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Cxaornin was in the Ovir talking to Xarth from the Haqux. "I am more than aware of the animosity shown by others towards us. I expected it but sometimes I find there are some, who are more than happy to capitlise on making things difficult for us."
"All I can say Cxao is what I have seen since I have been here. You, your race is not an exception to those who perhaps have good reason not to like other races. Take the Jogarth for instance. Not many who like them.
You don't have to and that is the key to all of this. Maybe for the one who hates you there are ten who like you. I like those odds don't you?" Cxao nodded. "Even beyond the Akademy you can't expect everyone to love you. There will always be those who don't like you, dislike you and even despise you. Accept it and move on.
Maweana had gotten the attention of Kelawi and Edram, curious about her gills? She had made some minor adjustments to the filter. Looking on, they had been intrigued. "I have to change the filters regularly." She turned so they could see the device, attached to her, next to her chest.
"Any news from home?" "Meladi asked me if I knew anything. I would not tell her, if I did. Her Parentia has a lot to answer for,
I am assured, someday will, answer for, creating this war between us.
Laksiau has been attacked. Succhara forces, raided. Took the harvest that we would have had from them.
This is the third one, they have seized. If it continues we are going to have problems on our worlds feeding out people."
"Your homeworld is huge." "Since the civil war, growing food supplies is problematic. You know that we went from genetically modified to chemically enhanced foods. Works well with our fluids but we still needed the harvests.
The scorching of grounds where crops used to grow by would be invaders including the Sucharra, makes the ground sterile. Seeds won't propagate. Why we took our revenge on the others to seize their harvests and other resources, especially those we knew the Sucharra would have."
"Like so many, we have enemies." "Ortora!" "I have just heard the news. We have managed to grab back what they took from us. Destroying two of their craft in the process. Two less to worry about when it comes to the next battle." Ortora had no time for the Sucharra.
"Majeni was not smiling when I told her the news." "I quite like Cxao, he is cute." Maweana had that look on her face that Kelawi knew, meant she was up to something. "Spill!" "What?" "You are up to." Edram shook his head.
"That would not be nice. I like Cxao as well. I would not let you lead him on and take advantage of my friend."
"Well it was only a thought." Edram sat down again. "They are picking the teams for the tournaments."
"Ocasa for me, is a firm favorite." "I think Xugan will be worth watching. As for Velicia." "I'm surprised you like her."
"Her brothers are a nightmare. Even for us females to get to talk to her." "Once you do, I found she is intelligent, witty and likeable. Also she did not prejudge me simply on my race."
"A relief. Though I can't say I have seen a lot of race hate here, which given the numbers surprises me."
"I think the threat of expulsion in extreme cases is a good deterrent?"
They do not breathe through noses like us. There is if you look at a Vendaran, the light outline on their faces of what would have been a nose. They take air through gills. Located at the third median of their thorax. A small device allows a filter to be deployed. That can be changed depending on where they are.
A small shield protects the device from being damaged or blocked. Anyone attempting to remove the device will be in for a shock, literally. It activates the defense unit, delivering a potent wash of energy.
The filter can be adapted to work, in most conditions. Temperature and humidity balanced to ensure the wearer gets the best out of their environment.
Anatomy and physiology are similar to Humana and their DNA is almost identical. Their skeleton includes 3 extra vertebrae. Why most are 7ft tall (Average height for their race.).
Do not, have blood as we know it. Theirs is a fluid, that carries cells and also bio organic, minute organisms.
Proteins, carbohydrates and other necessities are taken in as per normal re diet.
They also have, what is called a 'Marker' attached to their body.
The Marker shows their allegiance to their 'Overlord. All Vendarans have what we might call clans.
Each one has its Overlords. In the civil war that happened between the Vendaran's. There are two factions.
The Rebels Commanded by Sdaeke, the rebel leader who challenged the male supremacy and executed the Overlords who were her masters.
'The Sacot Imperillium'..(Think of them as a group of Overlords with priests and priestesses.
They were the original Vendaran seed and purebred.)
To surrender, you had to give up your Marker in return for theirs or have it taken off you often resulting in death.
The Overlords have their own protectors who carry a weapon called a Calibista. A laser type lance capable of taking off your head with ease.
Their races invade worlds and turn some of the inhabitants, into what are called Clonectics. When the species is taken, their fluids are flushed and replaced by what is known as Clossitrial fluid. A small sac within the chest, contains enzymes and adrenalin, absorbed when the Clonectic is under attack or threat.
All of them carry a weapon similar to the Calibista known as the Clac. Smaller, lighter and still deadly.
Princess Orphea, Imperiatta of the Sucharra home worlds is an enemy of the Vendarans.
She will take by force, Vendaran Serfdoms forcing them to pay her, what they would have paid the Vendarans or simply raiding them, stealing resources and more.
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