Scarab the Wise, as he was called in the slums of Urim, had never expected to ever travel beyond the walls of his hometown.
But, when a beastman-attack left the slums wide open, several slavers saw fit to help themselves to the multitude of undesirables living there.
Having until now lead a life of being a slave, Scarab is accustomed to being a accountant or a geomancer for his masters, but recent changes have landed him on this twisted boat bound for Horai. He's in his early thirties, and knows if he's put to hard, physical work, he'll quickly end up dead. He's sinewy, balding and several ink-stains spot his otherwise pristine hands.

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