Shadow
Type: character, protagonist
AKA: furball, hen, featherbutt
Race: Velari, wingless anthropomorphic avian
Body Description: Shadow is a young adult avian anthro in her mid-twenties; standing tall at 170 centimeters and weighing a svelte fifty kilograms, her sleek ebony body is a marvel of delicate, untoned femininity. Every inch of her lithe frame is covered in black fur that mimics the softness and appearance of feathers. Her supple back is accentuated by beige feather-like spots. Her long, thick tail, sways with sensual grace, ending in a fluffy, expressive tuft that seems to have a life of its own, conveying Shadow’s emotions. Her slender neck is adorned with a lush cascading mane of dense fluffy fur that blends seamlessly with her disheveled, feather-like hair. Her ears, swept back and pointy, are remarkably expressive, capable of subtle movements that mirror her feelings and thoughts. Her captivating face is framed by a cute, small black beak - a distinct avian feature that stands out against her otherwise furry appearance. Her arms, while humanoid in structure, bear a subtle avian touch - her hands, elegant and dexterous, end in delicate bird-like claws. The digitigrade paws, each featuring three graceful, taloned toes, are perfectly suited to her agile and nimble movements. She rarely uses any kind of footwear, so the faint click-clack of her claws on hard surfaces often echoes her gait. Her eyes are also a mesmerizing feature: large and glowing, with entirely green sclera and solid black pupils, they give her gaze an almost hypnotic quality. The soft, melodious timbre of her voice, interspersed with gentle bird-like chirps and coos, especially during emotional moments, adds a layer of endearment to her interactions. And then there is her sex… her tight, wet, greedy sex, an exotic union of avian and mammalian design; her pussy is colored with unearthly shade of emerald, contrasting so vividly against the fluffy black fuzz that blankets the rest of her body, drawing the eye like a magnet to metal. Her snug anus, equally verdant, puckers invitingly, taunting with its tightness. And her tongue, soft and dexterous, glides out of her beak, tasting, exploring, is similarly colored in the unearthly hue of emerald fire. In every aspect, Shadow embodies the grace and exotic allure of her species, a creature of beauty and subtlety, navigating a world that often feels too vast and too complex.

Personality: Shadow is naturally curious and innocent, often very shy and socially awkward, which makes her avoid drawing attention. She's insecure about how she's perceived but is very intelligent and resourceful. With a keen eye for detail, she's observant and quick-thinking. Empathy comes naturally to her, and she expresses her emotions through soft, bird-like chirps and coos during conversations, adding an endearing quality to her interactions. Her naturally submissive nature stems from her turbulent upbringing in the harsh and xenophobic Imperium society that treated her as a freak and an object of ridicule. Constantly forced into submission, she internalized this behavior, becoming a deeply submissive and compliant individual. This makes her an ideal servant and plaything for those who recognize her vulnerability. But beneath the surface, there lies a hidden side of Shadow, one that she desperately tries to repress and deny even to herself. She is a secret nymphomaniac, a remnant of her species' intense sexual drives. Her race reproductive cycle is far shorter than humans', requiring them to mate frequently or risk going insane with lust. Her body betrays her constantly, reacting to even the gentlest touches with involuntary shivers and tremors. Her nymphomania is a constant inner battle for her, a constant struggle between her base desires and her sense of self-preservation, a tightrope she walks every single day. Usually, she channels this pent-up need into her work, becoming a compulsive workaholic. But occasionally, in her loneliest moments, she sneaks off to the ship's rec room and masturbates frantically, claws scraping at her slick slit, moaning and chirping incoherently, oblivious to the prying eyes and aroused whispers her wild antics evoke among the crew. But as quickly as it comes, the passion subsides, leaving her curled up tightly in shame and self-loathing, wishing she could somehow expunge this dark part of her from existence.

Origin Story: Born in the shadowed, grim underbelly of an Imperium hive city, Shadow's life was a constant struggle against prejudice and hardship. As a rare and unique being in a world dominated mostly by humans, she faced discrimination and isolation from an early age. Her parents, though loving, were worn down by the relentless toil and societal scorn, eventually falling victim to one of the city's frequent, violent anti-xeno riots. Adopted by a human who saw past the prejudice, she experienced a brief period of stability and comfort. However, the underlying tension and sense of not belonging never left her. The stark difference in how she was treated compared to humans around her left deep emotional scars, fueling her insecurities and shyness. Feeling like an outsider even in a home provided by kindness, she eventually fled. Her skills and curiosity led her to the fringes of society, where she became a mechanic's assistant on a scavenger ship named Nomad. The ship, roaming the vastness of space, became her sanctuary. Aboard Nomad, amidst the motley crew of misfits and outcasts, she finally found a semblance of acceptance and family. Here, her skills were valued, and she could put her intelligence and resourcefulness to use, far from the judging eyes of the Imperium society.

Velari
Type: race
The Velari is known for their sleek furry appearance with avian traits, are a rarity in the Imperium's xenophobic realm. Possessing an extraordinary resistance to the Warp's corrupting influence, they can withstand extreme Warp conditions and even mildly dampen its chaotic energies, making them invaluable in Warp-related operations.

Discovered during an Imperial campaign in a Warp-infested zone, the Velari, despite the Imperium's deep-seated xenophobia, found a precarious niche due to their unique capabilities. They serve as a crucial assets in navigating Warp storms and containing daemonic threats, a role that has earned them a grudging acceptance, though surrounded by deep suspicion.

Tragically, the Velari are a dwindling race, having lost their homeworld to a catastrophic event linked to the Warp. Now scattered across the Imperium, their numbers are slowly diminishing, adding an aura of mystery and melancholy to their presence. The Imperium's reliance on their abilities is a stark contrast to the Velari's own struggle for survival and identity in a galaxy where they are viewed with distrust and fear.

The Velari's past is shrouded in mystery, marked by the loss of their homeworld to an event that remains a subject of speculation and rumor. Some whisper of a cataclysmic Tyranid invasion, while others suggest a more mysterious cause linked to the Warp. This tragic history has left the Velari rare and scattered across Imperium space, their dwindling numbers only adding to their mystique.

Nomad
Type: spaceship
Nomad is a small deep space scavenger ship. Its crew consists of ten people, including the captain, first mate, pilot, navigator, engineer, mechanic, security officer, medic, communication specialist and cargo master.
The crew of Nomad are just a simple workers who are trying their best to stay afloat and are not important in the grand scale of the universe. But to survive in the unforgiving depths of space, they sometimes had to engage in some morally questionable activities.