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Profile of the species: Volar

Much like the Romulans are related to the Vulcans, the Volar are related most strongly to the Human race. Hundreds of years ago, when mankind was on the brink of disaster from nuclear war, a colony ship full of frozen humans was launched from Earth, just minutes before the missiles started flying. This was a desperate maneuver by what was then known as Spain, one of the few countries who had opted to remain neutral and had prepared to save at least a small portion of humanity from themselves. Warp drive had not yet been discovered, but they managed to make the sleeper ship--a shuttle containing some 300 human beings in cryogenic stasis--roar away from Earth on a high speed conventional rocket propellant.

No one noticed. Even if anyone had, there were so many ballistic missiles flying into and out of Earth's atmosphere on that day, they would have likely mistook it for an errant warhead, flying off into space on a wrong course. Astronomers had identified what they suspected was an M-class planet, a place where humanity could start anew. They could only pray that they were right, and that the planet wasn't populated when their people got to it. The flight would take close to a millennium.

Two centuries later, the ship was picked up, adrift in deep space and nowhere near its destination, by a Ferengi salvage team. They claimed the ship and everyone in it as salvage property, and sold the lot to a dilithium mining station as slave labor. There were several attempts for freedom, especially early after the thawing, but since the mining colony was completely isolated from the ship in orbit that oversaw it none ever succeeded.

Over time, the population of the sleeper ship did what Humans do best--grew fruitful and multiplied, some with one another, others with a variety of alien species also enslaved on the asteroid. This genetic blender eventually developed a smooth paste of population, a new species, who called themselves the Volar in homage to the mine's designation, Vol-17782. As this was happening, the dilithium in the asteroid was being exhausted, and finally the company that owned the station wrote it off as a loss, leaving it and everyone crewing it to fend for themselves.

The Volar could not have been happier. The mine was self-sustaining enough to make it a permanent home with a bit of work, which they could now do now that they weren't being forced to mine, and for decades they lived a life of freedom. A life full of tribulation and strife, to be sure, but free.

They have since escaped and rejoined society, establishing ties with the United Federation of Planets and a few independent star systems, but still think of the asteroid as home. Once a year they celebrate The Day of Abandon, their freedom day, the day they were officially declared to be no one's property and the asteroid became their home world. No Volar would miss it; it is a day of immense celebration, and they must return to the home rock on that day to join in the festivities.

The Volar retain about 80% of their original human genetic material, so they strongly resemble human beings. They are tan skinned, with dark hair and eyes. Their ears form into minor points, and their upper lateral incisors have elongated into fangs. They are normally below average in height, with the tallest Volar coming to no higher than 6 feet.