Like most of his kind, Nusku avoids most of so-called civilized society. Unlike most of his kind, it's more due to the fact that
he refuses to disguise himself which usually leads to some at best prejudice and at worst impromptu violence. Honestly this suites
him just fine as he tends to hate almost everyone else. He also tends to hate most animals also but the animals at least have
the sense to stay away. He doesn't remember a whole lot about his family as they were killed while on the road by some "adventurers"
when he was very small. He has been on his own ever since, stealing, hunting, or foraging for food. For a short time, he even worked
for a sect of the goddess Mel Nach. While he was completely on board with the deity's teachings as far as taking what you what as
long as you can get away with it, he found the acolytes a little too intense for his liking. He was just trying to survive which
meant occasionally being cruel, but he never found joy in it. Survival of the fittest or even most clever was the way of the world
and Nusku embraced it.
But even that didn't last forever, so like many Nusku hesitantly joined the Adventurer's guild. His main specialty was often as a guide for hapless commoners through the wilderness or occasionally bringing back a bounty, often dead if that was an option. The pay was horrendous but steady so he put up with it. Hopefully one day he can earn enough money so he can quit and then shut the guildmaster's
loud mouth, permanently. But for now, he bides his time and saves his coppers.