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Eglann 0390

Jr. Politician

Appaloosa isabella male belemoid adult with underbelly, choker, saddle, and inkblot.
Carries: Ghi viper

Colony

Tsidal

Nickname

Born

3yrs and 8mos ago

Species

Belemoid

Height

160 cm (5 ft 2 in)

Sex

Male

Age

Adult

Level

Level Two

Experience

108

Speciality

None

Visible Genes

Underbelly Appaloosa Choker Saddle Inkblot

Carried/Nonvisible Genes

GHI Viper

Mutation

Extra Nostrils

A smarty pants who loves arguing just to contemplate the universe. He’s a bit philosophical. Deep down a good person but rubs most people the wrong way. Friends call him Eggy sometimes

Armoury

Armour, Equipment, and Weapons.

Eglann 0390 has no equipment or weapons in their armoury.

Ancestry

sire 0189

ss 0078

sss IT07

ssd ????

sd 0080

sds 0126

sdd 0107

dam 0234

ds ????

dss MT08

dsd ????

dd ????

dds MT06

ddd ????

Genome

The genetic code of the colonist.

Stats and Skills

STATPOOL: 67

ARMOUR CLASS: 11

EXPERIENCE: 108

HEALTH: 25 / 25 HP

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Strength

Dexterity

Constitution

Intelligence

Wisdom

Charisma

Survival

Mining

Medicine

Science

Social

Stealth

Melee

Athletics

Precision

Personal Items

Eglann 0390 has 0 personal affects.

Companion Animals

Eglann 0390 has 0 companion animals.

Recent Gallery Posts

Eglann 0390 has 4 gallery submissions.

Literature

Midnight watched Eglann look over the whelps he had been charged with today. The other two whelps stood nearby, Ember fidgeting and Bastor winking when he caught her eye. She was new here, she and Ember staying a time in Tsidal to learn more about L’Hatzif. It was weird to be in this place, the ground squishy underfoot and plants and mushrooms closing overhead. It wasn’t home, but the colonists here were friendly. The silence stretched a bit longer...

Literature

The joys of plants are indescribable. Arden’s mind was practically blank, purely enjoying being in her greenhouse, her nose buried in one of the best smelling plants she had. The whelps she was in charge of would be there shortly, but for now, she had the peace and quiet of the plants. Nothing in the world was more relaxing to the silver tsab than being alone with nature. Soon enough though, the peace was broken...

Literature

Light flickered softly across the floor of the mossy grove as it did at the start of every morning. It slowly became more abrasive as the morning sun began its journey through the sky, beaming away at the sleeping members of the colony. Feeling this especially strongly, Arden groaned, light plastering itself across her face. Waking up was always the hardest part of the day. The silver tsab was always grumpy in the morning. It was quite the disadvantage to her pa...

Credits

Art by

Xione Tsidal

Design by

Tsidal

Document Compiled

3yrs and 7mos ago

Document Adjusted

2mos and 2w ago

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