Gurg_da_Barbarian

Gurg Da Barbarian
Medium Giant
Level 1 Trisalt (Troll 1//Evolutionist 1//Barbarian 1)

HD; 1d12+5 (17HP)
EXP; 0/1000

Movement; 50ft

Alignment; Neutral
Initiative; +1

AC; 16 (+1 Dex, + 5 Natural), Touch 11, Flatfooted 15

Base Attack/Grapple; +1/+5

Attack; Claw +5 (1d6+6) or Bite +5 (1d4+2) or sap +5 (1d6+4 Nonleathal)
Full Attack; 2 Claws +5 (1d6+5) and Bite +0 (1d4+2) or or sap +5 (1d6+4 Nonleathal)
Attack Options; Reckless Assault, Rage 1/Day
Special Qualities; Monster Sage, Primal Mutator, Shrug it off 5/Day

Abilities; Strength 19 (+4), Dexterity 13 (+1), Constitution 21 (+5), Intelligence 16 (+3), Wisdom 16 (+3), Charisma 14 (+2), Appearance 14 (+2)
Saves; Fort+9, Ref+1, Will+3

Skills; Craft (Alchemy) +9, Concentration +11, Diplomacy +8, Intimidate +8, Knowledge (Arcana) +9, Knowledge (Nature) +9, Preform (Sexual Technique) +11, Survival +8, Sense Motive +8, Spot +6, Listen +6
Feats; Elemental Mutator, Pleasing Physique (B)
Vore Feats; Stretchy Stomach, Bottomless Stomach
Flaws; Cold-Blooded

Possessions; Loincloth, belt, belt pouch, 'Club' (Sap)


Mutations (9); Evolve Aptitude, Evolve Skills, Powerful Form, Resilient Form, Superior Grace, Superior Intellect, Natural Armor, Natural Weapons (Claws, Increased Damage), Evolve Fortitude.

Backstory

The trolls have several traditions, such as they are, that remain more or less unchanged, even in the face of the changing world, traditions that have survived upheaval, cataclysm, and entire era's unabated. For in the frozen north, the trolls have endured and thrived for ages uncounted, in all their barbaric ferocity and splendor. Mostly barbarism however. Still, Gurg is an example of one of their coming of age rites.

It does not matter how long lived you are, as long as you lack the signature regeneration of the trolls. And so, once they reach human size, the troll whelps are thrown out of their homes, abandoned to find their own way, to return once they have achieved size and power, and can regenerate their limbs. Proof after all, is hard to fake when you must regrow a limb freshly torn from you.

Still, he wandered south, towards warmer lands, as while he may be somewhat more suited to the cold then humans, well, trolls are far from immune to the chill. Still, his forays into civilization have met with a combination of rather mixed results, and have left him owing a debt to a thieves guild, the result of preforming extortion on their turf.

Well, along with kidnapping, whoring himself out a bit, and the occasional eaten person really. Yet, as he came to the nexus, well, things have been looking up for him! He's got a little place in an out of the way cove, and the area is surprisingly lax on the whole violence and eating people thing.

One local Gurg came across was Clair_Harris, in which he demonstrated various skills, massage and the fact that green tongues were the best. Still, she slipped inside towards the end, even though his tongue kept playing with her as she slipped inside.

Lately, while having a quantum pixie on his shoulder, he ambushed and devoured Shizu_Shizuko, in a way that was perhaps a touch more feral and savage then he usually did things, but he was hungry, so bloody hungry...


The troll chuckles. "Leave your taunts to the paladins girl. Is courage killing yourself for no benefit to the clan? Is it facing something you do not have to, that could easily kill you, without extensive planning, preparation, numbers, equipment and luck?" He snorts. "When confronted with a danger one can not face, the smart man retreats, rather then allow pride to destroy reason." His tone is calm, serious and deadly. "All I would accomplish is to die alongside you. So, I have two options. Sure death aiding a stranger I am under no obligation to assist against a foe we cannot defeat, or assured retreat and survival, at the sacrifice of an utter stranger, unrelated to the clan in any way, shape or form?" He snorts. "Women. Arrogant to a fault, then expecting men to get them out of the situation their pride lands themselves in." Gurgs response to a female wolf anthro questioning his courage for not fighting a dragoness (that said wolf was going one on one with) in the EroticLabyrinth... of which he is a champion.