We call him Ox,
You call him Sir.

He's big, he's tough, and he's trained. We're just glad he on our side. This Scottish brute is one of the nicest friends one could ask for. When he is working, he isn't friendly so don't even try. Aside from being a peacekeeper he also helps around with maintenance of the facilities.

He was plucked straight from the Scottish highlands when he was a young lad. He was trained in various styles of arse-kickery, and external body management and repositioning. He was fed a healthly amount of stones and wheat stocks until he ate up the entire wheat supply. This is when they switched him to consistent diet of physical activity.