Current Character Description - Vortigan

You are stopped short from falling when a large figuer bumps into you. You look up to see the figure point behind you and says in a very distinct human vioce "You dropped your money bag" Instinctively your hands reach for  the spot where you usually carry it and notice its gone. You turn around and see your money bag on the floor. You bend over to pick it up with a long sigh of relief. You turn around to thank the orcish figure and notice a Huge Growing Bulge emanating from the depths of the figures pants. Your eyes widen with awe. Not finding the words to break the silence of this akward moment the orcish  figure speaks "No need to thank me, but if you are compelled to thank me, then save yourself, save your wretched soul, find the only road to salvation in the Grace of Cyric" With a twisted grin the orcish figure simply fades Wiping a sweat from your brow and taking quick short breaths you gather your composure and reach for in your money bag and pull out dirt and stones.