Parlshan

"Do not be afraid, you who are whole, for we come in peace...and pieces!"

- The Parlshan Elder Nar'ikoh, speaking to King Roald of Varrock upon landing the Parlshan mothership to create diplomatic ties with Gielinor.

The Parlshan are an alien race that came to Gielinor to trade resources and products with other races. War-like when angered, but usually sensible and calm (and even a bit fun-loving), they are master smiths, and have the skills necessary to create weapons of unparalleled craftsmanship and power.

Appearance
The Parlshan race is incredibly varied, but they all have the same basic build. They are all made of floating bits of metal and rock, formed into a vaguely humanoid shape, and held together by their Anima Mundi. Their bodies, on average, are a dark shade of tan, but it usually depends on their surroundings, since there are records of Parlshan bodies appearing pitch-black or pure white. Each and every part gravitates around their bodies, giving them amazing flexibility. Though they appear to have a mouth near what would pass off for their stomach, Parlshan's mouths are located on the appendage that would normally pass off as a nose.

Biology
Parlshan betray their appearance in that they are actually more organic than robotic. They are incredibly intelligent, but there seems to be no sign of an organic brain. They do not have an organic heart, either, instead having what they call their "Eng", or, as English translates it, their "core".

No part of a Parlshan's body can be separated on its own unless they contract a species-specific disease, known to them as "Irike" and to English-speaking beings as "gravity rot". This debilitating sickness causes individual pieces of their bodies to start falling off. In terminal cases, the Parlshan in question will die when only their Eng and no fewer than fifteen pieces are left. Thankfully, irike is treatable, and if detected early enough, can actually be reversed, making the afflicted Parlshan regain all lost parts.

Home
The Batllfyte Galaxy is the origin of the Parlshan. No one knows how they came to live there-not even the most ancient Parlshan knows for sure how they got there. They do, however, offer an explainatory myth: "In the time of our origin, there was a plane marred by the wars of its many gods1. Countless lives were lost in these wars, but the fighting soon ended when the most powerful of that planes gods, known to humans as "Guthix" abruptly halted the crusades of death. However, the fighting had not gone unnoticed by our patron deity's father Gohrok, who was a simple bystander during the wars. Fascinated by the violence of the participants, he set off to create a plane of his own to rule with a fre'non ta2. Gohrok created the Parlshan as his people, named his galaxy Batllfyte, and eventually had his daughter Viryhnu (pronounced VERR-RYE-KNEW) rule among them as an immortal queen. Viryhnu was disgusted with her father's brutality, however, and with the help of the first Parlshan elder Rorr'ga, plotted his downfall so that she and the Parlshan could live freely. The night came when the revolt was put into action. Viryhnu invited Gohrok onto the mortal version of Batllfyte for his 150th birthday. However, she had the Parlshan chef who made the food for the party place irikon3 shavings into Gohrok's food. When the warlike god sipped his amythest wine, he started to feel a bit weak. His rust curry made him feel even worse, sapping his strength even more. Thinking the cake would make him feel better for it's sweetness, he took his slice and ate it. The second it went into his system, he realized that the combined power of the toxins had diluted his immortality, and had made him mortal. At this time, the party rebelled against Gohrok, killing him with a warhammer blow to his Eng. Viryhnu was celebrated as a hero from then on, accepting the role as our patron goddess and allowing us to travel freely between the planets. This is how we Parlshan came to be in Batllfyte Galaxy."

- "History of the Parlshan", from the Fragmented Library's archives.