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This huge Minotaur is a charismatic caravan helper. He’s handsome, tall and rolling with muscle.</br>
His powerful physique can be imposing, but he’s not all muscle. It’s a kind man who fought his way through many hardship.</br>
He’s always ready to help someone in need and will go through all layers of Hell and back for his friends.</br>
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His tales and jokes always entertained [[Dauphine Tirfelya|Dauphine]] and she made sure to be around the central square when the caravan arrived to see if he was there.
</br>Caravans usually stayed one or two days and she’d join the caravan people in the tavern at night to listen to their stories and in particular get fooled by the Minotaurs party tricks. </br>
On occasion he’d join her on a mushroom hunt, and watch her cook up a feast of foraged mushrooms and plants which they’d eat by the fire.</br>
Lately he carried a gemshorn he was learning to play.
The other caravan members weren’t that charmed of his loud instrument and his lack of skill meant the caravan was being accompanied by unhinged sounds. As it happens, the caravan has been less approached by shady characters. But the crew would rather fight of some bandits than travel with a constant sense of panic.</br> 
Dauphine would entertain his efforts however, helping him with a silver flute she would borrow from her mother.</br>
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Dauphine has taught him to make acorn ‘coffee’. Which, if you know coffee does not resemble coffee. But Dauphine doesn’t know better so she calls it coffee due to the resemblance in colour and texture.</br>
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Eventually Evgenis stopped travelling with the caravan. But his story didn’t end there.</br>
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He managed to learn to play the Gemshorn and decided to quit the carvan and follow his hear as entertainer and musician.</br>He wanted to try his luck in Stjordvik. Going from tavern to tavern he has moderate success. He plays his gemshorn at a moderate level to give the taverns visitors the ability to talk.</br>
But as a result they are often captivated in silence.</br>
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The coin he made was never more than to keep afloat, but at least he did something he loved. </br>
In the past he would be hired for his muscle, his towering physique and wide chest imposes friend and foe.</br>
No sane burglar would want to be on the receiving end of those horns.</br>
Now, those horns are adorned with colourful knitted or crocheted socks and pompoms made by fans that used his wide chest as a pillow.</br>
His whereabouts are here or there. While his passion is his horn, whispers say he’s taken the odd muscle job on the side.</br>
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