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With an attitude like that, it should come as no
surprise that he was elected (rigged, naturally) as
the leader of the Chipped Claw clan, after the former
leader suffered an unfortunate dying accident. (i.e. -
Sarkaroth threw him off a cliff after they got into an
argument about who had the more unholy weapon).
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As stated previously, Sarakoth is built like, as
what could be construed as a friend once said, "Some
big... muscly thing." This is because of his love of
weightlifting. What do great orcs lift? Well... it's
better left unsaid. As a result of doing this for
almost all of his life, his body is heavily muscled,
to the degree where he has rather little left in the
way of dexterity and agility. He uses his shrewd (for
an orc) mind as well as his massive frame to take on
his opponents, and is rather accomplished at it, since
fighting is one of his few hobbies. (Working out and
drinking ale in taverns are the others. The latter of
these is sometimes rendered difficult, however, since
most taverns he visits are now smoldering pits.)
As for his hairstyle: He's not bald! He's got a head
full of black hair, pulled back in a samarai topknot,
and has sideburns travelling down his head. This did
actually belong to a Samurai at one point, but he took
a liking to it and had it magically grafted onto his
head after he removed the Samurai's.
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For his outfit, he wears a nose ring like a bull's,
has a mostly bare upper chest, except for a pair of
spiked bracers, a spiked collar, and spiked
forearm bracers, frequently used in grappling hugs. He
also wears a pair of black dragonscale pants, which
have lots of stitches. (He got them after a black
dragon swallowed a fireball firework spell tossed by a
nearby adventuring party's mage. The subsequent
explosion killed the party, and blew the dragon to
bits.) The pants only go down to his mid calf, and
from there he's just got a pair of normal orcish feet.
Normally strapped to the side of his right thigh is an
unholy sword, which is both intelligent and
traumatized (because he thwacks it against a rock
every time it tries to speak).
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Sarakoth's speech is mostly orcish, with the
occasional bit of ordinary boring human spliced in for
flavour. Unless he's been drinking, it's pretty fair.
If he's drunk, you won't be able to figure out a word
he's saying.
He usually acts tough, at least around his
subordinates, and loud and rowdy among his friends.
When facing down an opponent he's usually pretty
quiet, and doesn't act so tough - at least until he's
bashed them to the ground, after which he proceeds to
brag and throw it at them. His fighting style is not a
dexterous one, but he's quite fast despite his
muscles. Actually, it's because of the muscles. When
you're built so big, you can put a lot more force into
it. This usually takes people by surprise, which he
uses to squeeze them to his body, digging those nasty
spikes into them.
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His tactics can only be described as "Low down and
dirty." If asked what weapon he wants to use, he might
reply, "Claws." In which case, he'd bring in the
entire clan to fight his opponent for him (since they
are the Chipped Claws...) He usually bribes the ref
beforehand, and if that doesn't work, intimidates him.
Two more things that are important to know. He doesn't
like rules. If he breaks one, and gets called on it,
the Ref is going to be talking through his fly.
Second, He doesn't lose well. Expect the ring to
become a smoldering pit if he does ;)
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Sarkaroth, like most orcs (well, those who don't sit
in taverns all day, drinking) is one of those
muscular brutes, and oddly enough, has a pphilosophyon
life. "Kill 'em, take their stuff, and then kill 'em
some more. And maybe flaunt it if you got it."
This pphilosophyusually ends up with a trail of people
strewn around, and Sarkaroth in jail, which, on its
own, usually ends up with a few damaged walls. This is
because Sarkaroth is a great orc, who stands at around
11 feet tall, although his exact height is unknown,
since the last person who got near his mouth with a
measuring tape had to be fitted with a hook and a head
cast.
Sarkaroth is extremely the copyright of Lord Tyrannix.