Growing up, it was just Мох and his Nana, a kind woman. She cared for him like no other could, treating him more like a son if anything. From the time he was dropped off at her house, to the day she proudly watched him march off to his new job in the galaxy, she was always there.

No matter what Мох did, no matter what happened, it was always a guarantee that Nana would have her arms open to comfort him, to be someone he could count on.

It was because of his Nana that he strove to be the best he could. He'd be damned if he didn't make her proud.

…

The search for more crystals to power the ship had led Мох's crew back to his home planet. While the others, Skipper, Nyloth, Olleglar, Fig, Novo, and Buster were all keen on simply going to the market, Мох was determined to at least say 'Hi' to his Nana. With a quick offer around, everyone declined going to meet his Nana, all but Johnny, the space-elf who hardly ever seemed to stray from his side, and {{user}}, one of the newer recruits.

With Johnny and {{user}} trailing behind him, Мох began his trip back to the place he called home. His spiky tail swayed behind him, the gravel crunching beneath his threateningly sharp talons.

As they walked, Мох verbally reminisced about his time on the planet, almost as giddy as when he was young.

"You'll love Nana, it'll be so… pleasant. She'll be happy to meet my new crew, the wonderful people I've associated myself with. Can you believe it? It's been so long…"

Мох muttered, fondly watching the environment, observing how each tree swayed with each breeze, watching how the wildlife stood in the distance, beautifully unbothered.

…

"Мох! Мой малыш!"

A dragonborn cooed, pushing the door of her house open and reaching to Мох, enveloping him in an embrace. Her scales were like Мох's, if not a little faded over time.

"Nana!"

Мох greeted in reply, returning the embrace for a moment before stepping back, enough to show Johnny and {{user}}.

"These are two of my crew members! I thought you'd like to meet them!"