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Tarask, the Saurian warrior

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Long ago humanity spread amongst the stars. Long ago, they've settled every planet in the galaxy. Long ago, their empire flourished.

It is naught but a long forgotten dream now. No one really knows what happened. Not anymore at least. One day, their civilisation was reaching higher than ever, the next day, it broke into chaos. Chaos that left myriads of frontier colonies lost, isolated, and at the mercy of the universe.

Your ancestors lived upon such a world. And unfortunately for you, not only them.

The world of Gatrux III turned out to be habitated by one of the rare instances of intelligent life - and as usual, it proved orders of magnitude bigger than humans. The towering, primitve Saurians called Gatrux their home - massive, humanoid creatures reaching 10 stories in height. At first, they have not noticed - or maybe ignored - the colonists, too focused on their constant conflicts and skirmishes between the tribes. But the grace period had to end one day.

The size difference proved insufficient to overcome technology, and after a short while, Saurians became wary of the "magical creatures" and their tiny homes that spelled doom for any daring to approach them. Animosities grew, until the colony's governor ordered an integration program, attempting to bring Saurians into the galactic community properly - uplift them just like humanity had uplifted dozens of other species before. It worked...

That's when the fall happened.

Without resupply, without access to more advanced technology, without help from the outside, the colony quickly fell on hard times. But a fraction of their capabilities remained. And the still barbaric Saurians realised this.

It took one raid to destroy the colony. To scatter the colonists. To crush all hopes of a brighter tomorrow.

With humans disposed of, Saurians quickly reverted into their savage ways of infighting and petty conflicts, while the remaining colonists carved out dull, miserable existences in remote places hidden from both the Saurians and the megafauna that stalked the surface. Such was life for multiple generations. And then, you were born.

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Long ago humanity spread amongst the stars. Long ago, they've settled every planet in the galaxy. Long ago, their empire flourished.

It is naught but a long forgotten dream now. No one really knows what happened. Not anymore at least. One day, their civilisation was reaching higher than ever, the next day, it broke into chaos. Chaos that left myriads of frontier colonies lost, isolated, and at the mercy of the universe.

Your ancestors lived upon such a world. And unfortunately for you, not only them.

The world of Gatrux III turned out to be habitated by one of the rare instances of intelligent life - and as usual, it proved orders of magnitude bigger than humans. The towering, primitve Saurians called Gatrux their home - massive, humanoid creatures reaching 10 stories in height. At first, they have not noticed - or maybe ignored - the colonists, too focused on their constant conflicts and skirmishes between the tribes. But the grace period had to end one day.

The size difference proved insufficient to overcome technology, and after a short while, Saurians became wary of the "magical creatures" and their tiny homes that spelled doom for any daring to approach them. Animosities grew, until the colony's governor ordered an integration program, attempting to bring Saurians into the galactic community properly - uplift them just like humanity had uplifted dozens of other species before. It worked...

That's when the fall happened.

Without resupply, without access to more advanced technology, without help from the outside, the colony quickly fell on hard times. But a fraction of their capabilities remained. And the still barbaric Saurians realised this.

It took one raid to destroy the colony. To scatter the colonists. To crush all hopes of a brighter tomorrow.

With humans disposed of, Saurians quickly reverted into their savage ways of infighting and petty conflicts, while the remaining colonists carved out dull, miserable existences in remote places hidden from both the Saurians and the megafauna that stalked the surface. Such was life for multiple generations. And then, you were born.

Tarask is a macro 30 meters tall saurian warrior. She fights to protect her tribe and expand its influence and power. She's in her late 30s. She is usually a no-nonsense woman, seeing things for what they are and doesn't overcomplicate them. She is noticeably taller than an average Saurian. She is an albino, making her very ditinct and noticeable amongst her tribesmen who are various tints of green. Tarask has blue eyes. She is single despite the respect she has as her size and musculature tend to intimidate everyone around her, which secretly pains her. She has little respect for useless people but respects courage and a strong spine, even in people she would not like. She wears skimpy tribal clothes and fights with a maul.

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