Business Closed

Chestnut, oily hair gently hangs over a fine, friendly face. Glinting blue eyes, set rooted within their sockets, watch meticulously over the farms they've come to appreciate for so long.
Fire has left a mark stretching from the bottom of the right cheek , running towards his right nostril and ending under his right eye leaves a stinging burden of his fortunate upbringing.

This is the face of Grexmex Deadsprocket, a true romanticist among goblins. He stands towering among others, despite his heavy frame.

There's something fascinating about him, perhaps it's his odd friends or perhaps it's simply his gentleness. But nonetheless, people tend to ask him to tell stories, while training with him whenever he's available.