Muud

  The flirtatious Mechanic and Engineer of the Weaving Pirates. He’s quite good when he actually does his bloody job.

  Muud was never raised by his own kind, from the moment he sprouted, he lived among a not-so-kind Apex based scientific group. There were plenty of tests to see if he was intelligent, and plenty more to test his physical abilities. Chemicals, tests and tests and tests. His first memories were pain and fire.

  It gets to the point, when he’s big enough, he rages against them. Killing and driving off every single one. It was a blind, pained rage. But it cemented his hate for Apex. The days alone in the empty place of his torture almost drove him mad, but it’s also when he honed the skill of working with mechanical things.

  It was during this point that Sar came, offering him a hand. And asked if he wanted to join the crew. Now, Muud, having never seen any sort of other intelligent being, the the back-lit spidery being looked to be some sort of angel. And he fell in love with the being.

  He learned to talk more. But didn’t have the same accent as other Floran. And he seemed to have dropped saying Floran all the time. His lisp is barely there.

  So Muud, that’s what the scientists called him, joined the crew. He started to feel happy with the other living beings and every new one that talked to him made his heart flutter. Unless they were an Apex. But thankfully, the crew didn’t have any Apex. 

  And then he learned what the flutter was, he learned flirting. And he learned that he loved all sorts of people. And that he also didn’t like “working.” He became quite the smooth talker, with any sort of person. Often bringing people he liked onto the ship to talk (or… “talk”) with them more. 

   His enjoyment of talking to people often shows through, even when he isn’t flirting. He offers advice during fights, correcting form or saying how his own position had been weak.

  Lazy when it comes to his job, he often tries to worm his way out of it. Using any method he can. Nothing seems to work with Sar though. Intimidation (he’s taller then Sar by quite a bit, so… how is Sar scary?), flirtation (This actually made Sar befuddled and almost agree at least three times), and straight up asking for time off (this works *sometimes*)

  He keeps the ship’s mood light by being a perky little plant. As long as the medic is careful around him.

Stats:

STR:11
INT:17
WIS:13
DEX:17
CON:10
CHR:15