Discipline, asceticism, severity - these are the marks of the brothers and sisters of the Pyri Monastery. Perched high on the austere cliffs overlooking the wind-whipped canyons that border the Frozen North, the monks pride themselves on their ability to withstand their vicious environment with solemnity and reticence, surviving where even the barbarous Pale Orcs do not dare to venture. Strange then, how one of their own - a true child of the tundra spires - could manage to be as willful, careless, and curious as Durgash-Lob.

When he touched down upon the sun-bleached docks of Port Mercy, Durg paraded the colors of the Solemn Brothers like a crimson flag. Thrumming with bravado and brimming with a wonder to rival the First Orcs, Durg quickly drank the bright cup of Chia’s busiest coastal town with a ravenous thirst. He also downed a sizeable quantity of their ale. Never one to move quietly, Durg immediately rammed himself into the attentions of several of the harbor’s denizens, including the local taverns, the giggling mermaids, and the irritable Sembren Navy.

With a penchant for nudity and an irrepressible flare, Durg’s explosive entry into Chia has left a staggering impression on nearly everyone. Just ask Lorelei. Exhausting but also invigorating, it remains to be seen whether the momentum of Durg’s unstoppable spirit will rocket him into high adventure or send him hurtling to his doom.