The Half Orc did not expect the same kind of greeting as everyone else and frankly he understood why people didn't approach him with warm welcomes where he went for many know how most half orc's are made and it didn't help that his father was a orcish warlord of all thing with his hordes often going on raids for the no hairs to breed a more "blessed and hardy no hair." Least thats how it usually went. raid, breed and build more for the army and milk the land for every resource they could. Gra'ak was born from the Orc Warlord taking a Priestess of Sarenrae as part of his personal harem and forcing her with his child. His forces were routed and the priestess was rescued although she was with him inside her. She gave birth but couldn't bear to be near this child of such a horrible union and Gra'ak did not blame her for it. Few women could stomach that. Still the priesthood would see the potential of great redemption within this offspring and raised him to be a champion of the goddess of redemption.<br/><br/>Gra'ak Kordoth however was unmistakable in his own ways as it is hard not to spot a half orc covered in full plate armor of shining polished steel decorated with them holy emblem of Sarenrae upon his armor and darkwood heavy shield. His longsword hung at his hip and his eyes peered about through the visor of his helmet. He rode atop of a large grizzly bear clad in half plate barding donned with a saddle. He smiled a bit at the festive spirits but he doubted he would get much of it. Besides. The passport within his adventurers sash would be slowly pulled out and he halted before the guards pass in hand on the matters of him being summoned. He still expected the guards to hold him at spear point to verify it. Either way regardless of hospitality he sat there completely patient and polite in this endeavor.