Starbase 72 - Minos Korva System

Captain Nelson Harrison

Name Nelson Archibald Harrison

Position Visiting Commanding Officer

Rank Captain


  • 5 Mission Posts

Last Post

Mon Apr 8th, 2019 @ 2:56am

Character Information

Gender Male
Species Human
Age 43

Physical Appearance

Hair Color Black going to grey
Eye Color Blue with green flecks
Physical Description Harrison has maintained his fitness and has not developed the paunch of so many of his fellow officers - whether desk bound or on active duty.


Spouse None
Children None
Father Archibald
Mother Harriet
Brother(s) Napier

Personality & Traits

General Overview Harrison is a career Starfleet officer but not by choice. He is conscientious but unspectacular.
He maintains a steady hand on his crew.
The slings and arrows of Harrison's life have bitten deeply. He is not an embittered man but he does feel that life has betrayed him. This is especially so in the wake of Starfleet's whitewash of the 'Acheron Incident' and his being made scapegoat.
Yet there is good in Harrison. He is a competent officer if not especially outstanding. He is brave in his own way and loyal to those who have earnt his loyalty.
He takes pleasure in xenobiology, perhaps because he knows it rankles his parents. He hopes that being in an out of the way posting will lead to his discovering some new and exotic lifeform that he can write a dissertation on. That way he can prove all his detractors wrong.
Strengths & Weaknesses Harrison considers his main strength to be an appreciation for the scientific side of Starfleet.

The rest of his family consider that to be a weakness.
Ambitions Now that he has made Captain and it appears that the rank will survive, he has no further ambitions to climb the Starfleet ranks.
His main ambition is to keep Deep Space 12 and to build it into a regional hub which serves the needs of all people in the sector and reflects the aims and principles of the Federation.
Hobbies & Interests Harrison has maintained an interest in xenobiology though his duties as Captain leave him little time to indulge it.

Personal History Captain Nelson Archibald Harrison comes from a long line of distinguished Starfleet officers. Before Starfleet was formed – when humans were still Earth-bound – his forebears served in the British Navy; all except the black sheep of the family who joined the Special Air Service. He is not mentioned in polite company.

Harrison’s career path was therefore mapped for him before he was born – indeed, it could be said that it was all plotted centuries earlier.

Nelson Harrison learnt early in life that there was no point in arguing about any of this. His father would brook no dissent. The Harrison’s had always served and the Harrisons would always serve. As was repeatedly explained to him, the family motto said it all: Redibo cum honore (I will return with honour). The unwritten codicil to that was or don’t return at all.

If all that that meant was him serving his time in Starfleet then getting own with his own life, things might have been easier. Nothing is ever so simple. There was another side to tradition in the Harrison family. Not only did you have to serve with honour, you had to be seen to serve with honour. It was not enough to merely serve – you had to do so with distinction. As the centuries passed the bar was set ever higher by idiots carrying out reckless, foolhardy missions just so that they could stand out from the common crowd of officers and especially so that they could stand proudly alongside those Harrisons who had gone before them.

Nelson Harrison did not feel at ease in that august company. He was not a flashy officer in the James T. Kirk mould, leading from the front and never flinching from danger. He was never the athletic, adventurous type. He was studious, achieving good academic grades but to the constant dismay of his father he did not perform well in field exercises. Time after time he trudged back to base camp well behind his classmates. Nor did he socialise easily, preferring the solitude of his own company to the boisterous bon hommie of the mess.

He graduated from Starfleet Academy with excellent results in tactics and advanced xenobiology but while tactics might be useful, the Harrisons did not sit behind a desk plotting how others would manoeuvre; they got out there and got the job done themselves. As for xenobiology, that was never mentioned in Harrison’s father’s presence. He considered it a disgrace; besmirching the proud name of Harrison.

To make matters worse, Harrison’s younger brother, Napier – two years his junior – had entered the Academy and was excelling at all the things Harrison had singularly failed at. He was the apple of his mother’s eye and, to their father, the true heir to all that was good about the Harrisons.
Napier’s success rankled with Harrison. All through his life he had stood in his younger brother’s shadow. Now it was happening yet again.

Harrison rose slowly through the ranks despite consistently good reports from his superior officers. Meanwhile, Napier – with their father’s influence firmly behind him – was jumping ahead in leaps and bounds. It seemed he could do no wrong, shining with daring exploits during the Dominion War. There were murmurs that he was too rash for his own good at times and placed the lives of those under him in needless jeopardy. Father quickly quashed any such talk.

Harrison finally got his own command yet even here he was treated as second best. His father, unable to stand the disgrace of an underachieving son any longer, used his influence to secure it but, at one and the same time, made very sure it was on a ship where, as he put it: no-one will be around to watch when he stuffs up! Anyway, if he goes out in spectacular fashion it should be easy to spin some tale of epic bravery to regain family honour. Out in The Triangle, where his posting is to, that is quite a possible scenario.

Harrison went out in spectacular fashion but regaining family honour proved difficult. Harrison got caught up in a coup on Starbase 102 in that lawless area of space. To avoid political repercussions with the Romulans and Klingons, Starfleet Command made him a scapegoat. He was demoted to Lieutenant Commander and put on the inactive list until a suitable post could be found.

That posting was to Deep Space 12. Harrison suspected his father’s hand was again at work; relegating him to a position on an old Nor class station in what was considered by most in Starfleet to be a backwater. There he served unspectacularly until the Captain was killed in an attack. Harrison stepped in as acting-Captain. After months of delay and procrastination, Harrison was finally confirmed as Captain.