13th January 2353
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Average height and build, athletically toned but not overly muscular. Black hair neatly trimmed short and hazel eyes. Typically seen with a neutral or contemplative expression, known for his calm demeanor and controlled display of emotions. Exudes an air of discipline and confidence.
Erik has always been a very modest person, consumed with a passion for perfection in his actions but always too humble to take first place when another wants it more. He is known for his calm, often expressionless demeanor and gentle gaze that simultaneously comforts and mystifies. He prefers to be the wall flower, the silent participant in a conversation, more interested in studying the words of others than filling others ears with his own. As a Command Officer Erik has always chosen to lead by example and tends to promote leniency for simple “learning” mistakes and all but the worst grievances. He wants his crew to view him as approachable, not the revered titans that other well known Captains have been. At the same time he demands the finest of his staff, want them to push themselves to do better than their best and become the best officers that they can. Erik is exactly where he wants to be, with the command of a ship he has the freedom to explore his own potential and the ability to promote the same in others. His vessel is small with a tight knit crew, the situation he most prefers and as a patrol craft his ship and his own mission is to help ensure the safety of the Federation and its citizens.
Hobbies & Interests
Erik has always been an animal lover and still rides horses even if only on the holodeck. He also has his dog, Dutch aboard the vessel which he enjoys taking for walks on the holodeck. When on shore leave, Erik is most often found exploring the wilderness on a planet or sometimes on a boat, sailing. He feels most at home in places of seclusion. During common downtime aboard ship he enjoys reading classic literature, maintaining a daily personal log and painting.
- Ivan Tsereteli
- Lucrecia Fenenko
Erik was born in early 2353 aboard the USS Northern Star, a Miranda class picket ship aboard which his father was Chief of the boat at the time. Erik spent the first five years of his life aboard the Star and can vividly recall many fond memories from that time in his life but after his father retired from Starfleet in 2358 he spent the rest of his childhood on Earth in his parent’s native country of Georgia.
The youngest of 5 children, Erik often received the most attention from his mother but very little from his father who spent most of his time in the service of the Federation’s diplomatic corps and visited home only when the chance arose. During those times that Ivan was home his attention was mostly given to his wife and two oldest children who were then adults themselves and attending prestigious schools in eastern Europe. There was an unmistakable bond between Erik and his older siblings but all were very independent and lead lives of their own, it wasn’t often that their interests placed them on common paths.
As he got older Erik spent more and more time by himself, hiking the hills of his parent’s rural ranch property and tending to his mother’s Horses. He had taken to riding Horses and competing in regional shows, enjoying the physical and mental challenge of training an animal to perfection as well as the deep bonds that he shared with his equine companions. At the time he preferred the company of the horses and his dogs to that of others his age but did maintain a few close friendships. As Erik grew into a man he began to spend more time with his father who had come to take more of an interest in his youngest son’s life. The older children had all gone on out of the house and pursued their own desires in life and Ivan lamented that none had chosen a life in Starfleet as he had when he was a young man. Erik knew that his father wanted him to enlist as he had but while Erik had become interested in a life in the service he dreamed of commanding a ship of his own one day, breaking it and perfecting it as he had done his stallions as an adolescent.
Erik was accepted into Starfleet Academy in January of 2372 at age 19 and began classes there in March that year.
Erik had been entirely unprepared for life at the academy; he had never lived in a city or among such a diverse group of people in his adult life. Though he had read about many cultures he was directly exposed for the first time to numerous alien species, cultural concepts and customs, the sheer magnitude of the experience nearly overwhelmed him within his first month but through counseling assistance and a hard nosed work ethic he managed to endure. As time went on he remained as secluded as he was at home, preferring his dorm room and academic studies over fraternization in his free time.
Through the prodding of his room mate, an American from Texas named Blake Jones, Erik eventually emerged from his self imposed isolation in his second year and joined one of the minor league Soccer teams at the academy. After a few months of playing he earned the nickname “Sentinel” after proving to be one of the best goalies the campus had seen in years.
