A dear and decent man, Naif is my Gentle Giant. He wouldn't hurt a soul unless his friends are in danger. He's not all there, something about a raid on his village when he was just a boy. He's almost entirely deaf, but reads your lips better than you hear the words.

Don't trust him in a game of camel-tipping. He knows this sweep technique. Long story...

He's got the heart of a lion and the soul of a cockeyed poet. Women would swoon if only they didn't have to look at him, but once you get past his giant and grotesque exterior, you'll be astounded at the size of his heart.

He's our troupe's Strong Man and has an amazing baritone voice.

He won't rape your daughters and he's marvelous for those jobs you just can't reach.

He's my very Gentle Friend.

Dahab