Height: 7 1/2ft

Weight: 350 lb

Hair:   Midnight Ink

Skin:   Thick, troll green

Eyes:   Blood Red

Marks:  Gash under right eye, missing tusk

Measurements: 44, 38, 58

An immense mountain of orc flesh clings to the figure of a thick, powerful warrior that has seen more than her fair share of trial by arms. Arms like bundled, steel wires wrapped in a soft sheathe of green meat end with large hands that could be used as weapons themselves with black claws that can make the air sing as they swoop for prey. Unkempt and wild a black mane of ropy hair drapes over her broad shoulders. Beneath is a stern visage with a strong jaw with a chubby face that gives her more of a feminine charm. Some blotchy, green freckles adorn her features to give almost hide the hideous, pale scar that looks something like frost bite in bladed form.

The cautious onlooker could note that she is not like typical orcs. Standing a few heads higher than the sturdy orcs of the mountain it becomes clear she has roots that go far deeper than the lesser kin, as she'd call them. The proud orog is aware of her strength and the way it lends to her bestial beauty. Fertility and power could sum her up accurately with an eye catching pair of breasts that rival many onlookers own heads. They are left unbound save an immodest blouse. The perky pair sit above a rounded out belly that looks thin in comparison to a enormous rear end that billows out from an incredibly wide pair of hips. Fat and muscle form a round bubble of orcish hind that sit on top of two pillars of corded muscle swathed in jiggling beef taper down into tight, muscled calves and dangerously clawed toe tips left open in a pair of blood red sandals that weren't always that color.