Self declared Sixth Dimensional Being and best Gunsmith in the ENTIRE GALAXY. A Diminutive and crippled Bith confined to a hover chair. He is an Engineer and Armorer by trade. Can do all ship mods and weapons installs. Has a shop called 'Liz's Discount Hypers' at Anchorhead on Tatooine and owns a Cantina on Sluis Van known as the 'Serious Bithness'. Rumored to have designed an extraordinarily deadly Heavy Bomber and if you know the right people you might just be able to buy one. A twisted and evil being whose massive amount of intelligence makes him certifiably insane.
A diminutive Bith confined to a somewhat hover-chair with neon runners, a spoiler at the back, and a bad motivator. He has small hands, arms, feet, and legs. His stomach distends grossly outward as if he were malnourished or diseased. His head seems to be the largest thing on his body, bulbous and veiny. It lacks the shell like heads of others in his species as if his brain was only millimeters from bursting out of his skin. Black eyes are milky and crusted over. Goop forms and leaks from his ear holes. Snot pours down his tiny nose slits. His pale almost translucent skin is milky, clammy, and looks as if it might be coated in slime. He is monstrous and ugly in appearance.