Standing a little over seven feet in height, this creature lacks anywhere
near the thickness you would expect for a being of its size. Swinging his
massive, gore-spattered weapons easily, his greenish-gray skin shifts
disturbingly over tightly corded muscles that appear much to thin and gangly
to provide such power. Thin to the point of appearing emaciated, this
extends to nearly everything about him. With a narrow face, and long, thin
tusks which appear to have been sharpened intentionally protruding from his
lower jaw. Many large wounds, and numerous scars cover his body, many
appearing infected and long-unhealed; particularly a grinning skull upon his
arm which even seems to wink at you as the arm beneath moves. His eyes dart
about constantly from deep within their sockets, but they seem to lack
enough intelligence behind them for the look to be fear. Instead, a sly
gleam makes it appear that they search only for opportunities.