Background: I was born to an orc female and a Cuban father. My mother was an orc seductress of a sort; an orc whore. I grew up with my father after my mother abandoned me to screw a rogue halfling. My father was a thief and taught me how to distract his victims by acting up and playing my flute. Mind you, I'm no musician. I still have the entertainment bug though and often act up for attention. I'm very immature for my age. My father drove me out at age 12, after a robbery went wrong. He, of course, blamed me. I was cast off into the woods where I fell into a tar pit and was saved by a barbarian woman. Through her, I learned my fighting and social skills. I ventured into the city to seek work as a armed security guard for the temple. Resume on request.