[Oddey]

OOC:I think I shall join this with my recycled character from Chronicler's other RPG. That is if you can still join.
Name: Garit
Species:Slig
Gender: Male
Age: 12 if measured by Human Years.
Posistion: Sort of a stowaway.
Personality: Quiet by slig standards and very fast with his pickaxe. He doesn't like to be seen and since he's younger than most working sligs he is much faster than most other sligs as well as being more naive and stupid. While he is young, he doesn't hesitate in killing when the situation asks for it. He's reluctant when it comes to shooting other sligs. He takes no pity on challengers however, especially when there are wagers.
Appearance: Garit mostly wears a very large round hat that he tends to bend over his face. His only other cloth is a dusty vest. He has no noticeable differences other than his much brighter visor.
Equipment: A large pistol that he keeps in a leather-like holster. A smaller than average pickaxe, and also a little shovel.
History: Born from the clutches of Skillya like any other slig. Hatched while Skillya was in an incredibly bad mood he was almost killed by his own mother. He had enough sense to escape and so he started life. Travelling and trying to survive he ended up in the Western section of the Mudos. Moving from Hoss' mining facility (See Oddworld: Mining expirence for an idea about what happened) to Spittoonstone where he could live a less criminal life than he had had at Hoss' mine.

IC: Garit opened an eye. How long had he been asleep? Lifting up his hat to see the sun he realized that it was well into the morning. Garit slowly got to his feet, stretched his arms and walked out of his current home: A couple of rocks clustered together. Again, as he did every morning, he pondered if this was worth it. Was it really worthwhile to hide in all kinds of places from an invisible foe? Was it not much smarter to buy a proper house with whatever he had left rather than sleep on hard dirt? As he mused, he looked down from the small hill he stood upon. It didn't look like very many were out and about yet. Deciding he had better get some kind of food before too many people were out, he walked down into town. Looking at the signs he saw "The Bittersweet Opple". 'Maybe there's something edible in there.' He thought as he made towards it.