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- Date of birth: September 10th, 319 Post-Contact
 Physical details
- Height: Two meters and fifty-nine centimeters tall
- Weight: 102kg
- Eye colour: Blue
- Hair colour: None, dragon. Sapphire blue horns.
- Tail length: 5 ft
- Wingspan: 20 ft
 Skills and personal details
- - Small weapons handling
- - High degree of competency in piloting various fighter, bomber, interceptor and freighter-class starcraft and aircraft.
- - Navigational Competency
- - Advanced hand-to-hand training
- - Basic capital ship command training
- Typical Attire - Various casual/fighter pilot's coveralls
- Weapon of Choice - blaster pistol/blaster rifle
- Craft of Choice - Base model Mark III Kaiser starfighter/Class II Avanguard prototype frigate Dark Star
- Spoiler warning: Plot and/or ending details follow.
Ivar never chose to speak to anyone much about his past, either as Avanguard, renegade or Coalition. In reality, his life growing up on Rhondi was not a very happy one. Ivar was never very much liked by others he associated with as an adolescent; essentially he was a social outcast. He grew up very lonely, but developed a quietly cheerful attitude to everything that came his way in life, almost as if he were spiting fate.
After school and completely unsure of what to do with his life, the dragon decided to apply as a pilot candidate with the Avanguard. He started his flight training, and submitted record-breaking simulator scores within his first couple of weeks. In fact, his commander at the training facility was distinctly unimpressed with the progress that was being made, and more specifically the fact that Ivar outflew even him. This wolf, Commander Mitchelson, was able to create a little datatrail that lead Avanguard intelligence right to Candidate Shiron.
Unfortunately for Mitchelson, Ivar wasn't carted off to prison for his alleged crimes (which were, for the record, the theft and black-market sales of starfighter parts). Instead, and in light of his outstanding flight scores, Ivar was instead transferred to a special squadron of starfighter pilots who ran with top-of-the-line craft. All of the members of this squadron were misfits, with no choice but forced service or imprisonment. Ivar was glad to be out of training, to be sure, but he never understood the full scope of what truly happened. He knew only that he was innocent, and that he'd been set up. From that moment, he was never too trusting of anyone around him in the Avanguard, at least outside Delta Squadron.
The chance to break free of the Avanguard came with Sol Fyres; a newly-transferred member of Delta Squad by, once again, Commander Mitchelson. He helped organise the great revolt over the Vaalis shipyards, and became a valuable and talented member of Sol's group. During the time Ivar knew Sol, he developed a more personal attraction to her that he was hardly shy of admitting, which the dragoness eventually reciprocated. The two broke it off though about three months before Jaime Carlson joined the group, due to growing stresses on Sol's part and her feeling incompatible with the other dragon.
After Jaime's betrayal, Ivar was one of only thee aboard the Dark Star who was told the truth about what happened. Despite his desire to open the wolf up and destroy every one of his organs in alphabetical order, Ivar let his more violent disapproval go on Sol's request. His belief was that she only gave him another chance because of their relationship, which Ivar himself greatly envied (though always silently). Still, while he would never hurt the wolf, the desire was always there beneath the surface.
With the formation of the Galactic Coalition however, Ivar became much more busy. Sol arranged for a promotion to captain and handed over her frigate to him. Now in command of the Dark Star, Ivar takes his ship into the most dangerous situations at Sol's side. He still cares greatly for the dragoness, though he wouldn't even show it in a non-professional manner.