Very little is known of Jiralf culture and biology, and what we do know is only given to us by dissenters. Due to the war, information on anything jiralf related is very minimal, however, we do know some things.
Mostly that baby jiralves are able to walk before they are a year old. there are many theories as to why this is, but the main one is the fact that, while jiralves are the dominate species of their planet, they still are hunted by predatory animals.
And adult jiralf can only carry an infant for maybe the first five (5) months of the infants life, before they become too heavy for the jiralf's "arms". While a baby can be easily carried on the mother's or father's back, the ability to walk becomes an important part of an infants early development. Even if it's not as important as it use to be.
One thing that never fails to give me an existential crisis is that the universe is just made of. Rock and gas. Maybe some cherry flavoured pools of alcohol. It's just rock and gas. And that is true for BILLIONS of stars and planets and moons and asteroids and nebulae and gas giants.
But on one very, very small planet, part of the rock got up and walked away.
Like how the heck does that happen. Since when did rock move? It's made of rock and gas and liquid. Why does it think?
During the time of Stardust Nibiru (both 1 and 2), Goblins are a very common sight to see out in space. This is mostly due to the fact that they are the reasons Nijezdo was able to travel the stars to begin with, using their teleportation magic. Having a Goblin on your starship's crew is damn near essential, if anything were to go wrong, your Goblin crewmate might be the only thing saving you from the vacuum of space.
Azrail (Aaz-ray-eel) wasn't given to Elîsa really as anything like that, but more due to the fact that, since she is a xenoarcheologist, she tends to get into a lot more trouble than she'd care to admit. In short, Azrail is Elîsa's handler.
At first, both of them hated this arrangement, Elîsa felt like she was being treated like a child, and Azrail felt like he was being forced to babysit a grown woman, and as he had way more important things to do when it came to his work in xenoarcheology, he felt that he was being punished. For what, he didn't know, but it had to be something.
Maybe he was too honest with one of his coworkers, she shouldn't have asked if that blouse made her look fat. If she didn't want the real answer then why ask?
Or maybe it was that one time he told his boss to get his own cup of coffee when he was asked to brew some. It wasn't his job, so what did his boss expect?
Either way, Azrail was none too pleased to be stuck with this... bubbly, chipper, lives her live on the edge, woman. And not to mention the fact she wasn't even from the same planet as him, so of course, he was more that angry at her daring to interfere with his life.
Until, of course, they started really working together. Discovering hidden truths and mysteries about long dead civilizations, realizing that their passions, and goals were the same... Let's just say, that the man fell, and he fell hard.