Ourok would look down on the well-dressed gentleman and nod as he continued to talk and once he finished talking Ourok would pat him on the head. “Me Ourok, I cam ere ta votar howlur, zkin goo profot.” Ourok gave a dumb smile as he moved along passed the gentleman as he scratched his head looking at the orc. “Kind fellow...” The gentleman went off to greet the next person that walked off the boat.
Character Name: Ourok Bearflesh
Character Race: Orc
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 32
Physical Description: Forest green skin, black metal armband, brown tattered shorts, bloodshot eyes, black pony tail, muscular, 8ft, 567lbs
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