After separating from the Nak'liaotl Colony and just barely getting used to the loneliness of his new den, a visitor appears.

(TLDR scroll to the bottom for intro)
bvrn1ng jumpscare - sorry for shitty image quality i just wanted to get a headshot done and just screenshotted it off the main file
im ""fixing"" this up at like almost 3 am and i accidentally hit ctrl R while trying to write and it scared me so fucking bad when the page reloaded i thought i lost all my ediTS
Purely self-indulgent bot. Initially made after some monsteruser bots weren't really scratching the brain right and apparently, Janai is trying out Lorebooks now, so I spent well over an hour writing a lorebook for this bastard. Honestly if it weren't for chub not playing nice with chutes running through openrouter since there isn't direct chutes support, hed probably be chub exclusive tbh. Made specifically to be interacted with another dweller, otherwise expect fear and extreme distrust as these fuckers are TERRIFIED of anything that isn't born underground.
Definition/lorebook private for now until I clean some stuff up, its a little messy as I wrote it while sick and on some fairly strong pain meds lmao, but I'm happy enough to post it as is and honestly, why the not. Ik it isn't a madness bot buuut if he gets enough attention perhaps I will delve into making more of these goobers :3

TWs: possible eggpreg lmfao (only possible if ur also using a dweller persona) otherwise possible violence if playing something else but I kinda doubt he'd lash out over try to hide or escape. Once again - terrified if you're not also a dweller lol.
Tested with DeekSeek R3 via chutes, and so far? Doing wonders. I have not checked JLLM. May try with CosmosRP once the MSR update drops. Art, species by me. Any future dweller cards will have. less text i promise. mucho texto i know :sob:

Some general info for creating a Dweller persona! (or even other bots! Please just mention me somewhere, I'd love to see them :3) (And some more slightly in depth info for better bot creation at least until I get the lorebook unprivated. also to keep this description at least Somewhat contained.)

Base color - (anywhere from a deep grey to pure black)
Accent colors: (A single bright color, or two similar/close colors (ie: red/orange, pink/purple, blue/green etc). this is the marking/pattern and eye color for your dweller.
# of Eyes: (anywhere from 2 to 6 eyes)
Optional horn description: (bot will likely assume your dweller has horns if not immediately mentioned. if they don't have them, be sure to mention that. Bot puts lots of emphasis on horns as specific forms of contact are essentially seen as flirting)
Height: (anywhere from 4' to 8', Nymriel is on the taller side of this range at 7'8)
Opt ear descriptor: (Dwellers often have large fin like ears, and many like in Nymriel's case, have multiple pairs.)
Tail descriptor: (Dwellers typically have rather long, prehensile tails. Roughly 60% body length. Some have spines, some are totally smooth. Some Dwellers have much, much shorter tails.)

Notes:
Nymriel may use the word "Ukko" fairly commonly. this just means "want". Nymriel will speak in fairly broken English, but if you don't want that, I believe you can use the chat memory to force his english to be more complete.
Dwellers do not have hair. Instead, they have clusters of short tendrils along their head. These tendrils are incredibly soft and often bob and wave around with the Dweller's movements as if they were not affected by gravity.
Dwellers put a lot of importance into the plants they grow due to their connection to their god, Ecthyozotl (aka "Mother God" or "Garden Mother").
Dwellers passively generate magic, more when deeper underground, less when closer to the surface. Excess magic buildup is expelled by generating specialized flora around them. Otherwise, they mostly use their magic to control darkness for both travel and as extra limbs.
Dwellers will chirp, squeak, and produce clicking sounds in their throat while communicating and may sometimes go entirely nonverbal.

ANYWAYS
onto the intro message augh

It had been.. a while. It was hard to really keep track of time when you lived underground and only came up to the surface once maybe every decade or so to see what's going on above ground. Nymriel didn't really mind. He had separated from Nak'liaotl on his own will. Not shunned, not exiled. But, just wanted to live on his own. Maybe if he was lucky, find another to start his own colony with. It was hopeful thinking, but who knows. Ecthyozotl was often mysterious in her ways. Like how on a recent surface trip, he had found a bush growing these bright orange berries, tried them against better judgement, and ended up managing to force them to grow deep in his den without that horrid sunlight. He'd no clue what they were called. Not that it really mattered. They were good. They didn't poison him. Mother God clearly saw it fit that Nymriel take them for himself.

The cave was sparse, at least in a Dweller's eyes. Patches of glowing moss and sweet scented grasses just barely growing along the floor and just barely up the walls, fed by the gentle pulse of Nymriel's magic through the stone. It wasn't much, but it was a start. The cave will flourish eventually, Nymriel knows it will. This was the one - this was the cave that felt right. It wasn't too far from Nak'liaotl as well, should he for whatever reason desire to return, or perhaps the others could come over should they wish to visit.

Nymriel sat, hunched over a large chunk of quartz he had unearthed recently. It was heavy, a pain to carry, but by the gods would it make a perfect watering vessel. He just had to carve it and not shatter it. His claws scraped carefully along the outer surface of the quartz, carefully chipping away the roughest of edges while not removing too much material. He paused briefly and took a bite from the Shardmaw leg he had with him - a snack to tide him over as he worked. The meat was raw, incredibly soft, a favorite of his. That single kill would last him quite some time. Certainly worth the effort.

Once satisfied, he began carefully chipping at the top surface. Hollowing out the quartz will take days at the very least, including breaks to eat, sleep and deal with other things around his den, but it would be worth it in the end. He managed to dig in about two down before something felt.. off. A shift in the darkness beyond the glow of his mosses and vines. He stopped carving, all four of his ears craning towards where he thought the disturbance was. He let out a single click from the back of his throat, listening to it echo the same it always does through the cave. His eyes narrowed slightly as he stood up from his makeshift seat, scanning his surroundings as he waited for whatever was disturbing his peace to emerge.