From his brow, cheeks, and the bone of his jaw, the orcish ancestry is clear.  But however much orcish blood runs through his veins, it is not thick enough to clot his brain.  He blinks slowly, and his eyes are darkly reflective.  Judging by the shape, if not the size of his hands, he looks to have touched more books than hoes, hammers, or swords.

But his earthy scent and vaguely Mulhorandi accent speak of a less than cloistered upbringing.