Honse

Honse is a former ghostwriter, reseller and cybercriminal from the far future who was charged with learning, translating, cataloguing and publishing the lore of an entire forsaken planet, with the old gods of the world watching over its shoulders. Bless its soul.

It looks a lot like a tundra, but is unrelated to Sornieth's creatures. It is bipedal and has the same sunken eyes and muzzle, with the mane of a male tundra with tufts on its arms and legs in pink, with clawless, undersized, flower petal-shaped wings and beige ears in the same shape. It has antennae in place of horns and an indented, leathery underbelly. It is much stouter than a tundra, and though unable to fly on the majority of planets, is more than capable of swift swimming in both space and water despite a misshapen left wing.

It's jaded and perpetually tired and wishes to eschew its hustle to embark upon an endless pilgrimage; it seeks to visit at long last the many worlds it's read of and written about yet never truly knew. It's snide and aloof, and struggles to trust itself, much less other lifeforms. But it has an endless love for the precious few friends it's made and managed to keep. It enjoys sharp fashion and is especially obsessed with combining monochrome garments with neon accessories, although the need to haul its chronicles around is making the whole "sleek" look difficult as of late. "Gastronome" is an understatement, and Honse's beyond-adventurous palate has compelled it to explore some... fascinating cuisines, not all of which are suitable for the composition of a creature such as itself. Between this, a tendency to get into bar fights and a bit of clumsiness on account of its deformed wing and the natural shape of its species' feet, Honse is well-acquainted with the infirmary.

Its spaceship, Little Supergiant, is a former cargo ship who fled the cutter's torch after a series of violent "incidents" between it and the other ships. It enjoys treasure-hunting and gains great pleasure from salvaging a piece of high-quality scrap to mend itself with (but must be frequently reminded that trying to disassemble a still-alive ship is generally frowned upon.) It's short-tempered and somber and enjoys dogfighting a little too much, and yet Honse has perfect chemistry with Supergiant. In fact, the two meld minds when fending off pirates, and Supergiant sublimates to Honse's newfound oneness with the ship to swim and wheel their way through combat. Little Supergiant is the definition of "bigger than its body", both in terms of personality and size, and as a former cargo ship optimized for interior space, has room enough for the pilot and all its desired accommodations plus space for unsold treasure, although things get rather cramped on the rare occasion company is on board.

Honse does not pay taxes.

Fanart by PerilousWinter!
awakened my first familiar-sable feathercroak-on 8/31/21!
my first level 25-1/1/22!

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Mantarune

Familiar

Those who venture into deep waters may see a glimmer in the distance: avoid it.

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Wave Sweeper

Familiar

Patrolling the shallows, it sweeps all who would challenge it aside.

9000

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Leatherback Wave Sweeper

Familiar

In the depths of Leviathan Trench, massive schools of wave sweepers create a wall of light.

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Stone Borer

Familiar

The armor plating on this golem was designed to withstand a cave-in. Deflecting a claw is no challenge.

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