Unger

5'6" 130 pounds. Wears a kilt, high moccasins, decorative color, and not much else.  He is from a small tribe that consists entirely of half-elves.  It was started as a retreat by a few, and has been kept alive by new half elves joining and providing unrelated blood.  They hold territory on the outskirts of civilization, and constantly have to fight to maintain their lands.  Unger was on his coming of age challenge, and had been ambushed by monsters.  He was about to be killed when he fell into a plot hole and ended up in the PPC.

He is unused to technology of any kind and is still very jumpy when one of the 'magic' boxes makes a sudden noise. He is still easily impressed by cigarette lighters and other simple devices. He has been introduced to modern indoor plumbing, although he might still harbor some fears of being sucked down drains.

He is very energetic and enthusiastic about getting the opportunity to kill enemies. His tribe measures warriorly prowess in enemy scalps. His ready and willing attitude when it comes to killing enemies is possibly one of the reasons he was kept in the PPC.