Waruk
Orc Male
Not affiliated with an Alliance
I am Waruk, Shaman of the Red Orcs. Mercy is not natural for me so don't test me. But I will listen and learn. Never forget I am Orc!!!!
Waruk loves orc children and when he is in right mood they use him a climbing hill for their battles. It is said that he saw another orc beating a small half orc/dwarf child. In a rage he killed them with his club and adopted the child into his family.
The cavern echoed with the clash of steel. Thorin, the Dwarf Orc Slayer, swung his rune-etched axe, its heavy blade biting into Waruk’s thick thigh.
The massive orc warlord merely roared, a sound that shook the stalactites. Waruk didn't flinch. He raised his jagged cleaver, bringing it down with terrifying, brutal force. Thorin raised his shield, but it was useless against
the sheer momentum.
The rusted iron sheared through wood, chainmail, and flesh alike. In one sickening crunch, the dwarf was cleaved in two. Waruk tossed his bloody weapon aside, lifted the Slayer's top half, and began his grotesque feast.
