Esel was sphere vanity. He also had a hatred for tall people, which is why he seldom travelled with giants. He "slipped" a few times and mentioned his plans for a war on the talls, but it was never going to come to fruition. Esel was in a reality a balding, pudgy, sweaty little bastard with all the personal charm of a vaginal bloodblister, but he saw only sexiness and perfection in himself.