History
A veritable juggernaught unto himself, there are few who have seen Occam who would ever forget him. 8 and half feet tall, over 1300 lbs, the ground itself seems to shake as he moves.
Occam began life as most humanoid half-breeds do - in poverty. The sotry of his creation is all too common among half-ogres: a mother raped by a father. His managed to survive the encounter and make her way to the city of Monteon where, penniless and friendless, she became a resident of the Pitt, a bowl-like depression near the city dump where refugees and homeless tried to survive.
As a child, Occam's size served him well, and he was left to himself most of the time, except for when a group got the courage to beat him. He spent his days wandering the Pitt, rarely venuring beyond its ruined and dilapidated shacks.
More hardship when he was 8 - his mother died. Now with no one, Occam left the Pitt altogether and retreated into the dump itself, where few cared to venture, given the madmen that tried to survive there - not to mention the hordes of carrior crawlers and other monstrosities. With little other recourse, Occam began to live off what he could find, rotting cast-offs at first, but quickly moving on to eating what he could catch, be they rats, or other men.
For 10 years he lived this existance, when chance would step up and give him a break. nearly 8 feet tall now, Occam bested a foppish young noble and his squire who had ventured into the dump for cheap thrills, and had run into the half-giant who lived there. The recently deceased, and soon to be eaten, carried a considerable sum of money with him, not to mention the fine weapons, allowing Occam to move onto something different.
And so it came to pass that A Giant's Feast became one of the best taverns in the city. Hundreds of patrons a day flocked to the 3 story eatery to partake of the finest and most unique foods ever tasted. Occam came up with every recipie, and always begged off giving away his cooking secrets. And so another 10 years passed, all the while people ate what was predominately human flesh. Occam even set up a side deal with the assassin's guild to dispose of bodies that would be best left undiscovered.
But, as the gods give, they also take away. Occam's secret ingredients were discovered, and he had no choice but to flee or become raw meat himself. By then, of course, he was quite wealthy, and taking his belongings made use of the secret entrance the assassins used and left the city. He was no stranger to the outside, having hunted and killed many of the tavern's repotoire himself, and now he lived off the land, killing animal and sentinent being alike, gorging himself on the flesh of everything he could find.
The most recent champter in his life began with the killing of a rutterkin in the direct service of Graz'zt. As Occam consumed the demon's heart, the Dark Prince came into his mind. As first Graz'zt wanted to destroy this mere mortal, but he relented, seeing in Occam the potential to be a powerful servent. Occam's soul was laid bare to the demon, who saw with the lust for power, the desire to consume, and saw that he could make use of this. They struck a bargain that day - Occam would serve the Dark Prince, in exchange for the power he so desired. Soon after, Occam slew a young green dragon, and upon eating of its flesh, began to change, to become more like the dragon.
Nowadays, Occam serves Graz'zt through an intermediate demon known as Laogzed the Devourer (a troglodyte demon, no less), who guides him in his quest, and in the will of the Dark Prince... and in his own twisted plots, as Occam has no knowledge the fate that his patrons have in store for him.
Appearance:
occam is huge, in spirit if not in actual size. 8'6", 1300 lbs, he dwarfs all but true giants. His black hair is shaved off daily, and his yellow eyes look sickly, but he is almost always smiling, the epitome of a 'jolly fat man.' His dragonish qualities are hidden beneath his clothes, at least for the time being.
He's always dressed in the appearance of fine clothes (through the glamour effect of his armor), and never without the huge greatsword strapped to his broad back.
Personality:
Occam actually is a rather content individual, always courteous and friendly with those he meets, talking with a bousterous voice and possessing a hearty and contageous laugh. Regardless of some of his more exotic ingreadients, he's an accomplished cook and could discuss food and drink for hours at a time. He can also eat for hours at a time - Occam is almost always eating, whether gorging at a meal, or just nibbling on snacks. he's not picky about what it is, if it's dead, he'll most likely eat it.
Goals:
Personal goals include eating anything he's never eaten before, as well as eating that which will increase his powers. He desires to know what new avenues of existance will open up once he has completed the change to half dragon. little does he realize just what Graz'zt - and more importantly, Laogzed - have in store for him (for a little insight, see
http://enworld.org/forums/showthread.php?postid=752276#post752276 )
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