Duster

An alien.  Her biology appears to be that of a living suit.  She stands at about 8 feet tall.  (in reality, she is a hivemind collective of 4 Paramites piloting the same body; with the one on her head being the "main" one that leads.)

Despite how she is often silent and intimidating, she cares about others.  She does not speak much, and doesn't see the point in conversation unless she really has something to say.  She appreciates those she can comfortably sit with in silence, enjoys looking out on landscapes bathed in moonlight.

Her homeworld is a desert planet; the entire surface of the planet is nothing but sand and dunes, all water trapped deep underneath the surface, and only present in small oases.  The days are scorching hot, and the nights are freezing cold, and frequent sandstorms batter the landscape.  Above the surface rolls a thick atmosphere of dust storms and clouds.

Her build allows her to endure the harsh conditions present on her planet.  Not many other living things can be found on the planet's surface.

Many space travelers who find her planet often crash, and seldom survive for very long.  She has become used to giving those who crash on her planet respectful burials, before scrapping their ships for parts before they are lost to the sands.  She hopes to some day build her own ship from the parts she has acquired, and escape her planet to travel the stars.

Duster has no mouth and doesn't "eat" in the traditional sense; instead, she filter feeds from the air or space around her, which her suit automatically filters for her.  Excess "waste" is expelled in the form of smoke from the vents on her face.

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