Orgalth got his name because no horse will carry him so he walks everywhere.

Not so tall but quite so broad, even his muscles have muscles.

In between raiding seasons, Orgalth makes a tidy sum posing for heavy metal posters and Molly Hatchet album covers.

Normally friendly and quick with a joke, usually a dirty one, sometimes too friendly, especially to young maidens who might be growing tired of the burden of maidenhood.

"Lemme 'elp yer out a bit wit' this Lass.  
One prick an' yer won't 'ave ter bother y'self worryin' 'bout it never again..."
"An' it won't be gettin' in tha' way when ya fucks no more neither"

Not quite six feet tall
Not quite six feet around the chest
Dark blonde hair and bright blue eyes
If he hasn't tried to kill you, he likes you.


Bluntly honest, he means what he says, just maybe not the way it was heard

"Y'know why they call it an Org-asm ?
C'mere an' I'll show ya a few times"

Orgalth prefers women but he also knows "when yer gettin' yer dick sucked, y'don't have t'look down 'less yer wants to"

He also likes bending a buxom beauty over the nearest boulder but they all look the same from the back and dicks can be washed later