Perpetually wide-eyed with bizarre three cornered mouths, the Evbo descended from walking plants some time in the last hundred thousand years, and have made a name for themselves as committed employees regardless of occupation. Adhering only to the loosest definition of humanoid, their bodies are formed from out of thousands of vines, naturally protruding in an unruly tangle from behind their heads, but compressed commonly inside of single piece environment suits to lend them a more bipedal appearance. Having such a flexible body plan lends them a great degree of durability, being capable of regrowing tendrils or continuing to function even if their limbs are halfway severed. There are some who even claim to be able to survive as a disembodied head, though how long it would take for them to regrow is conjecture. Even when wearing a suit, their ungainly origins are betrayed by strange hands and feet, sometimes protruding as disorderly bunches from out of their sleeves. You can actually tell a lot about the individual depending on the form that their hands take, because while in theory they should be able to alter their shape at will it proves tedious to re-learn all the ways to make use of simple technology in different configurations. Perhaps their strangest feature is the incongruous positioning of their mouths, located directly atop their heads in an orientation which evidences their non-humanoid origins. These mouths trisect the head into three substantial ‘sides’, separated by the corners of the mouth and each possessed of a singular, half-lidded eye. Not having much in the way of beauty standards, attractive individuals are determined based on the symmetry of their three faces, as well as the straightness of the squat spikes that run down from their heads and terminate at the wrist.
Lurid green camouflage seems unsuitable for the frozen wastes that cover much of their home world, but they actually reside within deep craters who occasionally pock the planet's surface, reaching down far enough that emissions from the planets core can quickly dispel snowfall - which still piles up lightly throughout the year. Vegetation thrives in these high walled places, but even the largest trees reach scarcely halfway to the craters edge, forming a canopy which further shields the species from the cold. The difficulty in clambering up and out of one of these pits dissuades travel, and treks across the ice are terrifying ordeals, making the Evbo reluctant to leave their ‘island’ homes and aware only of the closest neighbouring hollows. Until contact with off-worlders most of the planet’s surface was completely unsurveyed, and it was only with the arrival of satellites that the landscape was mapped in any detail.
Owing to their incredible toughness, Evbo are often encountered as menial labourers or strong-arms, contributing to their image as simple brutes in the popular imagination. This is a perception helped along by their robust builds and quiet demeanour, although it is believed that their silence is a vestigial trait of once having been ambush predators. In truth they have overactive minds that are divided into three central hubs, lending to an elegant style of thought - if not one that is slightly startling and definitively alien. The species has some bizarre philosophical tenements that colour their interactions with others, sometimes leading to misunderstandings. As many arctic peoples are known to, the Evbo value wider communities over their smaller family units, and see themselves as belonging moreso to the collective than to their house mates. Their children suffice with little attention, and feel a sense of pride in their societies without needing to be nurtured. This lack of personal affection goes both ways and means that some children will move in with other members of the community that they find more interesting, not even announcing their decision before leaving.