Oh, what's this? Another art time with Josh? Huzza!

Picture this: You're walking through a field, passing happy, mooing cows treading softly through the grass. You see something in the distance. A figure. His shiny bald head gleams magnificently in the sunlight, almost blinding you. As you draw nearer, so does he, shuffling awkwardly in his tight brown robe. You see a large bulbous nose, wobbling to and fro beneath a defined unibrow, furrowed in fascinating concentration. He wobbles up to you, string you in the face.
"Emra gawd. Gimme Ermraldz!" He grunts.
Obviously this man wants your precious glowstone. You flee.

Yes, my blocky friends. Here is a beautiful image of my interpretation of an NCP testificate villager. A handsome creature, isn't he?