Feral Shaman (Ork Male)


An orc with grey eys and prematurely grey hair. Weasel lets other people do the talking as he is deeply uncomfortable with strangers. He doesn’t make eye contact with people; there’s a sense he’s always got one eye on the world of the spirit, and that he’s far happier talking to spirits than to people.


Weasel grew up living feral on the streets of Denver. The spirits spoke to him, He became a shaman. He’s been travelling around for a while now, and now the voices on the wind are calling him back to where he started out.


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