DerHauptman
First Post
Jik'tu walks in raises to his full height, inflates his broad chest as he enters the gathering throng. He is an enormous orc fully 6 1/2 feet tall and 300 lbs. He wears a suit of scale mail with a large wooden shield strapped to his back. He caries an enormous two-handed flail with an impossibly heavy head cast in the shape of a demon with spikes in odd random places. The weapon is blackened with paint or lacquered black somehow.
He jostles a few people out of the way rather forcefully some of them. He stands in the middle of the room with the stare of a man full of hate and malice. His eyes bore into his opponents as they move about the room.
He looks for any sign of weakness in them - a downcast glance, an avoided stare and outright fear.
Then without warning and quite loudly he yells....
JIIIIIIIIIIIIKKKKKKK' TUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!
He jostles a few people out of the way rather forcefully some of them. He stands in the middle of the room with the stare of a man full of hate and malice. His eyes bore into his opponents as they move about the room.
He looks for any sign of weakness in them - a downcast glance, an avoided stare and outright fear.
Then without warning and quite loudly he yells....
JIIIIIIIIIIIIKKKKKKK' TUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!