Tagliomalchian

The puddle deep appearance of another tall, muscular drunken bruiser with a glorious mustache will at first glance deceive all but the most critical of eyes. Rich in insecurities, jokes that only he thinks are funny, and a penchant for trusting his terribly attuned gut, this specimen of a man is in fact about as deep as the average bathtub.

A former sailor, now monk, Tagliomalchian is the prime example of what happens when unimpressive abilities get you way further than they should in life. Despite the vigorous monastic traditions and training having turned his body into a veritable weapon, he is still at heart a bloated drunken salty dog that longs for the sea, a hearty drink, a fine shanty, and uncouth women.

Follow him along his journey of self discovery while simultaneously being the reluctant (often terrible) face of the group and part-time grouchy old man.