Hargh s'est balancé à travers les foules avec son bâton et son pot dans le remorquage. Il était à la recherche d'un bon endroit pour mettre en place'shop' afin qu'il puisse gagner assez d'argent pour acheter un peu plus de grub. Il se dirigea vers un agriculteur mâle qui avait établi un magasin et dont l'aspect n'était pas particulièrement riche et qui était assis à côté de son étalage. Pendant un moment, il s'assit parfaitement en positionnant le pot jusqu'à ce qu'il commence à frapper le bâton contre le pot aussi fort que possible et criant "AGGGHH-AGGGH-ARGGHH-ARGGHH" a crié à la petite créature comme il espérait attirer bientôt quelques clients.
Name: Hargh
Age: 14 but in his specie's years he's about 21 or 22
Race: Harghsisis
Gender: Male
 He ussually only wears his loin clothe.
Backstory: 12 years ago a small creature showed up in the village of Fireside. No one knew who the little thing belonged to but he became a long running resident in the village getting by by banging sticks he found against a metal pot he managed to get his hands on. Most of the money he got was out of pity but a small margin of it was just for his upbeat attitude.
Aspirations or Desires: To get the map that was bought from the merchant.
Skills prior to adventuring: hitting stationary things with a small stick and smacking things with his hands... All three of them.
Personality: Hargh isn't very bright, he isn't very smart but what he lacks in smarts he makes up for in kindness and the shear volume of his voice. He isn't much of a fighter but he hasn't had to fight anyone before.