Pilot. Ex-POW. Peace Activist. Greenpeace Supporter. Friend of
the Earth
The product of a childhood shaped by his Inuit nanny and her grandfather in the northernmost portions of Canada, Mikkel grew up listening to stories of men that became animals and animals that became men. In the northernmost reaches of the globe, under the watchful eye of an Inuit shaman, he learned to take the qualities, and finally the forms of animals that live in some of the harshest conditions on the planet. At the age of fifteen, after his father had died, Mikkel underwent his rite of passage, a vision quest that took him into the arctic wilderness, from the season of No Sun to the season of the Sun that Does Not Set. For six months, he learned from the land, the air, the water an by experiencing the land as his guide animals: the arctic wolf, the snowy owl, and the otter. Some might say he prefers animals to people; in this, they wouldn't be mistaken.
One of several captives rescued from a secret compound in Eastern Europe, Mikkel is an ordinary looking young adult male. Except, of course, when he's mistaken for someone or something else. His close-cropped hair and penchant for wearing jumpsuits instead of pants and shirts often has people mistaking him for a military pilot; if asked, he politely admits that he's been a Artic bush pilot, a helicopter pilot for the Norwegian military, a test pilot for SwitchBlade, and a pilot for British Petroleum over the North Sea. But, since he remembered the teachings of his youth and heard his conscience, he's gotten better: now, he prefers to promote the welfare of the planet, the preservation of the Arctic, and peaceful endeavors to make the world a better place. When he can be found to ask, of course.
That being said, he's currently a commercial rated pilot without a charter service plane to call his own and a lot of baggage.
Until he can find a plane, it seems that he's grounded. Or is he?
