Quote: "Yes, it is easy to forget that I'm female merely because my species was gifted with a bit of natural decency, and a lack of maternal instincts and... mammary glands."

Biography
Lashnar was born on a colony world of the Helexith Coalition, where, like nearly all of her kind, she was soon drafted into the huge war machine of the Mahlok. However, she proved to be difficult to control, and when the Mahlok tried to make use of her for breeding purposes as she approached the third stage of her life cycle, she killed several of their chosen mates, claiming they were too weak to deserve her. She then managed to escape the breeding facility using her surprising cunning, but the Mahlok later recaptured her. They decided she was too intelligent and rebellious for the Helexith army proper, so they sold her as a slave into Human territory. There, she met the mercenary Grimm III on the border worlds of Leo/Kuro, and together they fought for the freedom of many Slashrim slaves. Afterward, she felt she owed the mercenary a great debt, so she agreed to help him on his missions. Today, the two of them still work together, with Lashnar gladly serving as muscle or even as a distraction, and never questioning her partner's motives. She seems to have no overall goals in life, but she does vaguely hope of one day joining the Vasha Greeshakk and his Free Slashrim.

Description
Lashnar is a gigantic and vicious stage-three Slashrim Zrillak with a row of spines running down her back from her nose to the tip of her tail. Alongside these spines are rows of black stripes adorning her deep red skin. Muscular, scarred, and monstrous, most Humans would never take Lashnar for a female, so they merely refer to her as "him." Since this is the case with all Slashrim when dealing with other species, Lashnar usually ignores it, only becoming offended if a person who has already been informed of her gender later forgets it. Unlike many rebel Slashrim, Lashnar does not seem to hate the Mahlok so much as she hates her own kind for being so weak and stupid as to fall under their spell. She often feels ashamed of her heritage. Her greatest hope is that one day, with Greeshakk's help, the Slashrim can finally become a species of which she can proudly call herself a member. In the meantime, she is content to take out her anger on her enemies, whoever they may currently be.