Once the mighty and proud barbarian defenders of the holy mount Arreat, the tribe had little to no work since the archangel Tyrael destroyed the worldstone. Eventually, the continue spawning of heroes, spam-bots and powerful online sellers of godlike items cleansed the world they came of all evil, leaving the tribe without a work. Economy tells us that it's difficult to keep a house if you don't have a job of any kind; without a stable income not even the immense credits towards the heroes owned by the blacksmith Larzuk were enough to keep their homes in a decent state. Jobless, in pants and still keeping the muscular frame thanks to the rabbit diet (rabbit for breakfast, rabbit for lunch, rabbit for dinner and some veggies from ol' granny Malah to avoid the rabbit starvation that killed Christoper McCandless aka mr. Supertramp), they thrown themselves into the shining porn industry, each using as nickname one of the runewords of their ancestors, for everyone to remember the glorious past hours of "O SOJ N HR".