It was late in his second year that tensions with the Dominion finally broke out into a full scale war. The mood on campus changed and what was once a mostly jovial life had become one of necessity and dread. Erik had nearly completed half of his degree in Starship Operations when he and the bulk of his class were re-directed into crash courses in Security/Tactical and Command. Within six months of the change the then third year cadets were sent out to their first assignments with field commissions as Ensigns and expected to bolster the dwindling ranks of the fleet.
Half of the war was over in early 2375 when Erik was assigned to the USS Grant, a Defiant class escort as a Tactical officer but even so, the ship and its crew saw more than its fair share of combat. Serving in half a dozen major confrontations toward the end of the war the crew of the Grant saw many casualties and it seemed to Erik that the death of a superior was always the manner in which he was promoted. By the end of the war Erik found himself a Lieutenant JG and the assistant head of the tactical department aboard the Grant.
After the end of the war much of the ship’s crew was given a month leave for recuperation and many chose to resign their commission, the stress having been too much. Erik was one of only a handful that chose to remain on board to assist with the ship’s systems’ recalibrations and readiness checks. He had lost a few friends and mourned as many others did, but knew that work was the best way that he could manage his feelings.
In early 2376, Erik was made the chief Tactical officer aboard the Grant and continued serving aboard the ship under two different Captains until 2382. In that time Grant had seen action on many different sides of the Federation and against various adversaries, but he never enjoyed the tense combat situations. He actually hated having to face combat and disliked his duties as tactical officer, but knew that he was good at his job and enjoyed the atmosphere aboard the small vessel.
In late 2382 Erik was finally ready for a change of scenery and, after carefully considering various position offers, he chose to accept a position as Chief Tactical Officer aboard the USS Sentinel, the first of a new class of Starfleet patrol ships preparing to embark on its first mission from Utopia Planitia. Once aboard he was put to work calibrating tactical and scanning systems and greatly enjoyed the opportunity to put his Operations training to use.
The ship was ready to sail in early 2383 and assigned as its primary mission the patrol of the Federation’s most northerly borders in the Horizon Fleet patrol zone. Through 2385 the Sentinel spent the majority of its time in that region, occasionally taking on escort assignments, guiding high profile ships to and from the region. Erik was pleased that his first few years aboard the Sentinel went by with little conflict, the ship’s first Captain, Brenda Weaver – had a talent for diplomacy quite uncommon among picket ship’s COs.
In mid 2385 Captain Weaver was reassigned to command a larger Prometheus class vessel and the command of the Sentinel fell to its then first officer, a Commander Rentok of Vulcan. Erik and Rentok had never been close, but they were amicable toward one another. When the new Captain chose to promote Erik to Lieutenant Commander and make him his XO, Erik was surprised. He had wanted a shot at command since he first started at the academy; he hadn’t expected it so soon.
Through early 2388 Erik distinguished himself as the XO of the Sentinel, leading numerous successful away missions and resolving a handful of crisis situations in the absence of the Captain. One such event was as a member of a covert task force dispatched to the Hades system in 2387 to assess the condition of a purported Yang Zutal colony. As one of the escort vessels the Sentinel was prepared to fight to defend the task force and Erik was commended for the tactical preparedness plan that fortunately was never tested.
In January 2388 Captain Rentok was reassigned to command the Akira class USS Miyagi and prior to leaving recommended that Erik be his successor as Captain of the Sentinel. Again, Erik was humbled that his CO had such confidence in his abilities and pleased that after thirteen years of service his dream of commanding a starship was on the verge of being realized.
2372-2375: Starfleet Academy
2375: USS Grant, Tactical Officer, Ensign
2375: USS Grant, Assistant Chief Tactical Officer, Lt. JG
2376-2382: USS Grant, Chief Tactical Officer, LT
2382-2385: USS Sentinel, Chief Tactical Officer, Lt.Cmdr
2385-2388: USS Sentinel, Executive Officer, Cmdr
2388-Present: USS Sentinel, Commanding officer, Cmdr