Zok Goh'nacast

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Zok shivered as he crept through the relatively cool Sigil streets, whether form cold or fear it would be doubtful he'd admit either. He missed the sand and he missed the sun. For so many years he longed for just a little bit of shade... this place had too much. Longed for an oasis where he could drink his hearts content... though the water here smelled let piss, and didn't taste much better. Born into the clan of Cast within the Goh tribe and blessed with psionic talents Zok was a well respected member of his Sept. It's not quite clear even to him how he ended up in the Cage, but should he figure out how this whole damned city will be flooded with Athasian Halflings. And Sigil is a little reminiscent of a giant dinner table...