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About Gor Vossk

Hatched in the Skyfire Peaks

Gor Vossk was born on Triaxus, the wandering world that circles the sun in centuries-long orbits of fire and frost. He hatched during the edge of a long winter, in a Skyfire Legion aerie perched high above the glacier plains. From the beginning, he was… different.
Smaller than most dragonkin, his emerald scales gleamed with an inner luster — faintly phosphorescent, like the shimmer of sunlight refracted through a frozen lake. The other hatchlings teased him, calling him “ember-scale” for his faint glow and quick temper. But the elders whispered that his spirit burned too bright for the cold.

He trained with the Skyfire Legion’s novices, learning the arts of aerial combat, formation flight, and the ancient bond between dragonkin and their riders. Yet, even as he excelled in strength and discipline, his attention always drifted skyward — not toward the enemy, but toward the stars themselves.

He felt them — their pulse, their gravity, their heat — as if they were living things calling his name.

The Awakening

During a training patrol above the frozen city of Cadrimar, his flight was caught in a solar storm that should never have reached that latitude. As lightning raked the clouds, Gor’s senses flooded with blinding light and cosmic pressure. When he awoke, he was changed.
A faint mote of plasma orbited him, crackling with fusion energy — a fragment of the cosmos itself, tethered to his soul. The Skyfire mystics recognized it as a manifestation of Solarion energy, the sign of a warrior whose power was tied to the stars.

But not everyone saw it as a gift. Some whispered it was a curse from Aucturn’s Child, the Newborn god whose awakening had warped the galaxy. Fearing what he might become, Gor left Triaxus voluntarily, seeking a place where his strange power could be understood.

The Dust Roads of Akiton

Gor's wanderings took him to Akiton, where the red deserts swallowed both honor and ambition. He took mercenary work guarding thasteron convoys, then later turned to salvage — cutting apart derelict ships for corporate buyers. The heat and hardship of the dying planet suited him; its skies reminded him of Triaxus’s fleeting summers, and its people were survivors, like him.

It was in those scrapyards that he met his true forge.
When a drift-disabled hauler crashed outside the settlement of Maro’s Edge, Gor led the rescue — pulling trapped miners from burning wreckage and shielding them from volatile plasma storms with the light of his solar mote. Among the wreckage, he found remnants of Starfinder Society equipment, including a damaged drift beacon transceiver that pulsed faintly with cosmic frequency — the same rhythm he felt in his own heartbeat.

The Calling of the Stars

Fascinated, Gor traced the signal to a Starfinder salvage expedition led by Venture-Captain Orna Vesh, who was investigating the effects of the Newborn’s hatching on dormant Drift technology. Impressed by his strength, composure, and eerie connection to stellar energy, she offered him a place among her crew — not as a hired guard, but as an initiate of the Society.

Gor accepted. For the first time, his strange power wasn’t something to hide — it was needed. He began to see the Starfinder Society as something more than an organization: it was a fellowship of seekers, bound by curiosity and courage, unified by light.

To him, they were the living constellation of civilization — the true balance between order and wonder.

Now Among the Stars

Today, Gor Vossk is known in Starfinder Society records as the “Greenfire of Triaxus.” He serves as an explorer and field operative, often assigned to recover relics lost to stellar phenomena or buried beneath the sands of Akiton.

Though he rarely speaks of it, he keeps a shard of ice from the glacier where he first awoke to his Solarion powers — a reminder that even in the coldest dark, the stars still burn.

His oath is simple, yet unshakable:

“I was forged in frost and tempered in dust. The stars lit my path — now I’ll light the way for others.”