Bjørkr Óskursmág, The Dru'un Champion
The Life and Death of a Philanthropist
Bjørkr was a fucking legend. I often talk shit about the corpies for taking the piss and stepping over our corpses to climb their way to the top of the shitpile that is this city, but Bjørkr wasn’t like that. Bjørkr was a man who made an honest living and used his resources to help those that needed it most. He didn’t step on our heads to get where he was. He got there fair and square, and when he got there, he put his money to work on making Fusion City a better place for us who make this place worth living in. Without us, the gimmies would have no one to take care of their shit. Without Bjørkr, we would be far worse off.
BackgroundBjørkr was born on the 12th of Falma in the year 12 PC, 105 years ago. He was born a Kuna, taking on the species of his mother, Krista. His father, Lodvik, was an Illim and worked as a fusion plant technician. Bjørkr’s parents had dreamed of having a child for a long time but had been initially unsuccessful to the point of believing one of them was sterile. Eventually they succeeded and Bjørkr was born. They lived a relatively comfortable life on the base level of the city and planned for Bjørkr to receive the best education they could afford. At age 19 Bjørkr enrolled at the Galic Institute of Business and Technology where he graduated with honors seven years later. Thanks to his parents’ generous support and working hard himself he graduated without significant debt.
Early careerBjørkr moved to a commercial hub in Kautapu following his graduation and started working as an arcade hall repair technician. He worked there for about 5 years before he got a job as a mid-level manager for Sensotech, which owned the arcade hall (and several other similar establishments). Bjørkr showed that he was a capable manager and had an unusual knack for combining corporation profits with good business practices. After having worked at Sensotech for another 7 years, Bjørkr had amassed a good amount of money and decided that he wanted to do more with his life. He quit his job and started a business of his own where he worked as a consultant business advisor and manager, helping other smaller businesses and corporations improve their workflow, business, and economics. He was wildly successful thanks to his keen eye and fantastic business-sense, leading to him rapidly getting far too much work than he could manage on his own. Within only 8 years, Bjørkr's company, Bjørkr and Associates Wealth Management (BAA Wealth Management for short), had grown to over a hundred employees and were managing hundreds of companies around Fusion City.
The PhilanthropistMr. Óskursmág made one thing clear to the employees of his company. Under no circumstances were they ever to suggest a business decision that took advantage of their customers. He wanted everyone to run clean and fair to the customers even if that meant a smaller profit margin. Despite this, his business continued to soar. At age 72, after 34 years as CEO of BAA Wealth Management, Bjørkr retired from the position but kept a seat on the board to keep an eye on things. He had amassed a staggering amount of personal wealth and lived comfortably in the Vault of Heaven. Bjørkr had always been a fair and just man but he now felt he had the opportunity to really change things in the city. Something that had always bothered Bjørkr was the treatment of the Dru’un of the city. Ever since his childhood days, he had a soft spot for the slow and brutish Dru’un as one of his best friends was a Dru’un who was killed in a goon shootout when he was only 14. Bjørkr was often outspoken on how society shouldn‘t treat goons as incurable, violent criminals but that education and support could help many of them get out of the criminal lifestyle. BAA WM had already made headlines in the news for hiring Dru’un for positions that required security clearance and initiative, such as security guards, administrative personnel and even sometimes as consultants. Bjørkr wanted to change the public perception of the Dru’un as nothing more than violent brutes with peas for brains. He wanted to show what they were capable of and to find their strengths beyond simple violence.
ControversiesIntegrating Dru’un into the company was never easy and there were many incidents where he had to fire employees from the company for their inability to deal with their flaring tempers. BAA WM lost several high-profile contracts because of a Dru’un employee stepping out of bounds and ending up in fistfights with their customers or blurting out profanities and insults at a board meeting. Bjørkr, however, didn’t want to give up on the Dru’un. Well aware of their hormonal and mental makeup being a handicap to them in the corporate world, he funded a lot of research into Dru’un capabilities and hired several science teams composed of psychologists and professional educators to try to work out a Dru’un specialized education that would help lift the Dru’un from the absolute bottom rung of the societal ladder and help them manage their biological distrust and aggression.
DeathFor such a remarkable and popular individual Bjørkr didn’t get a fitting end. In late 88 PC, Bjørkr was meant to give a speech on the benefits of the Dru’un education method at a large conference, but before he could reach the venue, he was allegedly robbed on a nearby street by a band of goons. He was shot three times in the back and once in the head, leading to speculations it wasn’t a simple robbery, just meant to look like one. It is largely believed that someone assassinated him for trying to upset the “unofficial slavery” of the Dru’un that several large corporations still profited from.
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