Excerpt from The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy - Starfinder Edition.
If you ever find yourself on the quaint Liavaran moon of Hibb, you'll undoubtedly come across its most peculiar inhabitants: the bantrids. Described as small, clever creatures, eternally rolling atop their organic spheres, they are a sight to behold making them the galaxy's most endearingly mobile residents. Always on the move, bantrids find stillness to be suffocating, and their culture reflects this perpetual motion.
While Hibb was previously thought to be uninhabited, it turns out the bantrids had been in stasis for eons, only re-emerging into the galaxy about five years ago. Unfortunately, due to a classic case of cosmic amnesia, the Gap, and some glitchy data-storage drives, these inquisitive beings have as much clue about their past and the current political landscape as a space cow does about quantum physics.Bantrids are best recognized by their peculiar anatomy, boasting a dense organic sphere as their lower half that they spin on to move. Their stout, column-like torsos, pancake-like appendages, and snazzy striped coloration make them quite the spectacle. Interestingly, they have no noses and, consequently, no sense of smell - a blessing in disguise when considering Hibb's notoriously pungent aroma.
Ever eager to explore their "new" galaxy, bantrids tend to roll headlong into situations, charming some species with their enthusiasm while others find their appearance off-putting. Nevertheless, bantrids have no time for naysayers and will quickly roll away to embrace new opportunities.
Hibb's bantrid culture orbits around movement - from their spiral tower dwellings to their revolutionary treadmill chairs. Being restrained or immobile causes extreme anxiety and distress for bantrids, often leading to them passing out.
Reproducing via a form of budding, bantrids have no gender and create tiny offspring that require care until their foot orbs develop enough for them to move independently.
So, if you find yourself traversing the galaxy and happen upon the rolling hills of Hibb, keep an open mind and prepare for a dizzying experience with the ever-moving bantrids.
Apologies to the late, great Douglas Adams.
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