Koushou Finlay Alastair
Small Sized Braveheart
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GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: Koushou Finlay Alastair
Place of Birth: Koushou Nest-Ship, Kathol Sector
Species: Nezumi
Race: Shiro
Age: 13
Height: 10cm
Fur Color: Snow White
Eye Color: Red
Force Sensitive: No
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
+Elder: Being as old as he is, Alastair has a good number of tales from his adventures and plenty of experience about how to live like a proper Nezumi should.
+Old Blood: Alastair will always stick by the Nezumi culture that he has both been taught and taught the generations below him, making him a stout and zealous follower of his people's culture.
+Persistent: As small as he is, the little bugger is persistent with whatever task lies ahead of him.
-Alcoholic: It's likely alcohol makes up more of this little guy's body than blood with how much he drinks.
-Confrontational: Mix this in with a burning desire to fight the biggest thing in the room at all times and alcoholism, you can see where this becomes a problem.
-Stubborn: Seriously, you'll need to pull him out of the way of a lumbering walker intent on squashing him, he won't budge.
-Loud: Despite being small, Alastair will yell profanity at the top of his lungs louder than any starship.
From the moment he was born, the Nezumi that would later become known among his kin as Finlay Alastair, the small but mighty, was to be born into greatness. Born and raised aboard the Koushou Clan's ship within the Kathol Sector, rumors spread about this Nezumi's roots. Some say he trained day and night under the beady eyes of his mentor, none other than his father, to become the greatest warrior that the Nezumi people had ever seen. Some others, and perhaps those that had a bit more common sense than to believe in such fantasy drivel, believed that Alastair was no more than a simple Nezumi like themselves, learning about the Creator and the culture of his kin and how to not only accept it and pass it along but to wear it like a badge of pride, a cape of honor; something that should inspire a sense of belonging and connection that made Alastair the little Nezumi that he was.
As time progressed, however, the years went by and the youngster came of age. Rather than sit about with his kin and tinker like those within the Koushou clan prided themselves upon, Alastair sought his fame within Nezumi society to become one of the greats. Taking a self proclaimed rite of passage, Alastair spent his years taking on feats of great courage and strength within Nezumi society. Protecting those who lived planet-side from predators and so on, tales of his adventures and heroism soon spread among the clans like wildfire as did the various scars and close shaves with death he faced whilst taking these challenges with a high chance leading to becoming dinner for any other animal head on. With the life that he led, it was his stubbornness and ferocity that kept him alive, garnering several nicknames among the clans alike.
Alastair has lived for thirteen years, finally settling down among his kin within the Tabigarashu clan. Whilst time hasn't been kind to the now venerable warrior and his recklessness from past escapades has left him nose-deep in a bottle or seeking a fight with the tallest thing in sight, the old Nezumi still upholds the culture of his kin in the center of his heart. For all his faults, the angry drunk uncle would fly teeth first into the gates of hell for family.
