More scribblings on the Daemon race from my scifi world, Stellarmass. You can see variations of faces, skin, and marking types in my Stellarmass gallery.

Daemons are a species that hail from the planet Fios. Fios has two moons, and four continents. It is a very wet planet, and tends to be rather dark, chilly, and rainy. Most large predators have been driven away from inhabited areas and it is considered relatively safe. A year takes 400 days to orbit its sun, called Puk.

Daemons have evolved to suit their environment. They build up layers of fat to insulate against the chill, and they are remarkably good swimmers. Their wrinkly skin made it hard for predators to prey on them, as grabbing one would just mean a faceful of teeth and claws anway. They can fully turn within their own skin, which is quite stretchy and strong. As a result, they are rather fond of the sport of wrestling as managing to keep a hold of another is a challenge.

As opportunistic scavengers, Daemons prefer meat that has 'aged' or, has begun to rot a little. Their teeth are mainly there to allow them to pluck every last bit of meat off a bone without missing a scrap. They also will eat fruit and vegetables that have begun to rot and ferment as well. They like their stuff nice and mushy and strong in flavor. They make an alcohol that is strong enough to kill an average human, since their tolerance to intoxication is so high. Some are safe enough for other species, since it relies more on taste than it's alcohol content. Just read the bottle before drinking. Many have evolved their pallate, and have taken to the art of cooking. You can expect fine dining on the planet, even if they are all still eating rotten meat. But now they have little cakes for desert!

Daemons are seldom unclothed. Not because they are ashamed of nudity, but because they like to show off. They tend to spend a lot of time complimenting each other, as it is an important part of their social structure. Most of their clothing is waterproof, due to the constant rain.

Daemons are also...rather sex positive. They have no qualms having sex where and when they want, as long as they are not rude and disturbing someone else. Like, don't have sex right next to someone trying to sleep. That's rude and inconsiderate, and Daemons are all about being considerate. They are super open and will just outright ask permission to have sex with someone, which can take more moderate races by surprise. Every year they have a ritual sex party in order to ensue the world stays fertile and full of life. They cheerfully invite other races to join, but few do. They have had very few wars as a result, as 'make love, not war' is a tried and true strategy for any conflict.

They don't really marry, but they will stay with someone whom they are very fond of. Child raising is done by the community as well as the parents who conceived them. The whole community is their family.

Daemons don't have a 'sex' in terms of something like xx and xy for human beings. They are all different, and seem to have a completely random assortment of genitals that defy the binary norm. Despite that, all of them are compatible with each other in able to have children. It just, works, and they don't really concern themselves with trying to put it all in a box. They tend to call each other things like 'sir', or 'madam', but that is up to the wishes of the one being addressed. Like I said, they like to be fancy and give each other long and elaborate titles. They mostly go with 'They' and leave it at that.

They have moderately high technology slightly more advanced than humans. They are space faring and have gotten in contact with other species long before humans arrived.

Their main contributions to the Galaxy are

- Cures for any and all STDs/STIs (As wells as for some other diseases not related)
- Skilled tailors and craftsmen
- Fine dining and skilled chefs
- Being incredibly friendly, perhaps tieing with Reracks as the friendliest races of the Galaxy