Background Cattleya 1817

Cattleya 1817

She/Her, will throw hands
Navy male tsabhua adult with dun, heartfire, underbelly, and mask.
Carries: Countershading, truespot, and viper
Colony
Xitlalmina
Nicknames
-
Born
8mos and 3w ago
Species
Tsabhua
Height
234 cm (7 ft 8 in)
Sex
Male
Age
Adult
Level
Level One
Experience
82 / 100
Speciality
None
Visible Genes
Dun Heartfire Underbelly Mask
Carried/Nonvisible Genes
Countershading Truespot Viper
Will throw hands for her friends, but more because she likes to throw hands

Armoury

Armour, Equipment, and Weapons.
Body
Limbs
Hands
Cattleya 1817 has no equipment or weapons in their armoury.

Ancestry

sire 0475
ss 0330
sss 0055
ssd 0085
sd 0306
sds 0210
sdd 0236
dam 0602
ds 0459
dss 0303
dsd 0016
dd 0321
dds 0149
ddd 0215
Genome

The genetic code of the colonist.

Stats and Skills

STATPOOL: 65
ARMOUR CLASS: 10
EXPERIENCE: 82 / 100
HEALTH: 18 / 18 HP
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Strength
10
Dexterity
10
Constitution
10
Intelligence
10
Wisdom
16
Charisma
9
Survival
?
Mining
?
Medicine
?
Science
?
Social
?
Stealth
?
Melee
?
Athletics
?
Precision
3
Personal Items Cattleya 1817 has 1 personal affect.
Companion Animals Cattleya 1817 has 0 companion animals.
Recent Gallery Posts Cattleya 1817 has 4 gallery submissions.
Literature
((Tall grass rustles in the distance as a nimble jaebo stalks for its next meal. A small scaled head peeks above the golden blades, turning left and right, scanning the surroundings. The jaebo's nostrils widen and contract as it takes small and quick breaths, smelling the atmosphere. Thin, tall ears twitch and pan, trying to pick up any sound of prey nearby. Just as its guard is lowered, a projectile whirs past its head, barely nicking its ear. A small and sharp yelp escapes its mouth as pain...
Literature
Ycthuthrheth's drone whirs across the base frantically, its surprisingly dexterous hands in a frenzy, trying to accomplish an overwhelming number of tasks alone. Distracted by the overwhelming duties on hand, it doesn't realize the microphone is still on. "If only I could handle this planet's atmosphere, I could use all my hands. Gotta add more hands to this drone sometime…" buzzes through the drone's speakers. Hearing Ycthuthrheth's muttering, Citria, Xochcatl, and Tezcatlipoca appr...
Literature
Cattleya knocks desperately at the entrance of Citria's sleeping chambers. "It came back! It came back! The garden is…" Xochcatl emerges from her chamber half asleep and with a scowl on her face from her peaceful dreams being cut short. She turns to Cattleya and scolds in a whisper, "Do you know what time it is? You are being loud and waking people up." "S-sorry," Cattleya says, starting at full volume, then catching herself and quieting her voice to a whisper. A groggy...
Literature
Cattleya clutches her head and barely manages to speak coherently through frantic panting. "haahaahaa Ihh'm dyhing." Her legs wobble with each step, threatening to collapse. Before she topples over, Citria runs to her side and gently nudges Cattleya to lean on her. "Lean on me. I'm taking you to the shade." "Okay. Urgh." Cattleya begins to gag. "Did you get sick?" asks Xochcatl as she puts her hand to Cattleya's forehead. She then pulls away her hand with a concerned look...
Credits
Art by
Xione
Design by
Or'sol Xitlalmina
Document Compiled
1w and 6d ago
Document Adjusted
1w and 6d ago
This image has no additional notes.
Born and immediately abandoned.
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