Ugol was born into a relatively well-off Orc society who thrived off of the misfortunes and demise of others. At a young age, he developed a fascination for collecting things. He soon had hoarded so many items of questionable utility that his family and tribemates began to see it as an eyesore. Growing up, Ugol was particularly unskilled in combat, He would rather hide and smoke cactus green to pass the time. The other orcs of the tribe had noticed that. When he reached adulthood, he was soon left behind in the harsh deserts by his tribe. He was barely able to survive, living off of blood lotuses alone until he finally made his way out of the desert. Since then, he spent most of his days travelling with what little he had left, collecting items that most people wouldn't even consider along the way, and doing the odd job for whoever he deems worthy. He sees the worth in every item he finds. Ugol is searching for a perfect location to set up shop, where he can sell his belongings for some cash. While very unwilling to work under anybodies control, he isn't opposed to finding some brawn to help him in his business and he plans to use his wits to win them over.
As the man welcomed him, Ugol alerty turned to his direction.
"My being here is not to be prolonged! I wouldn't share my plans with YOU of all people... You'll probably try to steal my ideas.. And my wealth! Well, future wealth."
Ugol abruptly ends the conversation at that and makes his way further into the bazaar, browsing at all the expensive items he wishes to one day own. While considering to steal said items, Ugol ultimately decides not to as he doesn't want to make enemies out of potential future customers.
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