Chef, Ambassador, Morale Officer, merchant and mailman, for such a diminutive figure the unfailingly adaptable Neelix looms exceptionally large in the lives of the crew of the U.S.S. Voyager. A Talaxian hybrid - he’s also one-eighth Mylean - Neelix joined the crew of the Starfleet vessel shortly after it found itself lost and far from home in the Delta Quadrant. Neelix thrives on making others happy, always going out of his way to help those in need, with companionship, a cheering word, or even a simple bowl of hot soup. Whatever the situation, he always seems to have a remedy at hand. He is a paragon of hope when everything seems hopeless. Yet behind the ready smile and the perky demeanor, there is a darkness, a heavy weight expertly hidden away beneath layers of emotion. Neelix has experienced more than his fair share of tragedy. His home was destroyed and his entire family killed during a terrible war between the Talaxians and the Haakonians. Perhaps that is why he focuses so hard on joy, an embodiment of the old Earth adage: if you didn’t laugh, you’d cry. One thing is certain, however, for the people aboard the U.S.S. Voyager, the ever-resourceful Neelix isn’t just an indispensable member of the crew, he is a trusted friend and stalwart ally. Neelix is family.