Name: Respectfully Embracing The Warmth Of The Stars And Dwelling On The Importance Of Journeys, usually shortened to "Res".
Race: Larval stage of Nova Lepid. The presence of some sort of parasite, illness, or infection has prevented Res from undergoing chrysalis and reaching adulthood.
Age: 28 USY. This is considered to be an abnormally long time for a Nova Lepid to live.
Gender: Refers to himself as male; identifying the gender of a larval stage Nova Lepid involves guesswork and dissection.
Appearance: A fifteen foot long, giant caterpillar. Res is mostly green, with the occasional red and white spot scattered about his body. Rows of stumpy little legs help propel him forward, and also serve as rudimentary arms. His face isn't capable of a huge amount of expression, though waving his mandibles about and wiggling his antennae does a passable job of conveying emotion. Two huge, black, multi-faceted eyes stare out at the world. Overall, cute, but kind of terrifying.
Homeworld: Muxundi, a planet under observation by the Agrarian Conclave. Life is abundant on this lush planet, and the Agrarian Conclave send down the occasional team of botanists, xenozoologists and other scientists to gather samples that may be developed into new crops, farm animals, or are otherwise of scientific interest. Actual attempts to create a catalogue of the myriad species on Muxundi often fail, as species of flora and fauna die off and are replaced by others alarmingly quickly.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral. Muxundi's frantic cycle of life and death provides constant change.
Role: Ship's Cook
Skills:Alarmingly Resilient! Between the natural toughness exhibited by larval Nova Lepidae and whatever parasite that has infected Res, he seems to have an ability to shrug off most illnesses, stomach most poisons with no ill-effect and generally be rather difficult to seriously injure due to his seemingly constant, albeit slow, growth.
Alarming Spitting Action! Sprays digestive enzymes on things as a defense mechanism. Of relatively little use against hardened things, or non-biological things, but against fleshy things that don't like being slowly digested, it's a pretty effective way of discouraging them from picking a fight.
History:Initially captured and removed from his world by scientists working alongside the Agrarian Conclave, owing to his extended larval stage, his life amongst the stars began as little more than a scientific curiousity. Faced with the possibility of spreading the parasite amongst the Nova Lepid population, the researchers agreed to keep Res separated from the rest of his species, and organised shipping him to another planet. The transport, relying upon the idea that nobody would really consider attacking an Agrarian Conclave vessel, was attacked, boarded and captured by the not-particularly-notorious Captain Chuck. As per his customs, Chuck offered the crew of the vessel two options; join him or take the short walk into the air-lock.
So Res became a pirate, starting off as an assistant to a belligerent cook who had learned that you could just about stuff anything into a sausage and people would eat it with relatively few questions. When Captain Chuck's poor decision making skills finally caught up with him, and the rest of his crew, Res washed up at one of the more disreputable voidstations - the
Tumbling Jenny - and began to offer his services to anyone looking for a Ship's Cook. For reasons that might never be clear, the Captain of the Nova Dawn offered him a role, and Res has never really thought to ask what happened to the old cook.
Personality: Constantly upbeat and cheerful, almost to the point of being considered naive. Having developed a deep and abiding love of the void-faring pirate lifestyle (as opposed to the 'scientific curiousity lifestyle'), Res is (over-) protective of his fellow pirate crew, seeing them as one big, happy family that needs feeding and generally looking after.
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