I became a representative to my planet Mon Calamari's ruling council shortly after I finished school. After the Empire invaded Mon Calamari, I was captured and became a slave. For a time, I was enslaved to Grand Moff Tarkin, where I learned much about the art and skill of command. Rebel forces later rescued me and I swiftly rose through the ranks, designing the Alliance B-Wing starfighter along the way. In terms of tactics, I am most well-known for my audacious, close-range assaults first seen at the Battle of Endor, including the "Ackbar Slash". I fought numerous campaigns against the Galactic Empire, and numerous splinter warlord groups. During Grand Admiral Thrawn's campaign against the New Republic, Borsk Fey'lya accused me of treason, citing bank account increases prior to the battle of Sluis Van. However, the money was placed in there by Imperial Intelligence, and I was soon exonerated. I retired some time after a truce was signed with the Imperial Remnant, when Leia resigned and Fey'lya was elected Chief of State. In The New Jedi Order, I was described as being frail and of a pale blue complexion, brought on by old age. Towards the end of the war, I stayed in his home on Mon Calamari recuperating. Although I was still fully cognizant, I was attended to by Winter. When the Yuuzhan Vong invasion came, I pulled himself out of retirement to plan a trap against those forces in the Deep Core. I came up with the battle plan that would lead to the New Republic victory at Ebaq 9. That plan succeeded and restored morale after the many losses in the invasion. However, this exertion proved taxing for me and would soon be fatal. I died of natural causes only days before the resolution of the conflict. The funeral was a sad occasion for his home world, with many guests attending. I am now resurrected on Stickam to warn you all about traps!