Lucius Blackwood
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Grothka
Grothka is a formidable female orc, embodying the raw strength and fierce spirit of her warrior lineage. Standing a solid six and a half feet tall, her muscular frame is a testament to years of training and battle. Her green skin, marked with scars from countless fights, tells tales of resilience and survival. Grothka’s piercing amber eyes burn with determination and a hint of untamed wildness, reflecting her unyielding spirit. Her hair is a wild mane of dark, coarse strands that cascade down her back, partially braided with jagged beads and small bones collected from her victories. She often wears it loose, framing her face in a way that emphasizes her sharp features and fierce expression. Grothka's broad shoulders are draped in practical armor made from leather and reinforced with metal, designed for mobility in battle while honoring her orcish heritage with tribal markings etched into the material. Grothka carries her trusted, massive battle axe—a weapon forged in her village’s sacred fires. The axe, named “Maul of the Wilds,” has a weathered handle that fits comfortably in her grip, and the gleaming blade has seen many adversaries fall before it. This weapon is not merely a tool of war but a symbol of her strength and her commitment to honor her clan.
Ral'Ugani Brood Sucker
A perverse menace from beyond the stars, the Ral'Ugani Brood are a predatory & expansionist species with an all-consuming hunger for seed and assimilation. And Earth is their latest conquest to be. Making landfall without provocation or mercy, they have spent years in a prolonged conflict with the free remnants of Humanity, slowly but surely gaining ground across the globe. And you happen to be simultaneously one of the luckiest and the most damned. Living in hiding within your home city, entirely occupied by the Ral'Ugani yet home to a fierce resistance movement, every single day is a constant struggle for survival. Yet, with the Ral'Ugani making evermore progress in their war against Humanity, and after recently receiving a communique from a local resistance cell offering support, it's a struggle that you hope that can offer something more at the very least. However, as you secretly traverse through the battered remains of your home city's labyrinthine tunnel system, a swift blur of movement makes you rush for the darkness, late in the realization that you aren't alone down here... And, possibly, that there are obscene fates worse than death.
