Old Chug
"Most folks hate him here on account of what he is. Those who look past that though quickly know his worth and skill."-Dune
Old Chug has lived on The Drift for around 15 years and each day is met with some form of apparent disgust from other inhabitants. As a four-armed Sahuagin in a city founded by the Tricoral Alliance though he at least understands why. His people and the Alliance have been in constant wars for thousands of years. As an exile from the horde that spawned him though he is even less welcome there. His people made sure to scar his face to mark his banishment so he can never return. Luckily the city is a so-called bastion of neutrality and virtually its own city state, so there are no laws preventing him from staying.
He runs a a blacksmith in Achortown known as The Steambildge that uses aquatic techniques to forge merchandise and sets him apart from other similar establishments in the city who have adopted the surface ways of fire. While business isn't exactly booming, he does well enough on the handful of regulars who can look past his race as well as continentals who often view all merid as the same.
His proper name was lost when he was exiled so for a while he went nameless. As sahuagin in the city are rare, it posed little problem. Eventually though he picked up the title Steamsmith due to his business, and later the nick name "old Chug" after he took a bet with the hopes of improving his status among some of the locals. He was challenged to a drinking contest by a group of grumashin orcs who were all half his age.
The challenge was to see who could drink 40 ales in a row. Of those who pull it off it would go to who did it the fastest. Though the orcs likely would out do him in a paced match Old Chug decided to do it 4 at a time. With each arm he grabbed an ale and poured them into is enlarged, frog-like jaw and then chugged it down at once. He did all 40 ales in 10 pulls. A fraction of the time it took the others who managed to make it. Shortly after finishing his body went into shock and he passed out for 3 days while it processed the alcohol. Luckily he had impressed the orcs so they took turns staying by his side until he recovered and even did what they could to manage his shop for the period. The claimed they were honored by his victory and had to return the favor. They dubbed him Old Chug, and the name took.
