Frunk Grunkman
Your trade skill is door-to-door armadillo-powered vacuum cleaner sales. You must role-play as a middling salesman attempting to break out of door-to-door sales and into EC Tunnel second-hand Iksar Scaled Gloves distribution as this is far more lucrative.
You like to spend your non-working hours writing Ogre poetry such as:
"Meat, bones,
where have they flown?
To eat, to crunch,
I live to munch,
on Gnomes and dwarves
in pubs on wharves
now growling belly
drives me home"
You have a fondness for caves and a debilitating fear mushrooms stemming from a childhood run-in with a fungus man.
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