Stig the Butcher

== A story of an Orcs ==
==== "Bul'tar! Are you alive, brother?" ====
Some would say that the Orcs are a race devoted to bloodshed and combat. Stig would agree with you, their deities are almost all aggressive, their gods encouraging the bloodshed, and often leading their followers astray into fields of battle. It is quite likely that the number of orc skulls littering the battlefields far outnumber those who have made it into the graves. But if you think that Orcs only remember the battle, Stig would tell you you were wrong. There is more to the Orcs than bloodshed. 
==== "Bul'tar! do you breathe, brother?" ====
The first battle an orc commits to is one done started when he is born from the womb, taking a breath and letting out a shrill warcry against death. Fighting to live from the first second his heart starts beating on it's own. "Why is this different from any other race?" some would ask Stig. 
The orcs were born with no light and born solely from the earth itself. With no guardians gods to rely on, it came to solely themselves to survive. The orc body remembers the days when the air was stale, and reeked of poison. When the babes birthed still from their parents exposure to the glowing rocks. 
When an Orc breathes, he fights. When an Orc Lives, He breathes.
==== "Bul'tar! do you fight, brother?" ====
Chased from their homelands, the orcs didn't seek the world above, but were driven to it by the dwarves. For no matter how many orcish men stood with their blades of stone, they could not break the dwarves with their hammers of steel. No matter how hot their blood ran, they could not burn the heat of the dwarven forge. 
But the Orcs did not surrender the fight. Beaten, bloodied, and as a race, driven to one knee. They stood up once more and did battle. 
==== "Bul'tar! Brother! do you live?" ====
To live as an orc, one must fight as an orc!
To fight as an orc, one must breathe like an orc!
To breathe like an orc, one must live like an orc!
"Fighters we may be, if only to fight against what destiny others might try and decide for us!" 
== History ==
if one wants to simplify an orc's history, it can be summed as "I fought, they fought, we fought, I fought." but that's the summary. 
Born to two uncaring parents who hate-fucked a newborn into existence, Stig was thrown to join the other meat-wasting bags of flesh that would eventually grow up to fight, fuck, and die. This form of knowledge is as ingrained into the orcish race as is their hatred of dwarves. No child bothers asking for pity, because they understand that is the same as asking for a beating. 
What stig did with the other babes there was fight. Fight for milk, and then later fight for meat. He wasn't as strong as some for sure, but neither was he as weak as any runtling better fit to become a shaman than anything else. He ate until he wasn't starving and then if he wanted more food he'd have to fight his kin, or fight the beasts themselves. 
Greedy, Stig found the latter option more appealing for the meat one did not have to share was meat sweeter. An uncanny intellect in his mind that he would create small crude traps and hunt a rabbit or something else that wouldn't struggle too much against the growing body of a child. This secret sneaking and hunting continuing on for many years until Stig stood tall beyond his peers. His self-obtained nutrition feeding a hulking body of muscle. 
It wasn't that his actions went ENTIRELY unnoticed. The tribe shaman mistaking his particularly keen identification of plants to be something relating to his wisdom, something they promptly learned was not the case when they received a club to the head and an angry snarl as it came to trying to force the lesssons of shamanism upon Stig. Yet this shaman was strange, not taking particular issue beyond beating the everliving shit out of Stig in response, he forced Stig to learn what plants did. 
The result of course was a strange divergent course. Where the Orcish male would know far more about alchemy and history than he did fighting, knowing the nature of the area around him with surprising keenness that eventually left him with a social pariah and stigmatized by his community, for the orcs there thought only of fighting to equal the true heart of orkenkind. 
It was then that the shaman taught him a very important lesson. Before Stig would be slain by his tribe for his rejection of their wanton barbarism, The shaman told him of all he could, and then sent him on his way, running off towards the sunset with his axe in hand.
One might accuse Stig of being a coward and running away from fighting his tribe. Had he not slain all those who hunted him, Stig might agree with one. But Stig knew that if he breathed, he fought, if he fought, he lived. Facing death and falling down isn't fighting death. Standing against her, is.
== Appearance ==
 Stig is a muscular giant of an Orc at the rare height of 7'1'' His flesh a deep mottled green and his body built sturdily as if compressed by the weight of the world itself. Should one be excessive in their study of humanoids, they would realize that the tusks of Stig are atypical for his size, if only for the sake of accounting that the majority of the taller orcs have giantblood in their bloodline, and he is truly a pureblood orc. 
He wears studded leather armor and carries a number of packs located on his body as well as a small armory on his back, implying that despite his brutish face, he at least has some form of capability for planning ahead. 
Additionally visible on his body though are a number of tattoos and ritualistic scars. Ones that trace a history over the years, although he only rarely speaks to the deeper meaning they might entail. 
== Personality ==
Stig initially comes across as being utterly terrifying. From the growled words, to the overbearing posture, he seems like an exemplar of the orcish race and all the blood-lust they embody. So proud of posture that any misspoken word might bring down his ire with the same weight as the axe he carries on his back. 
Yet this is only a first impression. 
at odds with his overall figure, Stig is willing to converse with others and hold conversations with them - although his subject matter is often limited in terms of what he may be able to reference due to a lack of civilization in his journeys. He has a strong sense of moral code and a certain pride that makes him unwilling to yield in the face of certain decisions - preferring to the protection of life as to it's loss. An undoubtedly strange trait in an Orc
== Loves ==
Have you ever seen an Orc do birdwatching? The answer is obviously no. Because spreading such tales about an orc man being interested in such a flowery art is inherently obscene. but if you HAD seen an orc do birdwatching, you would know not to talk about it. This is one of the things nobody mentions about Stig. Nor his expression of disappointment that he's never actually had a bird land in his hand to eat birdseed before.
== Fears ==
Going down without a fight is the most disappointing fucking ending of all. This easily registers on the most fearful thing to an orc. Aside from... what? being mind controlled to kill yourself? Feels like it fits in the first mentioned scenario though. 
== Hobbies ==
Have you even seen an orc have a hobby outside of fights, fighting, and fighting arenas? The answer is no, because see loves up above. You know better than to spread rumors about Stig being a birdwatcher. Even if they might be true, if he found out the one who said it was you, then you might end up watching the birds hanging from a tree by your underpants. 
This applies to an Orc reading books. The answer is still no, because even if you found him reading a book, nobody would believe you that an Orc stood still for more than five whole fucking minutes to get past even a single page of their book. 
== Family ==
Stig has no fucking clue what is happening with his family anymore, they might be alive... or dead?
== Friends ==
The birds and the wildlife are stig's friends at the current moment. 
== Enemies ==
His own tribe... maybe? they might've forgetten him already. Orcs don't do great on the memory thing.
== Aspirations ==
Get into a drinking contest with Caiden Cailean and survive 
Get into a duel with Gorum and survive 
== Songs to get into that RPing mood ==
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLcjcgH0G1QlmdJ8kbZxbo4sMTNAcjoF2W
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