Prosh, a Grung of the Way of the Open Hand Monk, hails from a clan that thrived in the lush canopies of their ancestral home. His skin is a vibrant shade of green, typical of his kind, with darker patches that resemble the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves. At a youthful thirty-five years, Prosh's physique is lean and muscular, a testament to his rigorous training and the demands of his quest. His eyes, a deep amber, reflect a wisdom beyond his years, a trait honed by the teachings of his elders and the trials of his journey. He wears simple monk robes dyed in the colors of the forest, a constant reminder of the home he seeks to reclaim for his people.

Prosh's quest began when Hobgoblins, driven by greed, started to deforest his clan's territory, forcing them to seek a new sanctuary. Entrusted with this mission, Prosh's resolve is unyielding. He travels the lands, seeking a new home, guided by the ancient teachings of his order. His unique trait is his voice, which carries a melodic, almost hypnotic quality, a result of his clan's traditional songs used in meditation and battle.

Despite his determination, Prosh faces numerous challenges. The world outside his clan's territory is vast and often hostile, with creatures and peoples who view him with suspicion or outright hostility. Yet, Prosh's training as a monk allows him to navigate these dangers with grace and resilience. He uses his martial prowess and the philosophical teachings of his order to overcome obstacles, often turning potential enemies into allies through understanding and compassion.

As Prosh continues his journey, his experiences shape him, deepening his understanding of the world and his place within it. He learns that a home is not just a place but a community built on trust and mutual respect. His quest, though fraught with peril, ultimately leads him to a new land where his clan can flourish, a testament to his perseverance and the enduring spirit of his people.