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Rangu runs the tool repair shop in the Crossing Engineering Society. |
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==Description== |
==Description== |
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Despite wearing a loose-fitting jerkin and baggy pants, this Tog's muscular frame is still easily discernable. Rangu hefts bundles of unrepaired tools about the work area in an efficient manner and stops only to periodically inspect his own equipment. His hands bear calluses from hard labor, but his skin lacks the marks so common from a life of battle. Rangu gives a toothy grin as he notices you looking at him before returning to work. |
Despite wearing a loose-fitting jerkin and baggy pants, this Tog's muscular frame is still easily discernable. Rangu hefts bundles of unrepaired tools about the work area in an efficient manner and stops only to periodically inspect his own equipment. His hands bear calluses from hard labor, but his skin lacks the marks so common from a life of battle. Rangu gives a toothy grin as he notices you looking at him before returning to work. |
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==Atmospherics== |
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* A loud bang echoes from the corner where Rangu is busy taking dents out of something. |
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* Rangu pulls a bent rasp from a pile of glowing coals and begins twisting its neck back into place. |
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* Rangu lays a well-oiled set of rifflers on the counter and packs them snugly away in a piece of burlap. |
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* Looking at the messy floor dourly, Rangu shake his head and begins sweeping up. |
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Revision as of 06:24, 31 December 2010
| Rangu | |
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| Status: | Alive |
| Race: | Gor'Tog |
| Gender: | Male |
| Location: | Crossing Engineering Society |
Rangu runs the tool repair shop in the Crossing Engineering Society.
Description
Despite wearing a loose-fitting jerkin and baggy pants, this Tog's muscular frame is still easily discernable. Rangu hefts bundles of unrepaired tools about the work area in an efficient manner and stops only to periodically inspect his own equipment. His hands bear calluses from hard labor, but his skin lacks the marks so common from a life of battle. Rangu gives a toothy grin as he notices you looking at him before returning to work.
Atmospherics
- A loud bang echoes from the corner where Rangu is busy taking dents out of something.
- Rangu pulls a bent rasp from a pile of glowing coals and begins twisting its neck back into place.
- Rangu lays a well-oiled set of rifflers on the counter and packs them snugly away in a piece of burlap.
- Looking at the messy floor dourly, Rangu shake his head and begins sweeping up.