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Okay ... so here's what happened.

I don't come up with new characters that often anymore. I prefer to work with the ones I have. Because, lord knows, I have enough already.

But sometimes a new one happens and I can't do a darned thing to stop it. I think they show up more than they are made. There are worse addictions, I suppose.

I have a lot of alien races, and over half of them are down to one living soul to represent them. Which is sad, really. I went to all that trouble to work up a biology and culture ... and for what? To never have it shown or experienced? Doesn't seem right.

So while I can't make a whole civilization just appear (there would be something terribly wrong with it if it were all that easy), I can work on a higher population for those species that are ready for it. At this point in time, the Terrians were the only ones.

Until now, there was only one Terrian; the ruler of their empire, now a doctor who has believed himself alone all this time. Anton Xalveria. This guy:

And that's where Merentah comes in. About 12,000 Terrians were found in deep space, still in stasis from so many tens of thousands of years ago, and he was the General who led them away when their empire was invaded.

This is an archived picture of him from when the Terrian Empire was still the greatest civilized power in the Universe. Right now, he doesn't look this good. He was in stasis and that should have protected him. But no one imagined he and the others would be stuck that way for so long. There were some terrible consequences. He's dehydrated, muscles have atrophied, bones have weakened and some organs will need to be replaced by modern prothestics. Right now he is restricted to a bed and attached to all sorts of machines. But he is awake and he is alive.

The other Terrians are being brought back slowly, just a few at a time. Not all of them have survived. Merentah's three children did not. The eldest two were in units that malfunctioned only a few hundred years into the journey. His youngest, Vetta (5), was damaged too much to live for more than a few hours. She was brought into the room with him and he was at least able to say goodbye to her. He's covering up his feelings with humor for the moment.

When he's up and around again, he has a job waiting for him. But for now, his old pictures are good enough for the magazines, he's awake enough to give an interview or two and to have memorized every detail of the ceiling above his bed.

I may write up the interview or do a meme for him later. Believe it or not ... those actually help.

(Addendum: In answer to the question: "Where are his nipples?" Terrians are not mammals. Their hair is densely-packed downy-like feathers, the females lay eggs and those spines on his arms are genetic remnants of wings. Nipples wouldn't be a part of their anatomy because neither male nor female ever has or ever will produce milk for their young, which is the function of nipples in the first place. Let's try to keep and open mind, folks.)

Yegor Merentah & family, Anton Xalveria, Terrians and art (C) *NuisanceBearEull

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Okay ... so here's what happened.

I don't come up with new characters that often anymore. I prefer to work with the ones I have. Because, lord knows, I have enough already.

But sometimes a new one happens and I can't do a darned thing to stop it. I think they show up more than they are made. There are worse addictions, I suppose.

I have a lot of alien races, and over half of them are down to one living soul to represent them. Which is sad, really. I went to all that trouble to work up a biology and culture ... and for what? To never have it shown or experienced? Doesn't seem right.

So while I can't make a whole civilization just appear (there would be something terribly wrong with it if it were all that easy), I can work on a higher population for those species that are ready for it. At this point in time, the Terrians were the only ones.

Until now, there was only one Terrian; the ruler of their empire, now a doctor who has believed himself alone all this time. Anton Xalveria. This guy:

And that's where Merentah comes in. About 12,000 Terrians were found in deep space, still in stasis from so many tens of thousands of years ago, and he was the General who led them away when their empire was invaded.

This is an archived picture of him from when the Terrian Empire was still the greatest civilized power in the Universe. Right now, he doesn't look this good. He was in stasis and that should have protected him. But no one imagined he and the others would be stuck that way for so long. There were some terrible consequences. He's dehydrated, muscles have atrophied, bones have weakened and some organs will need to be replaced by modern prothestics. Right now he is restricted to a bed and attached to all sorts of machines. But he is awake and he is alive.

The other Terrians are being brought back slowly, just a few at a time. Not all of them have survived. Merentah's three children did not. The eldest two were in units that malfunctioned only a few hundred years into the journey. His youngest, Vetta (5), was damaged too much to live for more than a few hours. She was brought into the room with him and he was at least able to say goodbye to her. He's covering up his feelings with humor for the moment.

When he's up and around again, he has a job waiting for him. But for now, his old pictures are good enough for the magazines, he's awake enough to give an interview or two and to have memorized every detail of the ceiling above his bed.

I may write up the interview or do a meme for him later. Believe it or not ... those actually help.

(Addendum: In answer to the question: "Where are his nipples?" Terrians are not mammals. Their hair is densely-packed downy-like feathers, the females lay eggs and those spines on his arms are genetic remnants of wings. Nipples wouldn't be a part of their anatomy because neither male nor female ever has or ever will produce milk for their young, which is the function of nipples in the first place. Let's try to keep and open mind, folks.)

Yegor Merentah & family, Anton Xalveria, Terrians and art (C) *NuisanceBearEull