Jack of Harts

The Roderan are not generally considered a cheerful race. There are also not gifted with an overabundance of trust. Unless they trust that people they deal with will be untrustworthy. The universe is full of people who have betrayed them, and those who have not yet betrayed them. They do not generally make a big deal about that. Such things are a part of life. And death. They are always waiting for the next reversal. And in the good times between reversals, they eat, drink, and boast about how friendly the universe is to everyone. Especially to them. Arguments between Roderan over who the universe has been more friendly to are something of a national sport, and they excel at it.

The Roderan are veritable giants at first glance, with their average height being well above the two meter or six foot measurement that most people use. Their more imposing figures achieve half-again that height, with the massive girths to match. The Roderan do not tend to be tall and thin. They are big and massive slabs of humanity. They usually choose their diplomats to Earth from the lower end of their size spectrum, but when a proper Roderan soldier from their largest populations shows up, it can be a true revelation in the concept of scale they bring to the table. The Roderan grow up big on their homeworlds.

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