Absent minded, clumsy, irrational, confused.

Locations: Grog Rock, Eating Hall, Well.

Character: Rushi is a total klutz when anything but sober, which is fairly rare. Partial inebriation is almost a given. Despite this, he is quite well educated in the intricacies of life through first-hand experience. His speech is somewhat lyric, in a slightly dirty limerick way. This is especially funny when he is fairly sloshed. Rushi’s moods are unpredictable, swinging from the irrationally optimistic to the dark depression in a few scant moments; the grog is usually to blame. Behind the façade of dirt and alcohol, there lies a gentle, sweet man; it is quite hard to see this, however. Most of the children find him very funny; more often than not, Rushi enjoys the company of the young ones.

Description: Rushi is large and fairly brutish in appearance. He has an excellent start on a beer belly, and doesn’t appear to have bathed in weeks. His puffy eyes have the glaze of a habitual drunk, and his dark complexion is visibly flushed. He wears only a white loincloth, which looks stiff and soiled with neglect. Rushi moves unsteadily and with hesitation.

"Jius-a-lilll morre.." (to the Maker of the Juice)
"Oh, what damned things I do to myself," as he vomits into a bucket by the well.
"I have often seen these -- durr -- things with which you speak.. der, what was that?
" (Pieces of his inner education trying to come out)
"I have not seen the delights of this grog and wondrous food in hours!"
"Wassat?!" He fetches the mug of grog mead sitting in front of the person and quickly guzzles it.

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