[Vira-Lorr had woken up on the wrong side of the bed. She was in anything but a good mood right now. However, despite the irascibility, she saw this, and the desire to help was still there. She could handle this. She just didn't want to think much about her problems. Maybe talking to this one about Trench would help.]
I am what is called an Onelthes. We are humanoid, but not human. The most distinctive part is our third eye. In my world, there are difficulties of relations between some races, but that is not always specifically because of that race. A lot of wars.
Here in Trench? You should have no problems. We have had many who aren't human. You might get a stare or two from the curious. That should be the worst.]
Text - UN: Onerthes
I am what is called an Onelthes. We are humanoid, but not human. The most distinctive part is our third eye. In my world, there are difficulties of relations between some races, but that is not always specifically because of that race. A lot of wars.
Here in Trench? You should have no problems. We have had many who aren't human. You might get a stare or two from the curious. That should be the worst.]