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An aging man in his early 50's, Wally (Oris Pograff), as his close friends know him, is an athletic and pious Pelorite who is ever the steady hand and soothing voice in times of stress.

A piton in the storm that was the Dwarven Wars he maintained the populous with morning mass, leading triage and conducting surgeries. His magics while not the strongest in advancement, have the most potency of any priest in the church.

He is up with the sunrise each morning and jogs in a pair of shortened breeches save the coldest where he wears a pair of long furry leggings.

He is known, but not well known, beyond the church walls.

He has a robust family, of eight sons and four daughters. Two of his sons are priests of Pelor, and a daughter has taken to the library, following the ways of Oghma.

His wife, Lillian Pograff, provides services in the Orphanage since it opened.

Since he has suffered his seizure, he has been placed in bed care for some weeks, tended to closely by all in the church.

"He shall have the finest care." -- Vane Thal'adriel

Walthonor Pograff passed away in the Pinnacle Garden under the light of Pelor; he was discovered by his up coming class of neophytes to be sitting smiling into the sky blue horizon, his robe open and his chest exposed.

After a short service and a private family celebration, Mr. Pograff was interred alongside his fore bearers in the sanctums underneath the Church of Sun & Scroll.

In his last will and testament, Walthonor wrote, "I pen these words as a young man knowing one day I will be gone. I have so far lived my life with the recklessness my mother feared I enjoyed. I hope that when my spirit passes on, it leaves a body weathered by activity and a mind full of experiences."

The will continues through the standard fare of dolings, written by Pograff in his later years. Among these are quips such as, "To Lord Sidney Kessel Meir, I leave my gilded globe, my prize quill set, and my ink recipes. You may also have my woolen socks that you always saw fit to comment upon. I trust they'll keep your feet well and warm. I also leave my respect for a man who showed me that the heart and mind can work together. Oh, I had nearly forgotten to note, that I did find that key after all, and I put it on a ring as you had suggested. Alas, I have misplaced the ring."

Since his passing, a few of the priests who would join Walthonor, Pelorite and Oghmite alike, have begun to gather for morning runs through the city.

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