Bravo Fleet
Summary
Beedott serves aboard the USS Cardinal as a civilian stellar cartographer and cultural envoy of the Varn. Working alongside Starfleet science officers and his team of civilian researchers gives him a platform to study the galaxy for his people. Their ships are fast, but have less advanced sensors than Federation starships. Beedott’s tunneling instincts and acute spatial awareness help him navigate subspace well. Charting star systems and gravitational phenomena in remote areas of Task Force 21’s sector are his main concern. His maps contribute to the Cardinal’s deep-space scans and course planning. Beedott’s instincts can even help navigate through nebulae, or places like the Badlands where standard navigational systems are compromised. Though not Starfleet, his role is vital. Beedott keeps frantic notes and contributes a unique, rodent-like perspective on everything he sees.
To accommodate his status and physiology, Beedott resides in a spacious VIP suite customized to his subterranean tastes. Rounded doorframes and low furniture create an environment where he can sprint on all fours or rest in curled hammocks suspended from high corners. His quarters double as a diplomatic lounge. The diminutive man hosts visiting officials or meets with Federation representatives to speak on behalf of the Varn here. His presence aboard the Cardinal signals more than scientific exchange. It marks the Varn’s growing engagement with the wider galactic community.
Beedott bears his responsibility with jittery pride.
Appearance
Beedott is a humanoid rodent from the Varn species of Varnaa Prime. The stellar cartographer stands relatively tall for his people at 3’9″. Golden fur hugs his spindly frame, with thin arms and legs hanging from a protruding belly. Tan-gold skin peeks through at the edge of his wide snout, along funnel-shaped ears, and down his long tail. Pointed ears curve out like open petals to help him catch the faintest of sounds.
He moves with light steps that bounce his rotund body with every motion. Beedott often drops to all fours and sprints through corridors on bare feet and hands. His snout curves upwards, fangs hooked down at the center of his smile. Lengthy white whiskers sway with every twitch of his puffy cheeks. Heavy eyelids droop over brilliant blue eyes that swim within a pink-red sclera.
Beedott is rarely still. He’s always drawn to a glowing console or a new sector map. He speaks quickly but softly, words joined with twitching ears and tail flicks. His powerful jaw is often in motion, sometimes chewing on a seed he tucked away along the sides of his pouchlike maw.
Personality
Beedott masks his nerves with sarcasm. His jittery humor and quick tongue deflect attention from the anxious energy always simmering beneath. He’s rarely still for long. It becomes clear to those who know him that he’s full of warmth and instinctive loyalty. Beedott looks out for others before himself and thrives when surrounded by a group. Solitude unsettles him.
The impulsive Varn often leaps into decisions without a full plan. Structure frustrates him. Rules feel like cages. Red tape puts his fur on edge. Beedott’s notes are frantic scrawls that reflect a chaotic workflow. They often reveal brilliant insights. He’s a stellar cartographer by trade and a mapper by nature. Sharp instincts are honed by generations of subterranean Varn tunneling. Beedott applies that same intuitive sense to navigation and discovery across open space.
Beedott’s drive to chart new phenomena in the farthest reaches of the Alpha and Beta Quadrants is unwavering. That ambition sometimes puts him at odds with Starfleet personnel more focused on protocols or procedures. The Varn believes that finding new paths is more than a job. It’s his entire purpose, a higher calling. Nothing can stop him from his search for the unknown.
Like many Varn, Beedott has learned to grow tough skin. Many Federation species often shriek when he runs past. Varn are taught that many species have a phobia towards rodents that is not personal. This hurt Beedott at first, but he’s learned to have fun with it. His anxious mind sometimes plays back thoughts of these reactions until he distracts himself with a flurry of activity.
History
Beedott was born in the shadowed depths of Destasta, a sprawling underground city burrowed beneath the sun-seared dunes of Varnaa Prime. The tunnels of his childhood wove through bedrock and mineral caverns. Artificial skylights and glowing moss lit the pathways of the village. Destasta was old and vast. It was one of many subterranean settlements linked to the wider Varn system. This included the lush plains of Vaarna II and the towering stone cities of the massive planet, Varna III. Each world bore a distinct culture. All Varn people inherited an instinct for charting the unknown.
By age fifteen, Beedott had already left the deepest tunnels behind. He served as a navigator aboard a merchant vessel. His work threaded trade routes between outposts and border colonies in pursuit of trade. While other young Varn chased mechanical studies or excavation arts, Beedott studied with scientists he met during port stops. He traded maps for lessons. Beedott aquired a small ship and mapped strange stars in exchange for notes on stellar activity. His talent for spatial intuition quickly earned attention from Starfleet officers working alongside him on starbases. By twenty-two, he was regarded as a master cartographer among his people. Young Beedott was already a veteran of long, narrow trade runs.
His maps stretched far beyond the Varnaa system. Through sheer persistence and first-hand exploration, he pushed the reach of Varn navigation as far as Bajor. He recorded every new anomaly and corridor his ship passed through. It earned him recognition as both a surveyor and a fledgling diplomat. His journeys were more than maps. They are evidence of his people’s exploration across the Quadrants.
Now in 2402, Beedott stands as a respected stellar cartographer and cultural envoy of the Varn. His charts are archived in Varn starports. Navigational models he formulated are taught in Varn academies. The continuously probing rodent is far from done.
Stout little Beedott continues to chart the frontier, eager and frantically.