The nomadic Tauren are a native race of proud warriors, hunters and shamans who live a rather simple and peaceful lifestyle, relying not on stonework architecture or more complex technologies, preferring to life off the land itself and giving thanks to the Earthmother for all she provides. Many tauren reside within their own respective tribes, keeping closely amongst other tauren and maintaining a mostly stoic existence, though this isn't true for all tauren. There are those... few who may divide themselves from the 'herd' for their own reasons.
Morhn Fargraze is one of those rare tauren that chose a nomadic lifestyle that took him far beyond the lands of Mulgore and further still from Kalimdor. In fact, this gentle giant's travels have led him to lands even further beyond where technically the likes he has never seen before has crossed his path, along with creatures from various walks of life beyond what he had witnessed across Kalimdor. Many, many species with different behaviors and dressed in strange, outlandish garb that differs immensely from his own attire of mostly linen and wool.
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Morhn has lived a very peaceful existence as a tauren despite what some might think of his 'warrior-like' stature and appearance. He's towers at 9'2'' and weighs just over 670lbs with a body entirely covered in a rich, brown coat of fine fur that pales just slightly around the torso region and lower arms and legs. His horns are somewhat stunted and short, kept that way due to his own personal reasons however and are of an intense black hue, similar to that of his mane that runs down his neck and spine just short of half way. To contrast these dark hues, however, one would find that Morhn's eyes are a brilliant shade of sapphire blue and reflect a rather docile and gentleness to them, even when angered.
One might most commonly find Morhn sporting a vest and slacks of linen, tailored by himself to fit his large figure whilst also wearing woolen cuffs around his wrists and a sturdy belt that appears to be made of crocodile skin, topped with an iron buckle of crude craft. Rarely does he tend to his clothes, finding little reason to do so unless his modesty is questioned by more modern or 'local' cultures that would frown upon a bared tauren. Morhn is one to adamantly uphold the expectations of the locals when venturing into new lands as long as they respect his own as a vegetarian wanderer.