(First and formost, Thom seems gifted with catlike ability to make most places he lounges look incredibly comfortable, and even inviting to those keen on warm embraces.)

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 Before you, a lean runner of a orcish heritage. Clearly not as brutish or bulky as his physically grand cousins. A half breed, perhaps, but with what was he combined?

 Bearing modest tusks, to ravage an otherwise waggish grin, Thom's overall demeanor is leisurely, his gait and general stance appears more like a means to 'take a load off' than anything else. His dark hair falls haphazardly, probably groomed but not too recently.

 Mossy eyes peer half-lidded most times, perhaps a symptom of what produced earthen and herbal scents that nearly always hung about him ... or was it simply that even his eyelids were lounging?

 While similar to most half-orcs, two features might've set him apart. Firstly noticed (most times) is the pair of haggard ears poking out from either side of his head. Each bearing small tufts of fur along their knife-edge. Second, a tail? Not terribly thick or impressive, but plenty long. The underside of his tail bears a similar tuft of fur, growing out to a few inches at it's longest point.


 Thom's lights...

Petite things of the female(ish) variety. Being serviced. Neat/fun/witty/blahblah banter. Interesting storytelling, being a bard (in hobby, not trade) and bars. Adventure?! Oh and lounging.

Let's not break rules. Ya? Ya.