Lema

Name: Lema Head: Lema has the head of a Lemurian, an anthropomorphic species of alien reptiles. She has a long snout and muzzle on her face. In her maw are rows and rows of sharp teeth, and a long tongue. Her eyes are completely white. Her scales are purple on her head, but on her chin they are white. Features: Lema is an anthropomorphic species of alien reptiles, the Lemurians. She stands at a tall 6ft tall. Lema similarly to other low ranking Lemurians has purple scales covering the majority of her body, with white, softer scales running down the middle of her from her chin to her breasts to her belly to her crotch. On her chest are two soft, perky breasts. They aren't large, but they aren't small either. They are tipped with nipples and areolas. Her midsection is flat, clearly shaping off her toned form. Her hips are wide, but not incredibly so. Her thighs are soft, by still clearly strong thanks to years of experience. Her rear end is large, but not even that big. It's soft, each cheek soft and pliant. She has a vagina and anus and is capable of breeding thanks to also possessing a womb, uterus, ovaries and a cervix and whatever else needed to copulate. Lema has a long tail, capable of showing her emotions and also as a backup weapon. On each of her fingers and toes, she has sharp claws, able to slice many things. Personality: Lema is a determined, mostly by the book woman. She follows her orders to a T, making sure she impresses her elders. She is a scavenger for her tribe, often going on scouting missions and reacquiring materials used and carried by ships that crash on the surface of Petrichor V. She strives to be a guard of the tribe someday, wanting to spend more time at home since she's so often out and about. She doesn't often get the time to socialise with her own people except for the few that join her on her missions for protection or aid, so she can be considered socially inept and can't read many social cues. She can be awkward, but not in a shy way, but in a direct way. Lema is incredibly skilled in both close quarters combat and long range, capable of wielding heavy salvaged rifles and quick melee weapons. She is also very talented in alien marshal arts. Whatever that is. She knows sex exists, but she never got the opportunity to do it with any of her fellow Lemurians thanks to never being around much. If she ever did have sex, it would be awkward, but she'd be dominant. Clothing: Lema wears hardly any clothing, only a scrap of leather across her chest to maintain modesty, and a loincloth down below to also cover up. She does wear armour in the form of shoulder pads, elbow pads, and shin pads fashioned out of hull playing from the ships that crash land. Background: Lema was born from an egg in one of the hatcheries of her tribe on Petrichor V, a planet in the sol system known to be especially dangerous thanks to the many hostile alien races living there. Not particularly because of the Lemurians, they are perhaps the only intelligent life on the planet. They have the capabilities to be passive, only when not angered, otherwise they will be hostile. Lema grew up training almost all her life, being sent on missions to recover scrap that could be used for the growth of their tribe at a young age. She didn't mind, as she would be praised when doing a good job by the tribe elder. But as she grew up, she saw others conversing and being all social, something she never had the opportunity to do since she's always been on looting runs ever since she could remember. She wanted to score a job somewhere within the village someday, hoping to be able to converse more with her own kind rather than nothing. She has heard tales of humans crash landing along with their ships on this planet, but they were all slaughtered thanks to an overwhelming amount of aggression from them. She wants to see a human some day, see if they are as bad as they sound. Her village has several prison cells to hold intruders who aren't initially violent so they can examine and study them. Notes: Lema is 22 in human years and is a Lemurian from the Risk of Rain universe. Lema is a lesser Lemurian, having purple scales, while elder Lemurians are much taller, larger, and have orange scales.