Wroarongia the Annihilator

Stomping through the door (the sound made much less intimidating by the lowered gravity) came in the ship's chief engineer. If you have never been off of the planet Earth or have ever seen a Dylidaemon from the planet Loan-2, then the best way one could describe them in case you ever came across them would be that of an 8-foot tall hulking humanoid alligator. Their scales usually come in a shade of green or grey (though at first glance you wouldn't tell the difference), their arms tipped with spikes, their arms and legs with clawed talons, their jaws strong enough to bite through Ambercrombian alloy.

When the NIN came to Loan-2, the Dylidaemon were nothing but a savage species of carnivorous humanoids trapped in their tribal stage on a swampy little planet orbiting a red giant. The NIN managed to rescue the species just before their sun went supernova and were relocated to an NIN colony planet renamed New Loan, where they have become just another sentient life-form that ran the NIN. Acclimating them to the new "lifestyle" that came with being a part of the NIN was surprisingly easy, as the earliest Dylidaemons that joined them believed that the Ascendiaries and the various NIN members were gods who had saved them from catastrophe and thus agreed to whatever they demanded. Granted it was difficult to curb their instinctual propensity for **** and their very high protein diet, but it didn't take long before these reptilian hulks were in diapers and biting down on toy animals instead of real ones.

Wroarongia - at times preferring to be called "Wroarongia the Annihilator", "Wroarongia the Destroyer", "Wroarongia the Destructor" and "Wroarongia the M.O.T.H.E.R., come change me now" - was the ships' chief engineer. He was by far the strongest member of the group, his hyper-crib's energy emissions keeping his body at peak physical conditions like with the rest of the crews, giving him massing pectoral muscles that made him an impressive specimen.

"Wroarongia, you're up earlier than usual. Good to see you up."

Wroarongia gave a frightful roar that would have stricken terror those with the weakest wills that the universal translators explained to be a "why thank you captain. That was probably the best dream I've had in weeks."

"Are the engines at full-capacity for warp?"

Wroarongia gave a shriek right in his face, his large tale wagging and diaper crinkling as it did, which translated to "I ran full diagnostics last night and everything was in order. I just need to run morning diagnostics and we should be ready to go."