Leighton Ridge Parvenu

Name: Ridge Parvenu
Race: Trill(Joined-Dwarfism)
Rank: Lieutenant
Height: Four Foot Flat
Weight: Ninety Five Pounds
Hair: Dirty blonde, trending to brown
Eyes: Bright vibrant often blood shot aquamarine

Motto: “I drink.....and ummmm things”

Description: It would be easy to assume that the Captain was an unimposing being at a mere four foot tall, with a mop of shaggy blonde brown hair that hung stylishly unkempt to his shoulders, and often hid his eyes. Without the man’s growth of trimmed beard he could be mistaken for someone’s prepubescent child that was wearing a Halloween costume. Intense aquamarine eyes when they are easy to seen, and not overly blood shot from whatever has distracted him the evening before, seem much older than the apparent youth of his face. Like he has lifetimes of knowledge to draw upon, but often doesn’t share. The beard helped hide the trill spotting that disappeared beneath the collar of his scarlet and black tunic, that seemed perfectly tailored for his small stature. it should since they have to be, the replicator does not like making them for him, since it assumes he is a child.

Personality: Flippant, Sarcastic, and Sardonic. Often giving wise advice in the form of almost an insult. Touch about his size until he is not, there really is no Rhyme or reason. Much easier to get along with after drink 3, maybe 4.