Lirneyv Nat came from a middle class family of factory foremen and occasionally soldiers in the Rhgzezian military. In school he learned much of the unexplored galaxy and planets around him, and of the many cultures and different species. He was fascinated in acquiring his own starship license, and to work for the money to get a small transport craft, so he could explore the stars. His grades were quite good, but his father wanted him to work his way to become a foreman in the robotics assembly factory.
Lirneyv still held to his dreams even when he worked in the dreary factory. He hated the factory work, the molten metal and machinery threatening to cut a limb off and wasn't the best work environment. His father held him from even getting a better job out of some stupid plan to keep all his family committed to the factory's efficiency.
Lirneyv met a man in an industrial spaceport that claimed could solve his problems. He told him of the planet of Varia and it's treasures that were hidden away in the destruction and rubble. He said for the right amount of money he could get him on a ship that would drop him off there. Lirneyv agreed, and got the money to him. He secretly used up all his savings to purchase a gasmask, methane/carbon monoxide tank, filter, some light armor, and a DAAS-24 laser carbine.
Once on the dirty, in need of repairs freight ship he thought about the dangers that might be on this planet. He realized, while being showered in the sparks of a blown out electrical wire, that this possible wasn't the best idea.
Lirneyv was awoken with a gruff Rhgzez man nudging him with his foot. He looked up with bleary eyes, curled up next to a steam pipe keeping him warm. "Get up, kid, we're here." Lirneyv got up and gathered his things, following the man. He showed him to a pod. Lirneyv stopped and looked at it,"What is that? I didn't come in through that thing." The man sighed, motioning him into the cramped pod. "Just get in, treasure hunter." Lirneyv walked into the pod, leaning against the chair and strapping himself in. The gruff man leaned over and secured the straps. The pod doors sealed.
Lirneyv protested,"Alright, what is the meaning of this?!" The man snorted, typing into an interface outside of the glass. "It's a drop-pod, for emergency reasons. We're not landing down there so I'm blasting you in." Lirneyv's mouth dropped. "What?! You stupid old man, I'll kill you! Don't you dare--!" The man smirked, waving and pressing a button.
Lirneyv's pod slid through the ship and rocketed down. He screamed, stopping about halfway through the atmosphere to swallow last night's dinner. The pod was enveloped in flame as it scorched into the atmosphere, and before it was to hit the ground, rockets on the bottom of the pod ignited and slowed the pod until it hit the ground with a light jolt, sliding across the barren earth. Lirneyv layed in his seat, in shock, slowly undoing the straps. Kicking the pod door open, he took a deep breathe. He quickly started coughing and wheezing,"F-Fuck, my-my gas-mask! Eugh!" He pulled his gasmask over his face and turned the valve on, taking deep breaths.
After regaining his composure, he climbed out of the pod with his possessions, looking around hopelessly, he started off in a random direction.
Personality: Adventurous, hospitable.
Appearance: 5'8'', trench coat, boots, gasmask, pale skin, bald, red eyes, gas mask, air tank/converter.
Skills:
7/10 Strength - Rhgzezians are usually naturally strong.
I don't see any problems with this providing the strength thing isn't going to result in shit like "i am strong so you cant escape my grasp if i grab you" or "i can break this thing because i am strong"