Tung the Cheat

For all he stands for and all that he is, this halfling trickster is, first and foremost, a scoundrel, who will use any means necessary to win whatever endeavours he partakes in, be it a simple game of cards or a deadly one-on-one battle. It doesn’t matter who you are, you can be the emperor of humanity for all he cares, he will cheat your clothes right off. The best part is that he has never been caught. He has spent his entire life making up for his short status and comparatively lesser strength by becoming Sor Rusk’s strongest winner, “strength” being a matter of opinion. And his opinion is that as long as you always win, you are the strongest. He has yet to meet his match in winning.
Having a seemingly limitless collections of tools and tricks in his clothes, sacks, pouches and boxes, he have also stashed various safe houses and hidey holes around Sor Rusk, the east included, with tools-for-the-trade, ready to be used for whatever purpose he decides to dip his toes into.
Some may call him weak. Some may call him a cheater. Some may call him pathetic. He doesn’t care. The notion that the only opinion of yourself one should care about is ones own is a notion he keeps close to his heart, and he takes all the insults and demeaning words with a stout mind. For those who can say such thing are the truly weak, for not the understanding true power in managing to win even when all the odds are against you, a pastime he indulges daily.