Background Roam 0132

Roam 0132

Greying roan brick male tsabhua adult with dominant underbelly and mask.
Colony
LostInProgres
Nickname
-
Born
4yrs and 9mos ago
Species
Tsabhua
Height
222 cm (7 ft 3 in)
Sex
Male
Age
Adult
Level
Level Two
Experience
348
Speciality
Bard
Visible Genes
Greying Roan Dominant Underbelly Mask
Birth Defect
Short Arms
Cannot Breed
No slots.
Currently nursing. #1011

Armoury

Armour, Equipment, and Weapons.
Light Disc (Violet)

Ancestry

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ss IT04
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sd LT05
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dam 0019
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Genome

The genetic code of the colonist.

Stats and Skills

STATPOOL: 60
ARMOUR CLASS: 7
EXPERIENCE: 348
HEALTH: 19 / 19 HP
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Strength
10
Dexterity
5
Constitution
10
Intelligence
10
Wisdom
7
Charisma
18
Survival
-2
Mining
?
Medicine
0
Science
?
Social
4
Stealth
?
Melee
?
Athletics
?
Precision
?
Personal Items Roam 0132 has 1 personal affect.
Companion Animals Roam 0132 has 0 companion animals.
Recent Gallery Posts Roam 0132 has 21 gallery submissions.
Literature
Four whelps gathered around an awkward pair of Xunari, who looked as though they'd rather be anywhere else. Boppler and Honovi had decided to bring up their concerns with the nearest colony, but had not expected to be greeted by a contingent of whelps. A mostly-white tsab, Lora, gazed in open awe at Boppler's large ears while a cerulean tark'ee, Sweetpea, attempted to pounce on Honovi's tailtip. Glow, a grey and blue tark'ee, hung back by Roam, one of the adults who had accompanied the group,...
Literature
The mission in Issiq had gone surprisingly well, and soon the team was on their way home. The journey back home had been quite dreadful. ((Neither Roam and Fawn liked the desert region of Issiq, and the storms hadn't fully died down yet either, gusts of find slamming into their sides as they walked around.)) They had ended up in the port shortly, waiting for their ship to arrive and take them back. Both were disappointed to see no sign of Sygale so far, but they supposed it wasn't entirely ...
Literature
Fawn looked at her new little family, heart filled with joy as she did. The birth had, luckily, gone as well as it could. Journey, Tread, and Traverse had been born first, and were perfect in ever way. Little Venture had been a surprise, though. They had only really expected three whelps- but the fourth was welcome nonetheless. Roam held the smallest whelp gently. The whelp had stayed fussy longer that the other three had, like he was not quite agreeing with having been brought into the wor...
Literature
The sandstorm hit unexpectedly. Quite a bit of shouting had been involved as Roam tried to get the group to safety, with four of them it was hard to keep track of everyone in the limited visibility, and he would never have forgiven himself had he lost anyone in the sandstorm- especially Fawn. He eventually found a ledge, and the group quickly hid under it, managing to squeeze in all four.   "Ah- guess we're staying here for a while then, right?" Bang said, awkwardly....
Credits
Art by
Xione
Design by
NMRO
Document Compiled
1yr and 2mos ago
Document Adjusted
1mo and 3w ago
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