Appearance

Mort is larger and more imposing than the average gnome, looking more like his dwarven neighbors. His fair skin has a constant warm flush from his binge drinking. Mort's hair is a receding brown mess matched by a scraggly beard littered with twigs from sleeping in hedges. He often wears an ascetic robe when strolling around town, but when he's worn out his welcome he likes to don armor for the open road. On a good day he smells like spiced mead and on bad ones its best to keep your distance.

Personality

An eccentric jokester and talkative drunkard. He's often called a "party priest" for his massive appetite for drinking, shagging, and gambling. Despite his bad habits, Mort takes his actual duties as a healer seriously. He values his personal freedom over rigid structure and tends the wounded out of his own volition. His faith in the Light is real even if he's no longer affiliated with the Church. He prefers peace over gratuitous violence, but as an adventurer he is pragmatic.

History

Raised by an orphanage in Gnomeregan, Mort had an innate connection to The Light, using his healing abilities to aid the street urchin gang he was in. Discovered by Holy Light missionaries, Mort was accepted by the Church of the Holy Light and began his training as a cleric initiate in the Ironforge priory.

Mort turned out to have an issues with authority, frequently ignoring his studies and stepping on the toes of his brothers and sisters of the Church of the Holy Light. After a particularly festive night drinking Mort had started a large tavern melee which led to his expulsion from the Church. 

Interact

He’s a priest willing to work for rock bottom prices - if you can ignore the smell and don’t mind the occasional drunken brawl. 

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