Durk Quirk 
Name:
Durk Quirk
Race:
Ferengi
Sex:
Male
Age:
21
Height:
5'4"
Weight:
110
Eyes:
Dark Green
Character history:
Born on Ferenginar, son
of Dorcus Quirk and Tweezle Quirk (nee Poozet). I have four older brothers,
each Of which is a distinquished business man of Ferenginar.
Stodix Quirk, age 36;.Kodel Quirk, age 33;.Fompe, age 31;. Domblo, age 29. My
father, Poji, who is also quite distinquished Being 2nd advisor to the Nagus,
is very proud of all of his son's, Except for me.
All the family teased me growning up because I have the small lobes of a
female..and, I never could learn The entire rules of acquisition. I started
wearing a turban on my Head at the age of 7, just so nobody could see my
lobes.and I still wear it to this day, I only take it off when it needs to be
Replicated anew, and I even sleep in it. (Naturally, I don't allow It to
produce an odor)...Finally, at the age of 11, I just Couldn't take the ridicule
from family members any longer..so, I ran away from home. I borrowed an eye
patch from a wax Figure in a local museum.along with a black cape, and knee
High boots..I made my way to the Freight Docks via cheap Shuttle passage, and
boarded a Feringi Trading Vessel that was On its way to the Orias System.
I had 3 strips of Latinum that my Uncle Jerko Quirk had given me when I
polished his entire weapons Collection one summer, which was 500 pieces large.
The trip to Orias III took 1 stip of Latinum, and after I arrived I rented a
room for one month which included food and Beverages which took another strip
of Latinum. With one strip Of Latinum left, I headed out to find work..little
did I know What that work would be. Somehow, the very first person I Asked
about employment, sent me into a back room of his Bakery, and there I met
Dastardo Leech, an older Andorian,who took me under His wings and taught me all
he knew.
Eventually I was ready To meet his boss, a Romulan/Human Hybred known Only as
Weasel..he sent me on my first run. During the next 5 years I piloted a small
danube Runabout, and ran drugs, and prostitutes.laundered lantinum through
black marketing means, and even smuggled galactic treasures from one star
system to another..always at a great price, and always giving 50% to the
Weasel.
One evening while docked at DS3 for supplies, and while I was in my quarters
taking advantage of one of my female slaves, she suddenly looked up and me and
said."You are a typical Fat, Ugly, Money Grabbing, Heartless
Ferengi". I sat there for a moment, and realized she was absolutely right,
I had turned into the kind of person my father would have admired, but I
suddenly felt sick to my stomach, why was I giving 50% to the Weasel..I am
seeking my First deep space venture, your ship will hopefully prove to be very
profitable.
I have a dark past, but hopefully A bright future. And, someone with my
connections and certain Well established talents might be a great help in
certain situations. After all, even though I never learned the Rules of
Acquisition, I Certainly learned that EVERYONE has a price. Interests: Women,
women.and more women..also, I like to Play games of chance, and avoid physical
confrontations at all Cost. I have very little physical prowess, but I do know
how to fight dirty. And, I do enjoy getting away with things..