OtisTheGreat

My earliest memories are of my family, my brothers and sisters who were brutal and cruel, yet fed and groomed me for years. Only later did I learn that I was living in confinement with dogs, being trained for a life in the fighting pits of Brunar. After countless battles to the death and achieving regional fame did I earn the right to fight for my freedom. The freedom fight on Quarlink day was furious and lasted for hours, yet I prevailed over the three headed kiplinker and his minion of pit fleas.

With my new found freedom I traveled far away and carved out this small piece of the backyard frontier to call home. I hope to get to know my neighbors well and look forward to many BBQs and other social events with my new friends. I am sure they will not mind my occasional pillaging of their homes.