Background Izori 2010

Izori 2010

Herbalist | He/They
Mulberry male aerobic tark'ee adult with underbelly.
Colony
Zagreus-15
Nicknames
Zori, Fluffball
Born
6mos and 3w ago
Species
Tark'ee
Height
390 cm (12 ft 9 in)
Sex
Male
Age
Adult
Level
Level One
Experience
96 / 100
Speciality
None
Visible Genes
Underbelly
Mutation
Albino (Concoction of Bleach) Curly Coat (Shaman's Heart) Scruffy Tail (Shaman's Heart)
A bit high-strung but very passionate about their work. A chatterbox once you’ve got them going.

Armoury

Armour, Equipment, and Weapons.
Body
Limbs
Hands
Blaster (Violet)

Ancestry

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Genome

The genetic code of the colonist.

Stats and Skills

STATPOOL: 48
ARMOUR CLASS: 7
EXPERIENCE: 96 / 100
HEALTH: 16 / 16 HP
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Strength
7
Dexterity
8
Constitution
7
Intelligence
7
Wisdom
12
Charisma
7
Survival
1
Mining
?
Medicine
?
Science
?
Social
?
Stealth
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Melee
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Athletics
?
Precision
2
Personal Items Izori 2010 has 1 personal affect.
Companion Animals Izori 2010 has 0 companion animals.
Recent Gallery Posts Izori 2010 has 5 gallery submissions.
Literature
((The Emerald Enclave would have been a dream come true for Izori—with its near-endless expanse of green jungle, the air alive with the buzzing of insects and the rustle of leaves in the breeze, and soft carpets of moss over the forest floor—had it not been for everything else about the place.)) Sucking, sinking sand; giant, dangerous insects; concealed traps, left behind by goodness knew who. These were the kinds of hazards that he personally would rather avoid if he could. ...
Literature
Izori follows after Nauxha as the pair makes a hasty exit of the Crimson Inferno after their dubious attempt at diplomacy. The tsabhua's blue-furred back is bristling with a tension he shares. He does not think that standard negotiations often end with one side firing off blaster bolts whilst the other attempts to club them to death with their tail. But then again, neither of them are diplomats. Miru truly should have sent someone else. The Inferno is a hellish place to Izori's eye...
Literature
Nauxha wrinkles her nose against the strange smell and sensation of the air this deep within the bunker. ((Beyond the gate which had guarded the Fourth Ring, each breath is uncomfortably hot, and she can feel ash tickle her throat every time she inhales.)) ((The ground underfoot is cracked and rough, and so she has to be careful not to trip as she follows the white form of her guide; her colony-mate Izori.)) The tark'ee had been none too eager to return to the place after their la...
Literature
"Are you sure we're gong to find any plants down here?" Solar asks, kicking at a rock in her way. "It's very hot. And rocky." Izori picks their way along behind her, ((their wings and greater height making it much harder to navigate the narrow stone passageways branching off the main tunnel of the ring.)) Their white fur is already stained with dark dust where they brushed along the cavern walls. Ducking under a low overhang, they reply, "The chances are low, yes,...
Credits
Art by
Xione Wayward Station
Design by
Zagreus-15
Document Compiled
4w and 56m ago
Document Adjusted
4w and 56m ago
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This whelp was once lost and alone but they were found by a colony and adopted.

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