The Ri’jt’ar are a tough-minded and conservative species, Pseudoreptilias tenax, given to the rule of law over individual freedoms and a communal lifestyle, contemplating the long-term consequences of their actions, and in general being sensible if somewhat resistant to change.
There are two notable individuals of this species who break the rules, the massively-built but brilliant Dasaelos of Caste Gurao, a powerful warlord and fearsome in personal combat, and his defective first attempt at cloning a new body for himself, the intellectually challenged but mighty Gr’ozz.
Both are giants of the species, standing almost three meters tall and massing about 1000 kilograms each, with very different personalities despite their genetic similarity.
Dasaelos (not his real name, only a humanly pronounceable corruption of it) is narcissistic, possibly psychopathic, and pathologically afraid of death, though this apparently doesn’t dampen his lust for war and power. He wants to grab death by its metaphorical horns and wrestle it to oblivion, leaving him to outlive, well, everyone. He’s a little like the Mesopotamian hero Gilgamesh in that regard, seeking immortality even at great risk to himself. For this end, he searched for and found technology once the property of an ancient elder being, the Crawling Clone-lord, in the form of a ring made of transparent metal that taps and stores data from his brain up till the moment of death of the body that wears it. It’s sort of a repository for what might count as his “soul” which may be placed on the same finger of another body, preferably a blank-minded clone, to bring him back to life in this new body. He has a vast supply of cloned bodies on hand and in storage just for this purpose, all of which have the same cybernetic augmentations as he.
Dasaelos is a mutant, and part of his mutation involves the hormonal condition leading to his gigantism and another his malformed limbs, which would ordinarily cripple him without the bionic enhancements. The most obvious such enhancement is his left hand, a cybernetic living-metal weapon that may shift form into a variety of other tools and weapons, including a particle-beam blaster and a force-screen generator. In the form of a hand, and with his other augmentations it is capable of punching through solid concrete without injuring him, and he is capable of pressing about 10000 kilograms without noticeable fatigue for about 20 minutes.
Dasaelos is also psionically gifted, possessing the ability to manipulate nuclear forces, in his case the ability to generate and control thermonuclear plasma as a weapon. He has enough fine control over this to affect the operation of nearby fusion reactors, either by dampening reactions or causing a catastrophic detonation before shutdown can be initiated. He may also use this on nearby tactical thermonuclear weapons to prevent them from detonating.
Gr’ozz, on the other hand, is a different sort. Gentle in disposition, as the prototype of all other cloned bodies of Dasaelos he is not the brightest of the lot, more than a bit of a halfwit. He likes humans for some odd reason, as his own species, usually under orders from Dasaelos, are often trying to kill him. Humans have offered him asylum on Terra, and he knows of and has met the Mirus, even fighting by his side against their mutual enemies. Gr’ozz seems stupid, but this is a ruse. Deep within his brain is a font of brilliance, lending him his “moments of Zen,” when he conceives items of great practical wisdom even in the middle of a fight, often, though not always, leading to his victory.
Gr’ozz differs from Dasaelos physically as well. Though he shares similar bionic enhancements (upgraded by human allies) his left arm is tipped with a mass of ultra-dense, sculpted bone with the general look of a medieval spiked mace. This bone mace is grown from his own cells and was a gift to him from a young bio-psi to replace the malformed stump he had after first escaping to earth. This cannot change form, unlike Dasaelos’s cyberhand, and so Gr’ozz has developed great skill at doing things one-handed. He uses the mace for little else but smashing holes in things and general smackdowns with people who try to kill him or hurt his friends.
Gr’ozz has been described in attitude as “a big scaly teddybear,” and acts the part.
Perhaps with a fear greater than his fear of death, Dasaelos has a reason why he has attempted to have Gr’ozz terminated; He dreads the mere thought that his brilliant, calculating mind may by some chance be transferred, through his body-hopping technology, perhaps by a malicious servant seeking to betray him, into Gr’ozz’s damaged brain, to live another portion of eternity as, and I quote, “…intellect hobbled by a mindless existence, too slow-witted to realize my predicament even as the universe grows cold and dark.”
Frankly, I think that would be horrible to Gr’ozz as well, to have such a kind and congenial mind however slow replaced by that of a madman driven by fear, rage, and self-aggrandizement. The tradeoff would be bad for both, but Gr’ozz would get the worst out of the deal.