Keen on the chemicals and herbs of the local lands he praises nature; conjuring up the ground as the provider for life and sanctuary. His rituals are unique but logical.
A thinker or many would call a fossil of old time ethics. He sees not the use for advancing as the truth that is spoken is within the present. Family and virtue is what he stands for, when he can.
He contrives much of his knowledge from fundamentals and then puts a spin on them; attempting to be unique within all the same shelled creatures. An ocean dweller he finds that social atmospheres cramp what is truly important.
A satchel over his shoulders is riddled with folded furs, a lantern, 10 ft of rope, 12 carpenters nails, 3 tea cups of various design, ink and quill, parchment , vials and sealed leather skins of dangerous herbal remedies.
He was not born an orphan but was sold to prospects with more allowance for riches. The parents being one to try to save for every copper they could to provide a life finally were found as thieves by the royal court. The court be-headed the Mother and Father leaving him with an independence none could match.