Translations:Gene/1/en

Gene is a shop owner runs a store on Myrellion.

Appearance

Gene is big. Like, really big. From the top of his head to the tip of one of his thin, bulbous-tipped twin tails, the maroon colored wyvern-shaped sentient reaches at least forty feet long. Most of that you can’t see when he is behind his counter, ivory wing-claws clutching the surface and looming over it; however the fans of those bat-like wings, folded away though they might be, are always evident. Fully unfurled his wing span must be more than ten yards. His skin is fairly smooth, closer to hairless mammalian than scaly reptilian, however he does not have nipples. He dresses in the remnants of an old space suit, carapace and tough, tight-fitting fabrics around the joints, bare on the arms. At a guess it’s from the 24th century. Quaint to your eyes, but you’d imagine breathtakingly futuristic to any native.

Facially Gene looks human enough - albeit a very large human, with horn plating his lips and chin. He has full, broad, straight nosed, shaven features that would not look out of place in some classical Persian epic. It would have to be one with a lot of jokes in it, because he never seems far from breaking out into a big, toothy grin, behind which a long, purple tongue is always waiting to wag. He has a mane of brown hair and yellow, hawkish eyes. Adder-like black squares pattern his heavily corded neck and shoulders.

Incongruous to his bestial, fleshy frame are his gray, synthetic, four fingered arms, connected to him via a harness around his lower torso. These are usually folded primly on the counter, and obviously allow the fanfir to do manual tasks he’d otherwise struggle with. He moves and gestures with them as easily as if they were his own.

His carapace bottoms have a suggestively large codpiece.