Name: Walt
Species: Blackberry Slikey (S)
Gender: Male
Loyalty: 3
Toughness: 4
Exploration: 7
Endurance: 3
Intelligence: 4
Righteousness: 0
Darkness: 3
Fame: 2
Passive Traits: Expert Swimmer, Evasive Reflexes
Battle Traits: None
On the edge of the Baian Swamp, a good-sized cargo jet was parked on the soil next to a small, decrepit village. A lot of hub-bub was ensuing around it, but there was only one being in the hold.
Walt was pacing back and forth, in between the steel walls of the cargo hold. Pacing wasn't necessarily one of his favorite habits, in fact, he completely hated it, but he was too engrossed in thought to notice his hypocritical act. This better work out, or else I'll be fired from the network for good. If those contestants don't show up soon, there might just be a slight accident. I'm sure they'll show up,though... This kind of thinking also wasn't something he did often, and he sure as heck didn't enjoy thinking about his occupational situation. All he could do now was wait, wait for the contestants eventual arrival...
{Walt: I}
{My computer is having severe keyboard troubles so I most likely will not be able to post soon>>>}