This grusome looking man walks near you with a limp. His sick eyes twitch and stare out into the abyss. The skin wrapping him is caked with mud and soot. Wrinkles and warts plague his peeling skin. He would appear to be in this seventies. His hair is long, tangled, and uncombed. The smell lingering about him, hints at the earth and burnt ashes. Various religous trinkets are tied to his brown robe, showing his devotion to his deity.