Captain's Personal Log Stardate 83123.61
I am To'vaag, Son of Trov'el.
My father, who supported Chancellor Martok to the day that
he was killed by J'mpok, had his honor taken by the High Council for speaking
out against the attacks on the Gorn Hegemony and for the abandoning of the
Khitomer Accords. My house was an honored and noble house that had a seat on
the High Council for three generations. I bear the shame of my father's dishonor
for the rest of my life, yet I do not feel its burden because I know my father
did the honorable thing.
After our lands and titles were stripped from us, my father
brought us to Cestus III where he continued to teach me the way of the warrior.
He taught me that even though battle is at the heart of the Klingon, that we
must also distinguish between the times to fight and the times to make peace.
"The Federation," he always said, "has been our loyal and
honorable brothers since the time of turmoil after the death of Gorkon."
The Federation knows more about what is at the heart of a warrior than Klingons
do. He proved himself right on the day the dishonorable lapdogs of J'mpok
assassinated him while he was aiding the Federation peace envoy to the Klingons.
One day, I will meet J'mpok on the field of battle. On that
day, I will teach him the meaning of an honorable death and restore the honor
robbed of my father's house.
Until that day, I will honor my father's memory by serving
the Federation as a loyal warrior and diplomat.
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