Shaman of Fist Splatter Clan.

He rarely takes his original Orcish form, usually he would roam in animal forms suitable to his enviroment, from spider to tiger in the wild, to different living and undead forms in other enviroments.
His original form is a towering dark green skinned orc, natural powerful muscles and broad shoulders usually covered with animal parts and natural fabrics cover his form.
Of all the loud-mouth screaming and howling orcs in his clan, he is the one to keep quiet, a thinker rather than a talker, so mysterious that some orcs suspect that his orc form itself is not his real form sometimes.
A utility tool for his clan, he would fly over secured city gates as a spectre or dragon, only to land inside and open the gates from within, be a fly on the wall when a spy is needed, and provide medicine for wounded warriors.
He adjusts, survives, and serves his - and his clan's needs loyaly.

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Do your worst.