Before you is what appears to be a large mature humanoid hog of some sorts, perhaps something more.  He has acclimated to the city a bit after being around for some time, working in the docks and as a mercenary.  He now knows more language and customs of city life, often seeking opportunities to try this new world.  He finds  Elves and Humans and similar species quite exotic and fascinating, but finds their ideas of class and nobility a bit tiresome.

Bhurgrod can be hard to read at times, his bestial face rarely making much expression combined with him not speaking much, but he is clearly intelligent.  He has a round gut, and the dark coarse hair that sprouts from his chest and head has streaks of grey in it.  To many onlookers these things might make them view him as old.  However these physical signs in his breed mark him as entering peak strength, aggression, and virility, a proven survivor, a dominant male of the herd, now imbued with an ache to spread his line.  More closely examining the brute would show thick slabs of muscle under his fat, and a predatory alertness in his slow scanning eyes.

Some changes have started to show on Bhurgrod as he grows and prospers.  His eyes have reddend, ridges of horn poke out of his mane.  Perhaps those things have always been there and gone unnoticed, perhaps it is merely an aspect of his nature now manifesting physically.  Whatever the case there is something more than mundane to this predatory creature, perhaps other signs have always been there*.



Some rumours move around about boarmen like this, that they have no females, and that they prey upon and breed young females of other species.  Surely they are baseless rumours, but some might find the idea disturbing or frightening**.

* such as his success at interspecial breeding, aggressive arousal, and the excessively copious drooling of his cock when aroused that lends itself to taking unwilling prey

Reds: Males, non-females, scat, full animals, anal, fap logging, non descriptive posts, heavy BDSM, long term slavery or pregnancy themes

Yellows: Consensual (pretty much a red, but it could happen, its just not typically what I am looking for), some binding/light bondage, oral, vanilla scenes

Greens: Females, Elves, Half-Elves, Humans, other species in that ballpark, Non-con, rape, inducing fear, stoking that fear, breeding or threat of,  chasing, abduction, payback, bringing the haughty down a peg, flirts that dont expect him to act, naivety and recklessness, groping, stalking, licking, scent play, taunting, degrading language, predjudice racial/class/age, predator/prey themes, him drooling cum somewhat excessively, descriptive detailed posts, slow burn build up before penetration, rolling some events in encounters, general non eRP, RP motivations


Bhurgrod is a brute, a predator, and a beast when it comes to his libido.  He aches to find young breeding prey, and is highly aroused by the capture and fear involved.  He is not mindless and will use trickery and cunning, in addition to brute force.  He finds it particularly satisfying to provide consequences to those that are arrogant, insulting, haughty, the naive/reckless/inexperienced, or flirts that think they can behave and tease without that consequence.

If you fit the lights and want to get on his radar, flirt/tease him, insult him, or act superior and if interested he will have some kind of frustrated response.

In particular long legged, slim, young, Elfy, modest breasted, girls, with curvy legs and rear make him throb

**(The truth about his nature, for those with extraplanar knowledge or knowledge of fiends)

Patron/Creator:  Ghlorgotog, the Glutton of the Fallen Tower

Bhurgrod is a Glutboar, specifically a Glutspawn of their kind.  Glutboar are a fiendish species of all male boar-men that owe their origin to their patriarch Ghlorgotog.  They are similar to the more demonically inclined groups of Gnolls in that their spread is fueled by dark magic and they tend to be somewhat feral and single minded.

Glutboars are lustful and gluttonous beings by nature, seeking to sate their appetites in often destructive ways.  In particular they revel in toppling haughty and prideful lords and civilizations and ravishing the bounty of that conquest.  Often consuming much of the population and it's spoils in the aftermath, while taking the young women to breeding pits to bolster their numbers with indulgent and messy group breedings, as they have no females of their own.  

Glutboars are gluttons for fear, and hunger to see the haughty brought low with fear and regret, savoring dragging nobles out of towers to watch their families roasted and devoured while their bloodlines are ruined as their daughters are mounted by horrible boarmen.  Noble blood, and specifically virgin princesses of breeding age, brought low and taken as sow are considered a powerful sacrifice to Ghlorgotog.  That sloppy and darkly salacious pairing birthing a powerful and honoured Glutboar known as a Glutspawn, considered to be a direct spawn of Ghlorgotog himself.

Glutspawn grow quickly, are cunning and more intelligent, larger and stronger, and gifted with fiendish blessings.  They grow to exhibit more fiendish features, develop sorcerous powers, and can be reborn by their progeny when one of them breeds with a mate appropriate to birth a Glutspawn.  As such they lead tribes to lands of fertile bounty and conquest.

While most choose to avoid Glutboar, especially if they understand their nature, there are some who seek them out.  Usually dispossessed, discarded, and undervalued young women who find some of the Glutboar's inclinations darkly appealing.  Seeking the power to topple regimes themselves, some of these would be consort witches sate the carnal urges of a tribe willingly.  The fearful yet eager offerings of their young bodies coaxing thick potent fiendish seed from the beasts, that instead of breeding them, imbues them with dark power.

They gain sorcerous power and find their bodies retain their youth and beauty by unnatural means. These witches in turn serve to help topple regimes from within, inflitrating as advisors or mages.  Luring entitled and greedy noblegirls with promises of power and eternal youth, only to walk them into secluded breeding dens where they start a wholly different life.  

Truly, many a haughty regime falls long before armies of Glutboar muster at their gates, thanks to the witches of Ghlorgotog.  This earns many a young beautiful witch reverence amongst the tribes, so long as that prestige does not lead her to prideful ideas that they are her slaves.  More than a few alluring but haughty young witches have found themselves stripped of power and clothes, and tossed to the breeding pits to serve in a much less dignified, but much messier manner as they find their bodies suddenly very fertile for the thick and virile boar seed.

(bonus points if you read this far into my dark delights)