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SUBJECT: THE VOX
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((Credited to Zachary Winkler.))
Vox
There is an old Voxian saying, “ Your Life is worth living so long as you're worth something.” This maxim is inherently true for this avian race of brigands, pirates, thieves, scoundrels, and politicians.
The Vox are a race of feathered avian predators who hail from the mountainous world of Vajatakan. Their homeworld formed close to its energetic system star, Bakan. This coupled with its low surface water and atmospheric pressure prevented most plant life from forming on the surface of Vajatakan and also caused all of the creatures to develop oxygenated muscle tissue. Unlike other species the Vox carry Nitrogen in their specialized blood cells to oxygenated muscle tissues to perform cellular ATP functions. Vox have an exceedingly long natural life span. They can live for hundreds of years, though such occurrences are rare.
Given the harsh nature of their world the Vox have a colored culture based on survival. It was not uncommon for Vox children or adults to betray each other when working together combats survival. To prevent infighting, as their population grew to master their planet, the Vox eventually formed the Inviolate, a set of tenets by which all Vox are expected to live. The first and if not most important of which is “Never waste resources you can use.”
First contact was made with the Vox by the Skrell who encountered a Voxian ship on the fringes of their solar system. The Skrell welcomed the Vox on their ship, a costly mistake as they were soon evicted from it in their own escape pods. Triumphant; the Voxians returned to Vajatakan with bluespace technology, thus leading to Human first contact with the Vox. Weeks later a ship populated with a team of 6 Vox marauders coordinate an impressive heist against an Einstein Engines Battlestar, stealing many combat suits, and schematics for their RPDS. After hearing word of this event, other companies make their moves to greet, and possibly even hire the new species. Since then most of the galaxy regards the Vox as nothing more than pesky thieves though the Vox care little. There are many slang remarks other races use to denote when someone is being unscrupulous that refer to Vox. Due to speciesism and the negative impact their mere presence seems to have on a system many fringe colonies create mock trade shows filled with objects they know Vox are interested in when Vox descend upon the colony.
The Vox normally have long, complex names, composed of a long string of descriptive titles, clan affiliations, notable jobs, military service, and physical or mental features of note. For example: Stalwart Second-Deck Overseer of Rolling-Wave, He of Many Quills, Lancer of the Third Wing, Strong-arm, Born to Yellow-Tree.
The Vox are lead by the oldest and wealthiest of themselves, referred as the Shoal. These Vox decide galactic policy and often command entire legions of Vox Raiders for themselves. Some of the Shoal has recently been contacted by the Syndicate; though the nature of such contact is currently unknown.
The Vox are a superstitious race. Clouds are rare on Vajatakan and the sighting of one is considered an ill omen. As plants and trees are also in short supply on Vajatakan being called “Treeless” is akin to being poor and weak in a Voxian society. The Vox believe that everything in existence, be it a plant, animal, mountain or tool has a metaphysical weight. This weight is impressed upon those that own, or take after the thing in question. Having a “weighted soul” is a term of endearment for the elderly or dying Vox as it is believed this metaphysical weight is used to barter passage into the afterlife with Likari, the Voxian singular god.
Reproduction is a calculated thing for the Vox. Before a child is conceived the projected worth of the child is brought into question. How much resources and time the child would possibly require is compared to what the child is projected to add to Voxian society. Often if complications arise raising or birthing a child it is left to fend for itself.
Love and attachment is a complicated thing for Vox. “Giving” of any sort without mutual benefit is near unheard of. To woo a companion male Vox would trade an item of worth to “purchase” affection from female counterparts.
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