* Standing before you is a short creature that nearly reaches your
waist. His eyes bore into you as if searching for something you
have or might be willing to give him. He bears his broad chest
before him, snorting at any who nears him without his leave.
Behind his rather large nose a pair of eyes are set, fixed upon
your every movement. At times a froth can be seen about his mouth,
though one cannot discern whether it is ale or slobber. A great
mane of red falls about his neck and while stubbornly glaring at
you he seems to recognize your worth. It's quite apparent that
this creature has seen his fair share of battles especially with
those of his own kind.


<worn about waist> a filthy, mud-stained loincloth

* Pose brought to you by Sadie and Sebastion. Also known as my two: "Hounds of War"