Oksrok Dyrtri
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Race: Ogre
Sex: Male Size: Big even for an ogre. Sexual, Social or Positional Orientation: IC only The knotted muscles fairly ripple under the skin of this massive ogre. He is adorned with the trophies of many conquests, the scars of many battles, and his piercing yellow eyes show a cunning and intelligence unusual for his kind. He carries himself with the confidence of one used to command. He glitters with bling, and his gear, though haphazard, is of exceptional quality for such an eclectic assortment. His armor bears traces of the emblem of Surt, but this has been defaced and mostly hammered out. Oksrok is a massive example of ogrish kind, almost the size of a hill giant. He's not much short of 11 feet tall, and weighs in excess of 600 pounds. Anyone so much as thinking of a social encounter had best take these factors into account. ~~~+~~~+~~~+~~~+~~~+~~~When High King Surt was slain by an alliance of the free peoples of Arche Terre his armies were left leaderless and thrown into disarray. For a while some fought on but lack of supplies and reinforcements soon reduced them to raiding and scavenging. Unto this, Oksrok Dyrtri, formet color sergeant now turned opportunistic war chief, clove his way to leadership of a sizeable band of the surviving host. By force of will and success in battle he has forged a dangerous army and is bent on carving out his own domain, to rule in his own name with an iron fist. Green: Carving a kingdom from the quiverring flesh of Arche Terre, pina coladas and walks in the rain, and generally speaking the rough stuff. Yellow: Having to listen to puny creatures half his size bicker, argue, posture, complain, boast or generally make any noise at all that isn't pleading for their miserable lives or screaming. Red: Server rules, scat, kids, etc. Seriously, are you still reading this? What's wrong with you?! |
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| Player: | Ogerlord |
| Gender (Visually): | Male |
| Race (Visually): | Uknown |