Race: Orcblood, mixbreed
Gender: oh yeah, le bulge
Age: ~25 by human standarts
Height: ~2 m
Eyes: Intense yellow

Overall look:
The brutish looking womanly figure with blue shaded skin and vibrant red hair seems to posess a wild, yet oddly sharp look about her. Despite enlarged tusks and overall buff physique her face possesses some keen features, akin to an elf no less. Especially considering two pointy ears sprouting from either side of her buzzcut head. She is, a curious mix of orcbloods for sure, perhaps even a troll wormed its way into her genes.

A bit of a story:
Among the many worlds orc and other greenskins inhabit, a particular tribe resides in a world surviving after a huge catastrophe of apocalyptic proportions. Scrapping what they could in an unforgiving wasteland, and trying to breed better, stronger warriors for the tribe. Not shunning away from "using" other races as well. In such a vile but pragmatic way Zaeke was born. Who knows what "halfs" she had, perhaps those responsible for breeding practises knows, but not her. What she knows, is that she is fed up living up day by day ambushing, killing and salvaging ruins of ancient civilizations, just to survive and get little to no resognition in her circle. Thus, she went into the desert, to look for adventure, and that particular round stone circles she, and only she found in the wastes.

WIPpip

Lights:
I have a list of general lights which describe my ERP preferences as a player, if you're interested, then check this: https://nwn.sinfar.net/character.php?pc_id=57280

Lights for this specific character:

She's after willing, or not so willing subby girls. And boys. She always act dominant, try to persuade her otherwise and you might have to fight for it.

Thus:
Dominating, heavy cum play, musk, scentplay, various wild encounters with buff orcblood and her burdensome privates. Treating cute elves, humans or whatnot as her captives and rightful spoils of war, or as her breeding stock. Depravity and roughness, pain and humilation. Taking what she wants and dumping well rutted bodies into nearest piles of trash... you got the idea.
Or befriending those cute girls and boys, and getting to know them better for longer, more heated encounters. Who said orcs can't have friends? Well, she ain't a full orc anyway.

Occasional cuddle goes with her too.

Tell friendly.