Before you stands a genuine half-orc of northern orgins. Far off from the bone chilling blizards of Ice Wind Dale this savage has roamed, and indeed. He looks like that. Travel worn clothing often adorning with various furs and stolen mismached pieces of armour decorate that thick, greenish gray skin of his. A web of battle scars decorate it, nearly all holding a tale of victory, and few of them, more thicker and deeper tell a tale of a defeat. Often he prefares a savage looking great axe over sheild and axe, but when the situation demands it he adpots his tactics. By no means is this orcbreed a dumb warrior, even if their reputation is of such. Pair of yellow eyes beneath the massive brow gleam akin to an untamed beast. He is often calm, quiet and most of the time peaceful. But when he is thrown in fit of battle, barely contained animal instict spills out in wild and savage battle rage. Muscles a plenty and undenable, a true and pure man of steel. Firm everywhere, rippling thro-out the entire form. Impressive beast this man is. Thick black hair, much like a lions mane, or bears belt, falls from the top of his head in often somwhat messy fall. His voice coarse and rough, like so many gravels dragged on stone, if anything even more it brings in mind the beast the feral gleam of eyes reminds one of off.

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Do what thou willst and let's keep IC and OOC separate, tells are welcome!