Ignatius Strom

Ignatious Strom, born to repressive sheep-farmers in the west of the Nentir, was always a charming boy. Despite his parents strict belief in the more fundamentalist interpretations of Pelor’s Gospel (he was sure the word was “celeb-rate”) he thrived on their small plot of land.

Honing his diplomatic skills on their wooly quadrupeds (sheep being the most easily convinced of the bovids) he hoped to one day become an advisor or at least a decent wagon-merchant. Unfortunately his honest upbringing left him unable to bluff, and an unfortunate event involving a broken sheep intestine and a ewe forced him to join Pelor’s religious order.

His parents are very proud of their little Iggy’s new role as cleric, and they just don’t mention the other thing. Recently the fruits of Strom’s ‘labor’ appeared in the form of Asteron Fitzstrom, an albino Minotaur with his mother’s hindquarters. Ignatious was so moved by Asteron’s subsequent sacrifice to resurrect his father that he realized the widespread repercussions of his farmyard philandering, and has vowed to cease his bovine molestation... On Sundays.