Grem'xula

Grem'Xula is a jagged and mature lizardfolk Moon Druid. He holds the post of Cartographer for the Order of the Last Crusade.

Appearance
Protected by his durable scales, Grem sees no reason to encumber himself with steel or leather, wearing only some scraps for decency's sake, and a cape for warmth should the need arise. With wounds where his other toes should be, a gap between his fingers, and several slashes across his hide, Grem is evidently a tough fellow. He carries with him pouches filled with objects and consumables necessary for his spell casting. More importantly, he is always seen lugging about his fishing spear, bucket, and fishing equipment. For combat purposes, Grem also possesses a large quarterstaff, which is also his item of druidic focus. Grem slouches at the unremarkable height of 5"10', nudged by a few bright orange fins at the top of his head. His matching eyes compliment this robust reptilian, providing no insight whatsoever into his thoughts, if there indeed is such a thing.

Personality
As even one interaction with the lizard man would teach you, he is not much for small talk. He is interested only in information that might be of use to him, and for this reason he is indifferent to most. He is perhaps the least charismatic adventurer to make it to Südden, to nobody's surprise. Just like any other lizardfolk, he is concerned only with survival, and the survival of those useful to him. However, ever since his first setting foot on the land, he has warmed up to the others, expressing vistas of generosity and even concern. Maybe through hardships and misfortunes Grem may learn of true limitless emotion, or maybe he will remain a jealous and primal husk.

Upbringing
Unlike most other lizardfolk, Grem'Xula enjoyed a peaceful and ordinary upbringing, owing to his father Wi'Za's steady income as a talented spear fisherman. The imprisonment of his mother barely fazed the young lizard boy, who to this day possesses no curiosity vis-à-vis her whereabouts, nor any resentment towards her captors. In truth, Grem struggles to maintain even the slightest memory of her, and he doubts whether the face he remembers is accurate at all.

Grem'Xula was brought up in the footsteps of his father, the lucrative business paying dividends. He had successfully made the most in his run-down neighborhood, even making a few friends along the way. In the advancement of his profession, Grem developed a silver tongue, making friends through the recollection of many a fishing tale. Upon leaving the tribe, however, Grem would realize it is infinitely more difficult to interact with and persuade other races.

Becoming a Druid
Grem'Xula inherited his father in more ways than one. Nobody learns patience and determination like a fisherman, and none need those qualities more than a druid, Grem tries to say. And so a druid he eventually became. On his first quest as a druid, Grem would learn the ferocity of the outside world. In his search for ripe land he had encountered a halfling fighter, with whom a serious brawl had transpired resulting from the lizard man's negligence. Barely scraping out of the skirmish alive, Grem lost an ear, finger, and most of his toes. The defeated lizard's body is now permanently adorned with the scars, a constant reminder to respect any threat as if the ensuing brawl might be your last.Upon his return, Grem was to hear of the news that his father had passed away, he did not inquire into how, for he cared not.

To Südden
Grem'Xula was not afforded any moment for mourning, immediately being appointed Chieftain for his bravery in providing for the tribe. Soon later, the lizard man felt the need once more to take care of his tribe as, with the death of Wi'Za, the lizard men were struggling to feed themselves. To this end, Grem journeys to Südden to establish a new settlement for his people. May he return to them with good news and his few remaining digits intact.

Current Magic Items

 * Pearl of power, looted from the tomb of the elven priestess at Bloodleaf