Roughly 1.3 m tall and a 55.5 kilo weight when wet, his arms and legs are long and spindly even for a dug. Mottled purple skin that resembles a bad case of mashed prunes. Eyes are pale but definitely green hued.
Walks with a slight limp on left side. Scars crisscross his upper body and run down his back in long streaking stretches. His hand are the only things that don’t seem to have scars on them as if they have intentionally been kept in pristine condition.
His fingers have a splay of skin almost like webbing that connect many of them slightly. His ears and nostrils are pierced by many rings and he has several knots that indicate a strong lineage of respect, knowledge, and warriors.
He wears a vest of bantha hide that he won in a game of chance from a lesser hutt on Nar Shadaaa before his “exile”.
He is gruff. It is not just an appearance. He speaks his mind often sarcastically but speak it he does. He knows how to use tact in theory but the delicacies of it have always seemed to escaped him as well as the nuances of the theory. He often speaks before he has time to evaluate his words completely.
For a Dug he is an optimistic yet sarcastic creature. He believes that the best of the worst will happen. He is aware that there were jedi’s but reserves his opinions on the ancient religion because he has never dealt with it in person. He prefers not to get involved in politics as long as he has money he is happy.
He turns aggressive both in language and action when someone insults or makes fun of his “heritage” knots or jewelry. An insult to his race is always met with an insult. He doesn’t hold all creatures as hostile and for a Dug, he actually is somewhat less likely to play the victim.
His greatest story and biggest pride was when he owned a dynamic class freighter that he had modified to use for small cargo transport, scouting, and protection of mining and other larger vessels. He dreams of the day that he will once again own one. It is to this end that he made the “side” deal that went bad. He thought that he could make a few side transports unknown to his employer on behalf of the hutts for a steady income. It was this willingness to bet that cost him the YT-2400 transport ship that he flew on behalf of the Interstellar Credence Mining Corporation (ICMC). It was only his reputation as a good pilot and history of employment that kept the mining company from pursuing him for loss of equipment. The Hutt’s weren’t so forgiving.
