CMDR C-Dweller: Background
Actually, I’m more usually First Officer in the Womble Space Fleet (WSF) and second in command after Admiral Orinoco.

I'm the 'human' face of the crew. Well, half human, half Womble truth be known; All due to a bio-contamination accident during a supposedly routine matter transport some 25 years ago. I'm a firm 'shuttle-only' advocate nowadays, understandably...

The 'C' in CMDR ‘C-Dweller’ stands for 'Common'. It's a nod to the old stomping ground back in Wimbledon on Earth, Sol system. That all seems such a long time ago now...

Ship's compliment/bio's are as follows.
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CMDR Orinoco:
Stepped up when Uncle Bulgaria died of natural causes back in 3302. He was well over 300 years old by then but it was he who masterminded our expansion into the galaxy. A great loss but his legacy lives on through our endeavours and in our memories of our late beloved mentor.
Then, only six months later, Orinoco went a bit dark after we lost Madame Cholet when the galley bulkhead blew out when we came under fire in a griefer attack; we were caught off guard whilst clearing up some wreckage. We didn't even have any cargo on board! Utterly senseless waste of life...
As a result, our trusty old Anaconda, the 'Galactic Hover', was re-christened the ‘Womble Fury’ and our mission statement was expanded.
In response to our new found goals a more combat orientated ship, a Federal Corvette, was procured and christened ‘Cholet’s Revenge’ and has been dealing more efficiently with griefers, pirates, raiders and all manner of generally ‘bad eggs’ as well as the usual space debris ever since.
Our fleet (which consists of far too many vessels to list here) has now grown considerably as we expand our exploits into areas such exploration with vessels such as the Asp Explorers ‘Womblin’ About’ and ‘Womblin’ Free and a mid range, all purpose ship for smaller landing sites; a Python, the good ship ‘Womblin’ Trouble’.
The rest of our invaluable crew should also be mentioned here:

Tobermory, inventor/tinkerer, Ship's Engineer.

Wellington (the geek), Science Officer, naturally.

Bungo, the chatty, bossy one; Ship's Liaison.
Sorts all red-tape at the stations, negotiates mission contracts, deals with passengers, fines (bribes) etc. (Makes him feel important, and no-one else wants to do it).

Tomsk, Master at Arms of course.
Always the most sporty, athletic and biggest Womble. Damn good in a fight of any kind; a furry fury if ever there was one.

So there you have it. The Womble Space Fleet has updated mission statement and goals; cleaning up the galaxy, not only of wreck-rubbish and general space debris but also of the raider and piratical detritus out there in the void.

BAD SEEDS BEWARE!
The Womble Space Fleet is gunning for you! O7
Location:      The Milky Way, where else?
Interests:      Exploring, trading and keeping things tidy.
Occupation:  Explorers, traders, transient minstrels.

FLY FAR, FLY SAFE, FLY TIDY! O7