A wandering troll, concerned about the crust accumulation pooling at the corners of his mouth and what stains the fountain of drool leaves on his collar. Spends the majority of his time rummaging through cans, excavating the rocks blood baked in his nares and panhandling on every Fortizar he can hitch a ride to.
Skills all evolve around leaving what company he keeps, miserable and down right suicidal.
Main accomplishments are to be ignored, not seen, forgotten and mostly disregarded as the sludge that forms at the bottom of waste.