents were only a small part of his decision to apply to Starfleet Academy.

Yes, it was nice to follow in the footsteps of his parents, however, it was the calling of the stars that caused this Druid to leave his beloved wilderness regions for the modern world of Starfleet.

He entered Starfleet and graduated within the top half of his graduating class ... better than some, worse than others.

It was a respectable position within the class, and he landed appointment aboard the U.S.S. Valkyrie (NCC-1790) as a flight control officer.

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