Bang 1215

Charred cerulean tinted lilac male draconic tark'ee adult with countershading.

Colony

Tsidal

Nicknames

Born

1yr and 5mos ago

Species

Tark'ee

Length

1600 cm (52 ft 5 in)

Sex

Male

Age

Adult

Level

Level Two

Experience

192

Speciality

None

Visible Genes

Charred Countershading

Armoury

Armour, Equipment, and Weapons.

Head

Body

Limbs

Hands

Bang 1215 has no equipment or weapons in their armoury.

Ancestry

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Genome

The genetic code of the colonist.

Stats and Skills

STATPOOL: 60

ARMOUR CLASS: 9

EXPERIENCE: 192

HEALTH: 28 / 28 HP

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Strength

Dexterity

Constitution

Intelligence

Wisdom

Charisma

Survival

-3

Mining

Medicine

Science

Social

Stealth

Melee

Athletics

Precision

Personal Items

Bang 1215 has 1 personal affect.

Companion Animals

Bang 1215 has 0 companion animals.

Recent Gallery Posts

Bang 1215 has 14 gallery submissions.

Literature

((The storm was raging overhead as Bani, Bang, and Woodland treaded trough the plains. The thunderstorm had arrived over their corner of Mireh seemingly out of nothing, and looking out the window Bang could see a small group of colonists panic and hurry over to cover anything that would break from the water damage.)) Bang had grimaced, looking over at ...

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 LostInProgres

Design by

Snip's Pinnacle Point

Document Compiled

11mos and 6d ago

Document Adjusted

4mos and 3w ago

This image has no additional notes.

This whelp was once lost and alone but they were found by a colony and adopted.

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