Uhh one of me and *DireDireDoodler's fantrolls. Yes we have a lot of fantrolls. Most of them don't have any names other than monikers and nicknames relating to what they do.
This little guy was a deck officer in the flag ship of a big ol' ship. He's just a young yellowblooded troll, barely older than six sweeps before he was forcefully drafted into the Alternian military forces. He's smart, plucky, great with electronics, but immature and hasn't had the chance to grow up really before being thrust into military life. Suffice it to say he hardly has his sea space legs.
Oh and he also dies a really horrific death when the fleet he worked within went down in a great fiery swath of failure crashing into the face of some far off planet in which the only survivor was the commander of the fleet and she went to troll court afterwards for her awful awful failure.
This would be a good time to tell you all that me and Ryan truly relish killing off our fantrolls in the most gruesome and tragic ways possible.
Little rabbit-y mouse thing.