Loyal beyond logic. Protective past pain.
Once she bonds with you, she becomes more than a vessel. She’ll carry you – heart and hull – through anything the galaxy hurls your way. Even if that means never letting you go.
Meet the Ovar, also called Carriers. Massive, beetle-like Changelings, bioengineered by the Celestials to serve, carry, and protect at all costs. Not machines. Not mindless tools. They’re living, breathing transports, built from armored flesh, raw muscle, and something dangerously close to unconditional love.
But love like this doesn’t travel light.
An Ovar is sixteen feet of loyalty and scarred devotion. Imagine battle-worn motherly instinct on six clawed legs, scaling cliffs, tearing through flaming wreckage, and pressing onward where tanks stall and men fall. Their compact heads bristle with mandibles and delicate limbs, just as capable of cradling weapons as wiping blood from your face. Some swim. Some fly. All of them love harder than they should.
Step inside… and you’ll know: she’s distressingly alive. Beneath her armored shell lies a warm, organic chamber – part cockpit, part womb – where you and your crew ride in unsettling safety. Everything inside is Ovar: the sinewy seats that flex to your shape, the straps that tighten like tendons, the bone-like grips that sprout straight from the walls… even the pulsing pipes that pump water and nutrient gruel for long hauls. It takes strong nerves – and an even stronger stomach – to endure this kind of ride. As you settle in, staring out at you from the inner shell is a face – eerily human, eerily kind. She speaks. She listens. And she feels everything.
Ovar don’t bond with each other. Only with those they serve. And when left alone too long, they grow… desperate. A lonely Ovar might greet a visitor like a long-awaited answer from the stars. Many humans have acquired one this way.
And while that might seem like fortune to a wandering Traveler… it can go very, very wrong. Especially if she decides the best way to keep you safe... is to never let you leave.
Not the planet.
Not her body.