((While not strictly adhering to the realms and lore of Faerun, this particular character is part of a fiction I am currently writing.))

A r u k u - (AH - Roo - Koo) :::: The unlikely result and offspring between Oni and Orc, it is the name of his people.


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The drums were a thunder across every battlefield, roaring armies drawn to silence when their champions were sent forward to face the enemy hordes.

Thousands of feet stamping, marching across war-torn planes; grinding to a halt as the armor stands motionless. Eyes behind masks that are painted to depict demons find themselves face to face with an actual demon.  Some eyes are wide, hidden behind those masks with terror. Others hold the resolve of tempered steel. Both know they face their death when they come eye to eye with the Oni.

But what of this one? His green skin is like an Orc, but pale, and holds a distant gleam of blue under the gaze of a keen eye. His hair is midnight, the darkest shades of blue that fringe on the borders of black. His eyes are another story of their own; solid pools of volcanic glass that are vagrant reflections of pale moons. Faded scars cover every rise and divot, though rather than chipping away at his body; the scars have grown outward. Slashes and cuts have malformed into ridges along his flesh, stabs and cleaves have bulged into knots of gnarled skin like the bark of a great tree.

He brandishes a broken sword as his weapon, the fog of a hundred battles is worn like a cloak around its edge; shattering what once was a grand blade to behold, both awe inspiring and terrifying. It was, and is, as devastatingly beautiful as the creature that wields it.

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~~!Lights!~</>
Not a mindless breeding machine, but there is always room for a rut after hunting.

If there is an attraction, it is warranted. If there is potential, he will restrain his urges. Race and gender hold no sway over his desire for companionship; be it friend, rival, lover, or mate.

Primarily a loner, but will approach if the other catches his eye. Doesn't mind being the one approached either, admiring those who know what they desire.

For anything and everything else, send a tell for curious questions, inquiries, or invitations.