Ss'ssarrak
Name: Ss'ssarrak
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Gdhar II
Age: Adult, surely.
Religion: Recreational Satanist (Second Reformation)
Sexuality: Mildly Xenophillic, mainly heterosexual.
Occupation: Senior Mercy (Gorn Confederation), Doctor (Federation)
Physical Description: Doctor Ss'ssarrak is a Gorn. Classically speaking, this means that he's alarmingly more than six feet of muscular reptile-like humanoid with a full set of claws, bronze-green scales and more teeth than the Osmond family - details which are worth bearing in mind for the remainder of his appearance, which leans more into the long, lean and graceful side of the scales as he owes more to the raptor-like ethnicities of Gdhar II than the burlier ones of Gdhar III and accordingly manages to look predatory rather than lumbering in his crisp medical uniform - although Starfleet being what it is, he's still in the black/blue/black circa 2369's pattern, unmodified by any hunting trophies, ceremonial sashes or indeed, much of anything else that would mark him as an interloper in the Starfleet command structure. Assimilation by orthodoxy, right to the tips of his neatly manicured talons.
In the event that someone does manage to get him riled or excited, that will serve to draw attention to the normally-lowered crest of feathers that run along the top of his head from just above his eyes, which have a tendency to lift and flare brightly (their colour being caused by iridescence rather than pigmentation) under most light sources. There's similar plumage along the outside of his forearms, but that's usually covered by his jacket.
Personality: Ss'ssarrak is, as previously noted a Gorn, which means that he's almost Vulcan in his even-temperedness and not particularly prone to hot-blooded flare-ups of temper (but is not at all above using carefully constructed displays of cool exasperation to motivate people). The counterpart to that is that when something does manage to provoke his ire despite this, it's generally going to be pretty damn' volcanic. Beyond this, he's aware of the prejudices against his genera held by many Federation species and so makes a particular effort to represent himself - and by extension his kind - as educated, reasonable and approachable. Sometimes, he even succeeds.
Bio/History: When Leonard 'Bones' McCoy delivered eight premature Gorn to the mate of the Confederacy Ambassador early in his career he had little idea how far his actions would reverberate down through history. It's considered traditional for Gorn to relate closely to the world of their birth and so all of the offspring subsequently went into diplomatic and economic careers that would tie them more closely to Earth than to Gdhar II, a trend only further cemented by Joanna McCoy (Bone's Daughter) going through medical school at the same time as Sel'ssess (the eldest daughter of the clutch). Ss'ssarrak is the most recent eldest son of the eldest daughter of the eldest daughter of the eldest son (etc, etc) of that group of Gorn - many of whom have filled ambassadorial positions since that time - and so naturally applied to a liaison post with Starfleet as soon as he'd completed his Confederacy-mandated term of training in life sciences, medicine and xenomedicine.
The Gorn were studiously neutral during the Dominion War, but with a flavour of 'neutral' that meant that the Federation could maintain an almost completely demilitarised border with them, as well as one that saw significant shipments of munitions and raw materials being sent to Federation shipyards. During this time, Ss'ssarrak was a medical orderly on one of the small number of escort ships that operated along the border in order to dissuade Orion raiders, racking up a modest reputation for competent service and, in due course earning an appointment to a SAR vessel in the region of Sol, later achieving the post of full medical officer while working in relief operations during during the Synthetic Crisis.
In the aftermath of recent events and the attendant shortage of qualified personnel for detached action, Ss'ssarrak was tapped for the USS Artemis (despite his tendency to make mammalian crewmembers uncomfortable) on the basis that a CMO who can dangle a Klingon by their ankle until he agrees to take his meds is a virtue when you're far from home and in dangerous territory.
Anecdotes: Technically, he holds a dual commission in the Confederacy Navy, entitling him to wear a sword on duty. He does not generally do so because it's four feet of razor-sharp tritanium alloy and a pain in the ass to keep from tripping over.
While in the Academy he allegedly slept with the daughter of the Caitian JAG Admiral in the Kobayashi Maru simulation chamber after hours, apparently on the basis that this definitely constituted 'a win'.
Because small, portable and cultured hobbies are considered appropriate for Starfleet officers, Ss'ssarrak collects and paints historical miniatures. He cordially hates doing so, but it's expected and he overslept, therefore missing his chance at joining one of the more interesting societies at the Academy.