Grog

## Traits

Grog is a lovable and kind soul who cares for nature and the people around him. He approaches life's challenges and mysteries with serene composure, always keeping a level head, even when faced with the most enigmatic of phenomena. His unwavering nerves allows him to see solutions and connections that others might miss and makes for a brave warrior in battle.

At the core of Grog's character is his profound intellect. He is an ardent scholar and possesses a rare blend of magical and scientific knowledge. He is constantly pushing the boundaries of his understanding, unravelling the secrets of life and magic through meticulous research and experimentation.

## Goals & Motivation

Short term: Develop his research

Long term: Help Krimsley build and nurture a home for all the Arcadians.

## Physical strength

He has slightly below average strength for an orc because of the time he puts into his studies

## Endurance and Stamina

He has a strong mind and his loyalty to his friends fuels his determination in battle.

## Charisma & Intelligence

He doesn't seem to be very charismatic but he’s a bit of a bookworm, but he is incredibly knowledgeable in many fields of magic or  the sciences of the world.

## Skills

Archaeology, entomology, ecology, entomology, thaumaturgy, geology, enchanting, writing, tailoring, and biology

## Drawbacks/weaknesses

He battles with his addiction to his favourite snack. He'll do anything for a pufferfish.

## Early Life

Grog was born into a household in the northern oracle town of Stonepine with an orc mother and elf father, though he appeared to take after his mother in terms of looks. In his youth he was raised to have a fascination with the natural world, and after being mentored by his father who worked as a scholar he decided to follow in his footsteps and throw himself into his studies. His early years would involve him spending day in and day out in classes, seminars, or studying in his room. He would go on to graduate from his local college with a degree in thaumaturgy, which merited much praise from his parents. Grog’s joy seemed to be short lived, as a few months after he graduated his father seemed to develop a mysterious illness brought on by a ritual that he attempted. The doctors seemed to be stumped as to what could treat the illness, so Grog devoted the next decade of his life to finding a cure no matter which field he had to work his way into. His work seemed fruitless; countless hours of research and desperate pleas with fellow scholars seemed to turn up nothing and no matter how much he learned his knowledge still came up short. As the seasons passed it seemed Grog would find his father on his death bed at last. Even with the sinking feeling that his work never seemed good enough, his father made Grog promise to continue doing what he loved so that someday he could save someone like him. The time between the funeral and the months afterwards seemed to pass Grog by, and he decided that travel might be the only way for him to truly learn more and experience the world for all it is. So after he hugged his mother for what seemed like an eternity he packed his things and set out for the open road.

## Recent life events

In his travels grog would find all sorts of weird creatures, wondrous cities, and things that would seem impossible for him to comprehend if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes. He jotted notes down wherever he went, and any talks with fellow scholars, bookworms, or philosophers were taken with great interest. Occasionally he would help out a town or two with treatment for certain diseases they weren’t equipped to handle which allowed him a night or two of lodging before he carried on in his journey. Crossing the top of a mountain road, he gazed onto a distant trade port in the distance, teeming with life. As he made his way into the city after the arduous trek to get there he noted that all sorts of races and species seemed to mingle in the city, a far cry from where he grew up with only a few races to be seen. Dipping through alleyways and small bazaars, Grog had seemed to have found his way into the dockyard area of the city, and a ship advertising meagre fares for travel to southern oracle seemed to catch his attention. After he paid the fee he walked in, settled into one of the sleeping quarters of the ship, and dozed off. The dripping of water seemed to wake him up only 5 hours into the trip, and he found that the ship was going through a rough storm and taking on water faster than the crew could bucket it. A Crack of thunder sounded above him and a bolt of lightning struck the mast, toppling it over and tearing a massive chunk out of the hull. As the Ship began to sink he dove into the water and began to swim in the turbulent waters towards what seemed to be land, gradually being worn down by the waves until he passed out from exhaustion. Dry air surrounded Grog as he opened his eyes to find himself on a beach. It seemed that he had still somehow made his way to Southern Oracle and as he stumbled to his feet he began his walk into the mainland.

## Present life

After finding solace in Arcadia with Krimsley and Eldrin, he built a new home for himself and is surrounded by people who care for him. He valiantly stepped up to defend the citizens of Oracle alongside his friends at the war on the Corrupted. He's now recovering from grievous wounds from the fight with Zorfu.