Oryn Timbers
Oryn Timbers (a.k.a. Stinky)
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
Small in stature, with an unkempt beard and a terrible smell surrounding him. Always a bit of dirt smudged on his face.
Body Features
Long messy beard, with busy hair and some big eyebrows. He doesn't seem to care about his physical appearance, as his clothes are usually ragged and filthy.
Facial Features
Wrinkled Face, a squirrel that occasionally pops out of his beard.
Personality Characteristics
Personality Quirks
Only uses nicknames for people, rarely will he bother to remember somebodies real name.
Hygiene
Filthy. Earned the nickname "Stinky" from his friends, even among those who live in the forest he has a very pungent stench that follows him.
Dirty, forest gnome who spends most of his time reading books or regurgitating stories from his master. Never bothers to learn anybodies names, just sticks to nicknames.
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Quotes & Catchphrases
Anything his master had taught him, usually about learning what we can from other cultures while being wise enough to know what is worth knowing.
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Orcs on the farm!
After waking up with a terrible headache, the loud dwarf man told me that my group left without me. First, they wouldn't let me take the mission to go to the forest, then second they ditch me the minute I go down in a fight! Unbelievable.
When we caught back up, I saw my friend hops getting attacked by Orcs! Springing into action, I managed to single handedly eradicate the entire clan of orcs while everybody else watched on contributing nothing... Okay, so maybe that's not exactly right. But still, I managed to save Hops! Only, when I got closer, I realized it wasn't hops at all! It was a new lizardfolk friend, also skilled in the martial arts. When I asked if she knew Hops, she took offense, immediately diving into a bottle of ale.
I meant no disrespect! I just thought two lizardfolk well versed in the martial arts might have actually trained with each other!
Anyhow, they are done poking around here. I need to get my battle face on as we go look for Big Al in his house, where no doubt more Orcs are waiting for us.
