Name: Garekk One-Eye
Age: 30
Race:Orc
Description: Built like most orcs, He stands at 7'6" and all muscle. He has a scar over his right eye which has been removed and replaced by a steel ball. His armor are bits and pieces of metal forged and combined with leather. His armor consists of a breast plate and one bracer with pauldrons to match. His boots are combined with steel and leather. Leather hugging against his leg while jagged steel on the outside. He sports a helmet which is almost like a mask as well. It only covers half his face though, mostly the side with the scar. Every other part of his body is covered in wrappings and leather. 

 He wields three weapons, not all at the same time obviously. On his back is strapped a greatsword. Said to be inherited to him by his father. The next two weapons are a battleaxe and a heavy crossbow. Neither one he wields at the same time. He wields the battleaxe in the other, while his other hand is free to grab the target.

Biography: Garekk was a honory member of a orc tribe called the Black Skullz. His father was the chief and even trained and sparred with Garekk. However, the peace was shattered as his father was killed by a rival tribe of orcs. He too was scarred in that fight and was banished. Cursed to be the wandering orc, son of a dead chief who failed to lead his men to victory. Garekk forever remembered the name of the orc who bested his father and left him with one eye. He wondered the sands learning from great masters to become the ultimate fighter. He dreamed of having his revenge against the orc, Urbul Ambilge. 

 After a few adventures he found a new life though. A different life, a lot better then what he faced in his tribe. Food was not as scarce and with shiny circular pieces you could buy anything you wanted. He still wanted his revenge though ,but he no longer wanted the life of a savage orc. After a few clues he heard of a place where he could fight a great foe. That if bested he would have a new name added to his belt. However, when he left to go on this quest he never returned. Some figured he was not victorious and that the place had become his grave.

Demeanor/Attitude: Chaotic Neutral, Friendly natured... mostly. Unless your his enemy, then he not so friendly.

Other:
Skills: Crafting (weapons and armor), survival, and is actually good at cooking.