Background
Growing up he hated his nickname. The smallest of his family, he was always bullied and his oldest brother flat-out hates him.
Once reaching adulthood, he struck out on his own and tried to make a life for himself. But his species is not kind to those who they deem as “weak.” An older, bigger, and stronger one tried to lay a claim to his home, and like all things they settled through a trial of strength and combat. Runt was able to gain the upper-hand, until he lost his footing on lose ground, and the battle was lost.
He left the planet in search for a new place, and now nobody calls him Runt unless he tells them they can.
He enjoys a drink and making what he considers to be jokes, although they are rarely funny.
Motivation
Friends - To the delight of those that he loves, once you’re his friend, Runt will use his skills to protect you. If you cross those he protects, distance is your best-bet.
Duties
(5) Combat Victory - Even though he is confused by the fact that smaller, squisher beings get to be in control, combat is something Runt understands. Overpower the opponent, leave nothing left, declare victory.
Description
In-spite of being small for his species, Runt is anything but. 9’ tall and broad, he’s got a frame built for dealing and taking damage up close.
His yellow face features two uneven tusks, one broken due to one of the many conflicts he’s found himself in.