Urg the Unlikely, Half-Ogre
Medium Humanoid; Wiz 1, AL N; CR 2; age 20
HD 2d8+1d4+9; hp 24;
Init +0; Spd 30 ft; AC 12 (+2 natural)
BAB +1; Atk +6 melee or +1 ranged;
SV Fort +6, Ref +0, Will +4;
Str 20, Dex 10, Con 16, Int 14, Wis 14, Cha 10
Skills (13 points): Concentration +2 (5), Climb +2 (7), Listen +2 (6), Spot +2 (6), Read/Write (2), Knowledge (arcana) +2 (4), Spellcraft +1 (3)
Feats: Weapon Focus (quarterstaff), Spellcasting Prodigy, Scribe Scroll
Languages: common, giant
Armor: none
Weapons: Quarterstaff: Atk +7 melee, Dmg 1d6+7, crit x2
Javelin: Atk +1 ranged, Dmg 1d6+5, crit x2, range 30ft
Other Gear: scroll of mage armor, scroll of enlarge
Spells: 3/2 DC = 13 + spell level
Spell Book:
0 – all
1st – mage armor, color spray, sleep, enlarge, cause fear, magic missile
The crack skull tribe has a problem. They have always been a very straightforward tribe of ogres, raiding, looting, and cooking and eating captives. The crack skull ogres were happy with their simple if evil life, it required little thought (which tended to give them headaches) and fulfilled all of their needs. Recently Urg, the son of the clan chieftain Blog Braineater has been causing all manner of problems and disturbing the ogre way of life. For you see Urg is a very odd ogre, he’s smart.
When Urg was born it was immediately apparent that he was far from the usual ogre. When his mother Glogga Braineater was handed the squalling ogre infant she dropped the poor child in disgust, screaming that her child had been deformed by some awful curse. When Blog scooped his new son up from the ground to see what his wife was carrying on about he too was struck by the child’s horrible deformities. Unlike most ogres, Urg’s skin was pink and soft untouched by the boils and warts that make an ogre so attractive. In addition his teeth were straight and even and didn’t jut from his mouth like they were supposed to. The infant’s limbs were well formed and straight, not knobby and crooked at the joints like his father. As Blog stared at the strange creature that was his son a horrible thought fought its way into his thick skull; he Blog Braineater, chieftain of the Crack Skull ogres had a half human son.
Blog turned to his wife in mute shock, humans were for eating and torturing not, ughh, mating. Blog realized that Glogga had probably eaten the child’s real father not long after she had had her way with him and that he couldn’t take his anger out on the poor human, so he did the next best thing. Glogga Braineater was sacrificed to Vaprak, the evil god of ogres the following night for crimes to perverse to even think about.
After disposing of his wife Blog turned to the question of her bastard child. Urg was too small to make much of a meal and Blog had no other children, so he indulged his rarely used curiosity and decided to let the child live and see what kind of ogre he could be made into. Blog rationalized that he could always eat Urg later if he made a lousy ogre. Blog announced to the tribe that Urg would be regarded in all ways as his son and that he was to be brought up as a proper ogre, his human parentage never to be mentioned.
Urg grew quickly and soon proved to be invaluable to his father. At the age of five he became the clans treasurer, as he was the only one that could count beyond twenty. Urg also was the only one in the tribe that could read, having taught himself from the various books and scrolls left behind from various devoured adventurers. Many of the ogre’s hated and envied Urg because of his intelligence but were unable to dispose of the half-breed for fear of his father who doted on the young ogre.
Urg’s life took a dramatic turn in his 20th year when a bedraggled halfling adventurer was dragged kicking and screaming into the tribe’s lair by a returning raiding party. The adventurer was one Haldo Halfstaff, a minor wizard who was destined to be the tribe’s next meal. Urg recognized Haldo’s Spellbook for what it was and intervened on the doomed wizard’s behalf. He offered the halfling a bargain; he was to teach Urg magic for the term of three months and if Urg learned successfully Haldo would be free to go. Faced with the prospect of being slow roasted, Haldo eagerly agreed to Urg’s offer.
Haldo was amazed to find that Urg had not only a keen intellect but also a natural inclination for magic; it wasn’t a month before Urg was casting his first cantrip and at the end of three months he had mastered numerous minor spells. True to his word Urg granted the halfling his freedom and informed his father that the tribe now had a wizard. Blog was none to pleased with the announcement, he had indulged his adopted son’s antics with the halfling because he saw no harm in it and didn’t really expect Urg to actually learn magic. Magic was for sissies not for big tough ogres, Blog explained to his son. Why cast a spell at an enemy when its so much more fun to pound his brains out with your club, that’s the ogre way. Only humans and puny elves learned magic because they weren’t strong enough to defend themselves properly. Blog ordered his son to stop practicing magic and behave like a proper ogre.
Urg has reluctantly agreed to his father’s demands but still practices magic in secret and snaps up any and all magic item the tribe manages to collect. He has become obsessed with the pursuit of arcane lore and realizes that he will eventually have to leave his tribe if he is to progress any further as a wizard. The rest of the clan is very suspicious of Urg and his strange powers (intelligence) and fear that Urg will anger Vaprak for being too smart. Blog is beginning to think he should have just eaten Urg after all.
