Huicatosh "Hic" Duarosh

Huicatosh "Hic" Duarosh has a magnificent head of curly brown hair which he washes and maintains daily and which he swears is the result of drinking yeasty ales, beers and stouts. He is a big, burly orc who is even more energetic and intimidating when drunk, which is fairly often. He carries a barrel on his back from which he swigs before engaging in combat. He carries a huge, thick quarterstaff, mostly to support himself when he's hung over, which is also fairly often; once combat is joined it doesn't take long before he hurls it, and anything else that comes to hand, at anyone else within range. He concocts his own alchemist's fire from inferior spirits, but is just as likely to walk up and smash it onto someone's head as he is to throw it randomly into the crowd or way up in the air so that his enemies worry about where it's going to land and don't notice him bowling them over at great speed.

Hic is jovial, and friendly, and loves his friends. That's his intention, though his roughhousing and insensitive ribbing pisses off anyone not accustomed to orcish camaraderie. Still, it is always, always handy to have a drunken master monk around when shit starts flying.