Background Crushclaw 2378

Crushclaw 2378

Fighter (Strength + Wisdom)
Cracked redcurrant female belemoid whelp with countershading, stripe, choker, and inkblot.
Colony
Sea-Cucumbers
Nicknames
-
Born
7mos and 2w ago
Species
Belemoid
Height
143 cm (4 ft 8 in)
Sex
Female
Age
Whelp
Level
Level Zero
Experience
21 / 25
Speciality
None
Visible Genes
Countershading Stripe Choker Inkblot Cracked
Young, feisty, and quick -- ((More in journal))
Cannot Breed
Too young.
Too low level.

Armoury

Armour, Equipment, and Weapons.
Body
Limbs
Hands
Crushclaw 2378 has no equipment or weapons in their armoury.

Ancestry

sire 1621
ss 1250
sss 1134
ssd 1012
sd 1511
sds 0103
sdd IT09
dam 0336
ds 0313
dss 0279
dsd RT06
dd 0234
dds ????
ddd ????
Genome

The genetic code of the colonist.

Stats and Skills

STATPOOL: 45
ARMOUR CLASS: 9
EXPERIENCE: 21 / 25
HEALTH: 7 / 7 HP
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Strength
10
Dexterity
10
Constitution
8
Intelligence
6
Wisdom
5
Charisma
6
Survival
-3
Mining
?
Medicine
?
Science
?
Social
-2
Stealth
?
Melee
0
Athletics
?
Precision
?
Personal Items Crushclaw 2378 has 1 personal affect.
Companion Animals Crushclaw 2378 has 0 companion animals.
Recent Gallery Posts Crushclaw 2378 has 3 gallery submissions.
Literature
The kukuri trader watched–and waited. "I don't feel like we should be going out alone," Polly quietly chirped, a bit anxious about the whole thing. It wasn't just that she was a socialite, it felt wrong to sneak out of camp without telling an adult. The grass here was thick and the ferns were already taller than the whelps, even though they were just outside the edge of camp. "What's the worst that could happen?" Crushclaw grinned and raised her namesake paw–the largest one. "Well...
Literature
Sharkbait, Akira, and Shenzi had promised the pup Crushclaw her first ever trip away from their camp in L'Hatzif. It was a bit bittersweet to the three adults, as now they've raised two pups without ever seeing the colony's original base. Quite a ragtag group they were–a large tsabhua, but missing her arms, a tall blue belemoid, and an unrelated red pup–all being followed by a draconic tark'ee. ((Nevertheless, as they rounded up that rocky ridge, Crushclaw ran ahead, surmounting the grass...
Literature
Two whelps stared at the native, probing her with questions about her way of life, her cheetah-striped pelt, anything they could think of. Polly, a bright green tark'ee, quite looked lik a parrot out in the desert. While Crushclaw, a deep-red belemoid with crackling claws, may have well been a fire elemental straight from a voclano. Both of their colors contrasted highly against the soft, tan sand surrounding them. Kukiemba eyed them nervously, realizing consciously that there was no harm in ...
Credits
Art by
Xione
Design by
Or'sol
Document Compiled
1mo and 6d ago
Document Adjusted
1mo and 6d ago
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