<<ooc: Ok here is the first of 3 logs, each progressively longer than the last. This is just a little back history of what Keylor was up to during his absence. Real time I think 2 months have gone by and when these happen, the Chimera is still trying to recover their away teams, just to give you a time reference. For the most part these are all character development, though in the third log there is a reference to a group that we will see in the future.>>> "Decent" ===Badlands , DMZ === Since Keylor had left the chimera, he had traveled to bajor and to some of the more colorful places around bajoran and federation space. His first stop was Paqu, Bajor where he visited his sister. She was not in good shape and the doctors did not give her much of a chance to survive the toxins injected by some strange bug. Jaxa was week and drifting in and out of consciousness, the doctors had said that if it were not for the fact that she injected herself with a broad spectrum detoxifier, she would had died long before. But in the end, death came for her and took her to the celestial temple, but not before waking one last time to whisper something to Keylor. That last gasp of life, a secret revealed lead Keylor on a quest, and for the last several weeks, he had been on a crusade to find the person responsible for his sister's death. But the secret was more than the one responsible for Jaxa's death, but their father, Keylor's father's death as well. With out his uniform and the might of the federation under his feet, Keylor was out for vengeance and make the one responsible pay for both his sisters, and fathers death. From planet to planet, dive bar to dive bar Keylor wandered; impersonating a Bajoran smuggler, until he could home in on his prey. Now Keylor sit patiently, watching the perimeter of a compound on Sefra II, a barely inhabitable planet on the edge of the badlands. He had been scooping out the compound for a day, watching who came in, who came out and what their patterns were. The place was not heavily guarded; probably in some sublime arrogance of invincibility, and would not be hard to enter. He had only seen about a dozen or so different people, except the one this place belonged to. It was the home of some one familiar to him, a smuggler and weapons dealer Keylor's father use to trade with, Owens Bertold, a Bajoran by birth. Keylor had met Owes Bertold log ago, in his youth when Keylor used to run the trade routs with his father. Bertold was a slimy and sleazy man, suspicious and rude, the type of person you could not trust. When his father and Bertold last met, Keylor's father was informing him he would no longer transport Bertold's shipments, and that he would have to find a new carrier. Bertold seemed to take the information well, too well. Keylor thought nothing more of it and when his father died on the trip back to Bajor, he never made the connection. That was the last time Keylor would see his father alive and in good health. On the way back to Bajor his father became ill, and died before reaching home. Little did he know back then it was Bertold who was responsible. Jaxa had paid with her life to uncover the truth, and Keylor was not about to let such a price go unpaid by Bertold. Gripping his type II pahser in one hand and his hand crafted 18 inch bladed knife in the other, he scoped the perimeter looking for his way in to make Bertold pay for his treachery. Then as the sentry's parted on their 45 minute patrol, he slipped through the sparse vegetation and rocky in on his way to revenge. End log === BGen Bretam Keylor ( on Leave)