[b]Name:[/b] Karn

[b]Race:[/b] Black-scale Lizardman

[b]Appearance:[/b]
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Like most Black-scale lizardmen Karn is an utterly massive being. Standing at a whopping twelve feet tall and rippling with muscle he's an intimidating sight to behold. To help keep his balance he has an equally enormous tail, the appendage being roughly nine feet long and unadorned. Littering his body are numerous scars, causing streaks of white or gray in those jet black scales coating him. The only brightness to his body when he's not angry are his eyes, a deep gold color. When angry his throat and upper chest change color to a deep furious crimson.

[b]Role:[/b] Warrior: The character fights well in melee combat and perform feats of strength.

[b]Biography:[/b]
Unlike a lot of the denizens of this dungeon, Karn was not born here. Nor was he brought in, he found it and entered of his own accord. His tribe having been annihilated several months past save for himself by a band of adventurers. He had finished off the ravaged group, but his body held fresh scars from them. Needless to say, one could not hold several miles of territory by their self and there weren't any other Black-Scale nearby that he was aware of.

So he became a wanderer, looking for a new tribe to either assimilate into or take over himself. During his travels he found this dungeon and entered. A lack of open space was good, the darkness was also good. He could be the ambusher this time and enemies could only come in so many directions with so many numbers thanks to the corridors. But there was a catch to this dungeon, it already had residents.

Needless to say the territorial giant cleared his way to an area he wanted, following familiar-ish scents. While there weren't many there were still lizard-folk within this dungeon and he hunted them down and observed them. He'd later join with them, but they weren't an official tribe group, he was just a resident and a helping hand when might was involved.

[b]Inventory:[/b][list]
[*] [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/714970194422005820/750877889880129586/56bdc0fb08ef0bd3db5db79eb687a507.png]Iron Skull Cleaver[/url]: A massive slab or iron in the shape of a cleaver with a skull attached. Its size matches his own, making it nearly impossible for smaller creatures to wield it even two handed.
[*] Bone Helm: A helm made of the skull of a ram-like creature and yellowed with age. Seems to offer good protection to impacts considering ram's headbutt everything under the sun.
[*] Old Hides: Aside from just thick and resilient scales he wears pieces of animals hides from various animals. The fur has grayed with age and tattered from numerous skirmishes.
[*] Bronze Champion Belt: A wide belt made of pure bronze that holds up his hide kilt. It has some scrapes and gouges marring its ornate look and the inch thick metal offers decent protection from slashing, impact, and piercing in the areas it covers.
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